So you're probably wondering what's up with that title. Well I'm pleased to inform you that I haven't the foggiest. Had a nice ring to it.

 

I started this story last year but never really got around to finishing it. Figured I'd post bit by bit here to see what you guys think and if I should continue.Yep. That's about it. Oh and references to almost any and everything will be painted throughout this nutty tale. See if you can spot them.

 

 

~THE MARVELOUS CHRONICLES OF FLIM FLAM~

 

 

Go to a new school they said.

You'll be better off they said.

 

Don't get me wrong, the school is great. Slightly moldy and decrepit, but great. I don't know, take this story as you will but be forewarned...greenhouses, stinkbugs, and pure tomfoolery lie ahead. Enjoy. My treat.

 

Anyway, welcome to Elven Cove Charter School, a scholarly group of individuals for the not-so-rich and beautiful. A place where "smart" (I am using this term loosely) children with way too much time on their hands like the belittle other children who really don't care what they do with way too much time on their hands. Think of it as Elvens playground for the not-so-wealthy. The worst of these students are who I call the Dream Team. Why you ask? Well they believe they are nigh untouchable in their world of arrogant individuals. Plus they get the royal treatment that every person in Elven Cove deserves but does not receive such as academic recognition or equality in extracurricular activities.

 

On this particular day, the Dream Team was discussing the latest, most uninteresting events of the previous night. Care to listen? No? Well too bad we're going to anyway.

 

"I ate so many bacon pancakes last night, they were delicious," said the ringleader Binn Martins.

 

"Well I tried reestablishing communications with the Meteorfleet and gathering them in Meteor Expedition Online, which didn't work out so well," announced Kirk "Spork" Prime, Binn's best pal.

 

A girl wearing hooker heels and uber tight skinny jeans named Chasity Cinturón replied "Who cares, I read The Tripleners by Fames Foyce, Fight and Hippies by Ello Solstoy, and How To Save a Mockingjay by Marper Dee so I could be at the top for teacher's pet."

 

A boy named Kyne Storm retorted this by saying, "Please, I played Groundrim: Younger Parchments and took a bullet to the elbow."

 

Now, I could go on but I want you to continue reading this story and not be bored with it. So let's move on.

 

You should get the basic gist of what is going on at this point. Obnoxious kids trying to kiss up to the man, and are practically given what they want. Annoying right? Well try having at least 8 of them in one whole group. On top of this silliness, Elven Cove didn't have their priorities set straight. For example, we needed new textbooks because they were either unkept or we simply did not have enough for every student. There was also an infestation of stinkbugs every summer and spring season, consisting of these insects crawling through cracks in the walls and into the classrooms. Were these ever fixed?

 

Nope. Why? What else could they possibly do that they deemed more important?

 

Build a greenhouse? Yup.

Buy rabbits, ducks, and sheep? Yup.

Create a new building for the sciences only behind the main school? Yup.

Genius.

Did I mention Elven Cove Charter School is just trailers and a small 2 story building that fits 4 grade levels?

 

Oh, who am I? I'm Livi.

 

 

But you can call me Flim Flam.

 

~END SECTION~

 

Should I continue? What happens next to Flim Flam and Elven Cove? Let me know what you think, if you have any suggestions, advice, or whatnot. Enjoy.

I like your plays on words, continue, please.

Its got a certain charm to it, you should keep it up : D

This is genius!  Too many references?  No such thing.

Flim Flam that name sounds so familiar.

Well at least Kyne didn't take an arrow to the neck like moi.....

 

 

 

For a while this sounded like Ouran

 

Please continue to entertain me, Haruhi!

Livi, I want more.  I demand more.  Jk, take your time! (:  I just wanna be there when it happens!

Livi, I want more.  I demand more.  Jk, take your time! (:  I just wanna be there when it happens!

 

Don't worry, I'm working on it right now x'D

~BEGIN SECTION 2~

 

 

Now some of you lovely folks are probably wondering why I, the amazing Flim Flam, am writing a story such as this interesting piece of work. Well we were asked to write a positive story or representation about our school for school appreciation week.

 

I am going to safely assume you either re-read that last sentence or made a funny face. You're probably laughing right now after I just pointed that out.

 

In all honesty, I couldn't do that without poking (more like stabbing) at the stupidity of Elven Cove as well. Seriously. Put me in Wonderland and it would be an improvement. Oh did I mention the area ranks of cow manure and mushroom soil? Yeah, try waking up to that everyday at 4:00 a.m. Why that early? I used to wake up almost 3 hours before I had to leave for school my senior year. Why again? Well I take a while to wake up and get ready. Plus it gave me extra time to work on assignments while I was focused. So there.

 

On the plus side, one of my best friends named BP (or Beep), and I would play Domain of Farts Flatulence by Sleep and Domain of Farts Re: Gased. Occasionally we would bring in The Planet Begins with You. My other best friend, Infinite (or Finny) could never join in on our adventure time. She would attend a different school the second half of the day therefore missing the time Beep and I played video games. Unless the schedule was screwy, we weren't in our Triforce of sacred godly proportions. Another best friend of mine, Italia, would chat with me about nail designs, hairstyling, and costume makeup.......and pasta.

 

Hey. You've got your hobbies and I've got mine. Watch it or I'll take your soul.

 

No that is NOT because I have luscious red Ariel hair.

 

Either way in the end the size and form don't matter at all, it's the soul that matters right? Nothing else.

 

I mean....fancy tuna.

 

~END SECTION~

 

 

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

.....I think we can all agree I have achieved a certain level of immaturity after reading through this part of The Marvelous Chronicles of Flim Flam. Good ol' growing up. Obviously it did wonders for me.

Flim Flam that name sounds so familiar.

 

I dunno, I just kind of made it up

Edited December 20, 201311 yr by xoblivionx13

Oh geez, my inner Tamaki Suoh died at "fancy tuna."

 

 

I'm like, god Maka, is this what all those days in your room, alone reading, did to you? D:

So Livi, I'm waiting for those catbug references.

~BEGIN SECTION 3~

 

I originally wrote this story in red pen and now it's in blue. Yes, wrote. Why does it matter? I dunno, I'm very fond of red pens. You don't care? Well too bad. You've already read this far so there really is no point in turning back. For those of you that think this story will proceed logically and chronologically...HA! You really should have thought of that before you became readers. I write these bits as I remember them or if I happen upon a certain object that calls back such inklings. Good thing I'm writing in this old notebook I used, otherwise we'd be in a bit of a pickle.

 

Now what story can I tell you.

 

Guess it would make sense to tell you how I met Beep and Finny. You've already forgotten who they are, haven't you? You're probably scrolling back through my previous entries to double check that I'm not trolling you. Don't worry I won't.

 

Not yet at least.

 

Then we'll release the kracken.

 

Anyway, I met Finny during study hall just after Christmas break (yeah I said Christmas. Go ahead, sue me you politically correct happy jerks). I was explaining to someone what I did over ~CHRISTMAS BREAK~ which was playing a magical game called Domain of Fart.

 

 

*Pause*

 

I'll get back to this soon. My brain has decided to freeze.....after a few poorly structured and uninteresting "paragraphs".

 

 

 

So Livi, I'm waiting for those catbug references.

 

They'll come soon. This character hasn't encountered Catbug until their college year.....so you'll have to wait for the next story ^^

I need more, Maka.

I need more, Maka.

 

And more you shall receive. I'll gather my thoughts and hopefully post again sometime this week x'D

And more you shall receive. I'll gather my thoughts and hopefully post again sometime this week x'D

Make moar. I demand it!