fandomhigh | Tuesday, June 5th - Period 3 - Advanced Beginner's Guide to watching the Jerries be crazy

This week, the Activities Area was set up differently. There were easels set in a circle around the room. In the center was a mattress with a few pillows on it.

"Welcome!" cried one Jerry.

"Welcome, tax accountants and Frisbee Olympic stars!"

"We have no bowling shoes for you this week!"

"No! Because this week, we feel it is time that we get serious about our art."

Both Jerries nodded solemnly. "But only if you are mature enough to handle it, Jerry! There will be no childish giggling in here! Or we shall send you right out!"

"There will be no rotary chickens here! For this week, we are sketching ..."

"The NUDE!"

"Behold!" Both Jerries wave their hands to the mattress triumphantly. The empty mattress.

"And now begin!"

"Jerry, wait!" One Jerry gasped. "Our model has been stolen!"

"The donkeys stole our model!?"

"Our model has drowned the donkeys!?"

"Our model is still in the closet!"

"Ah, yes." Jerry ran over to a closet and appeared to be involved in a deep conversation with its inhabitant. "She wants a raise, Jerry."

"Fine, fine," said the other Jerry dismissively. "She's paid until Thursday anyway, tell her we shall pay an extra can of sardines and she can borrow the hairdryer."

"Jerry," said one Jerry sternly. "We have no hairdryer."

"Jerry!" The other Jerry waved frantically. "She doesn't need to know that!"

"Ahhhhh. Very smart, Jerry!"

"Thank you!" And the Jerry by the mattress bowed while the other Jerry dragged their model out of the closet. (LINK IS NWS.)

Jerry set the model - who looked suspiciously like a very cheaply made blow-up doll - on the mattress.

"Now begin! Or we shall release the hounds!"

"Or the models!"

"Or the sardines!"

"Not the sardines, Jerry!"

"Yes! The sardines!"

"It is a madhouse!"

(~~Wait for the OCD, or the Jerries will release the sardines.~~ The OCD is up, but I can't make any promises about the sardines...)

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Donnie had no idea how to use a bird whistle to make a drawing, but it was kind of interesting anyway. He stole a nub of a pencil from another easel so he could actually draw, in the meantime.

"Jerry," one Jerry whispered to the other. "It is The One."

Both Jerries oooh and ahhhhed.

"Tell me," said one Jerry conversationally. "How did you come into possession of that ... bird whistle?!"

"It was at this easel," Donnie said slowly, looking at both the Jerries somewhat hesitantly. "Is that okay?"

"We are not doubting you, my liege," said one Jerry, sweeping him a bow.

"Never, Your Excellency!"

"We hope that you will lead us on the true path."

"Show us the way!"

"We seem to have lost our map, you see."

"We have no glove compartment."

"We have no gloves!"

"The gloves drowned."

"The way to what exactly?" Donnie asked, looking at the bird whistle dubiously.

The Jerries looked at one another uncertainly.

"Is he an imposter, Jerry?"

"Surely he cannot be. The bird whistle never lies."

"It did once."

"You lie!" Jerry hissed.

And now, with the strangling again.

Donnie looked at them, then at the bird whistle. He wiped it off, then put it to his mouth and blew, curious.

Both Jerries plugged their ears and began screaming.

"It is too late!"

"It is our doom, Jerry!"

"It is the end!"

"It is the intermission!"

"It is the overture!"

"We are finished!"

Tuesday, June 5th - Period 3 - Advanced Beginner's Guide to watching the Jerries be crazy

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