Teachers From Hell!

I don't own any of the places these characters come from..

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Pip was a little disheartened that his students were total idiots. "Does anyone else know anything in French?" He muttered. A boy in the back raised his hand. "You." Pip said, pointing to the kid.

"Yeah, I heard this angry French guy yell this out once.." Great. What would Pip be hearing next? "It went like.. um.. 'Je veux vous tuer des b?ards am?icains grossiers!'" ("I want to kill you crass American bastards!") Pip smiled. "What does it mean?"

"Erm.. I couldn't understand it.." Pip lied.

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"Taking the Pig Latin aside, you and me are going to be in this class all year, right?"

"Yep." Luna replied.

"So lets get one thing straight.." He paused."Stop hugging me!" He yelled, noticing that Luna had some how gotten hold of his arm.

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"So, class.. I take it zat you don't like ze polka?" The Major asked. The class nodded. "Zat's too bad, zen.." A cat-like smile spread across his face and he ripped off his Nazi uniform to reveal.. lederhosen. The horrible music came back on.

"I get dizzy.. I get numb-o.. When I'm dancin'.. With my jum-jum-JUMBO!.."

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"So.. We have a long way to go zis year." Pip said, scratching his head while he checked the clock. Five more minutes.

"Pip!" Takal said, raising her hand.

"What is it this time?" Pip asked.

"Can we got to France this year?" That was a good question.

"I'll ask the principal." He muttered, thoughtful. Then the class bell rang and the students filed out of the room. When Takal was in the hallway, she looked at her schedule. She had math next. She walked down the hall and saw Luna moping.

"What's up with you?" Takal asked.

"I have math next.." Replied

"So do I." Takal replied, trying to cheer up Luna. When Luna and Takal opened the door they laughed when they saw a very unhappy Xigbar sitting at his desk.

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After nearly getting run over by students that wanted out of the classroom, Fray stumbled into the hall and checked her schedule. Science.. Great.. She trudged to her next class mumbling about stupid polkas.

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I had a little bit of writer's block for this story.. Read and review!