Disclaimer: All Sentinel characters and settings belong to
Pet Fly and are
by no means being stolen for any nefarious purposes (as if being
canceled
wasn't nefarious enough). As I am a teacher, and everyone
knows that
teachers don't get paid much, suing really won't get you anything
but an
eclectic collection of books, CDs, video tapes, and comics.
There is an OC
in this - but trust me, there wouldn't have been much of a story
without it.
Archive: Yes to both Cascade Library and Guide Posts
Warnings: Please read all six short stories before deciding
that I am a
Scrooge. All lyrics were made up by myself, some of my friends,
or overheard
in my classrooms (the things some of my students think up!) and
are not
intended to insult anyone. Please take these in the fun spirit
in which they
were thought up in.
Thank you.
- Jennifer D'Agostino
"All learning begins with these two phrases: I don't know.
Let's find out!"
Christmas Carols? part 1
Blair Sandburg sat in his office, his window cracked
open an inch to
keep the small room from getting stuffy. The snow had finally
stopped
falling, leaving the campus looking clean, crisp, and serene.
Outside his door, in the hallway, the beginnings
of a song floated
through the air: ~Dashing through the snow...~
'Well, perhaps not so serene.' Blair started
on his grading, one
ear partially tuned to the caroler as she made her way past his
office and
towards the exit.
He blinked in astonishment at the next line:
~In a beat-up
Chevrolet. Over the fields we go, killing all the way.
Ha - ha - ha. ~ He
heard the door swing open.
Putting down his pen, he strode over to the window,
waiting for the
singer to appear on the stairs. A young lady, with a well-worn
backpack on
one shoulder, skipped down the steps, her wide grin almost muffling
the
words: ~Bloody bobtails bang. Making spirits bright.
What fun it is to
ride and sing a slaying song tonight.~
Blair shook his head, a rueful smile on his lips
as he listened to
the ... colorful ... rendition of Jingle bells.
The girl hopped the last two steps, backpack
bouncing as she rounded
into the chorus: ~Oh, hack and slash, hack and slash; kill them
where they
lay. Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-shot killing
slay. Oh, hack and
slash, hack and slash...~
Blair saw the professor turn the corner of building
just as the
singer did. He grinned as she smoothly transitioned into the
traditional
song, slowing the rhythm down: ~Jingle all the way. Oh, what
fun it is to
ride... ~ She nodded at the professor, who smiled back.
As soon as the man
had entered the building, she slid back into her "new" song: ~In
a one-shot
killing slaaaaayyyy!!!~
Blair snickered to himself as she walked
out of his view. "Merry
Christmas."