Chaos in the Club!

Hello all you people I don't know and yet you read my posts.
Wait...I do know you people, at least I think I do. Oh well.

So I am blogging about a strange new phenomenon in science club (not really): CHAOS!

And to help you understand I will now try to put it in song form:

There...is.....
Meter sticks flying across the room
An old witch flies by on her broom

Catapulting paper everywhere
I think I saw Old Johnson, lose his hair

There is chaos in the club
(Chaos in the club)
Yes, chaos in the club
(Chaos in the club)

And nothing will ever be the same!
We'll run until we die. In. Flame!

~End Song~

So the basics here are that we have been using meter sticks to fight like swords -nurses a bruised hand- Ow.

Gabriel and Danny were chased out of the classroom followed by Mr. Callaway because they purposely started a mini war with him.

They returned after Callaway took some of their stuff from their bookbags and pretended to steal it. They recollected their stuff later.

Me, being the wonderful big sister that I am (muehehehehe...) took Gabriel's drumsticks and gave them to Callaway to hide. He found them of course and I got a(n) (short) earful.

During all that time the club was making catapults out of pencils (MINE ROCKED! DON'T YOU DARE COPY ARMANDO!).

So with rubberbands lying around the room we began our own mini battle which Danny and Gabriel joined after they made "peace" with Callaway.

The rest is a big blur (I'm not one for details when I'm lazy (which I am right now) but I remember we did sparring with the meter sticks again and the other kids of Science Club learned also.

~The End~

And there is my crazy Science Club. Gabriel's blog holds the full story.
In the words of one of my favorite fanfiction authors (but with my initials)
DD out yo.