A/N: So, this is a totally for fun and generally nonsensical story. My friend (Rebecca) and I get bored during class sometimes (we have our last three classes together-Gov, Lunch, and Lit) so recently we decided to start a series of generally short stories to occupy ourselves. Each ministory is started with "It was the _ day of _, in the year _...", depending on whichever day we started it. And we go back and forth, each of us writing one sentence each to come up with a story. If ever we paint ourselves into a corner or grow uninterested in what we're writing, we simply start a new ministory. But why is this on fanfiction, you ask? Well, just in the first ministory for example, we write about or reference to Vampire Diaries, Doctor Who, Twilight, AND The Hillywood Show (in particular their video with Evil Iguana Productions, watch them on YouTube!) Anyways, this is meant to poke fun (lovingly) at various things. Feel free to read and laugh, and I swear I won't mind if you write a bad review. I'm just putting this up here to give you a laugh and something short and sweet to read if you're bored and waiting for me to update one of my other stories, which I'm working on (and I'll have another chance to really get back on top of things after say the 18th or so...whichever day is the friday, that's when I get out of school for break:) But I'm sure you're tired of my rambling (Which will soon be longer than the chapter itself! lol) so read on, my friends!

It was the 10th day of November, in the year 2010...(Part I)

by Amy and Rebecca

It was the 10th day of November, in the year 2010...

And it started raining magical pickles and flying potatoes in Mrs. Greene's 7th period class.

"Oh my gosh, FLYING POTATOES!" a student yelled, looking up at the ceiling with a mixture of awe and pure fear in their expression.

But then, the super hot Italian dudes, Damon and Stefan Salvatore, bust into the room with newly stolen sonic screwdriver in hand, screaming for everyone to...

"Run! The Doctor is coming!" Damon yelled, brandishing the screwdriver as Stefan looked at him with an agitated look and a screeching, grinding noise began to fill the room.

"What have you done!" shouted Hunter. "OMG! The Doctor is coming! Woo hoo...wait, why is he coming here?"

Stefan sighed heavily before replying, "Damon here stole his sonic screwdriver." and he gave Damon another pointed look.

"Now, now," said Damon, "I am just keeping the shiny sonic screwdriver safe until the Doctor regains consciousness...by the way, you might want to check the janitor's closet for anyone who might have died from a blow to the head," while looking a little uncomfortable.

"What. Have. You. Done." Stefan asked angrily, heavily enunciating each word separately and clearly although through gritted teeth.

"No, brother, the question is what have you done?" said Damon with a wild, mysterious look in his eyes.

"Oh, no, you didn't..." Stefan said, his already pale face going even whiter.

"Ahh. A Positive...yum." murmured Damon.

TO BE CONTINUED.