Beware! It's Friday the 13th
Beware! It's Friday the 13th
“It's Friday the 13th #13 Chapter 6 “ Mordie!” screamed Lobelia. She whipped off his bonnet. The bump on his forehead was quickly swelling to the size of a goose egg.
“Coach Plungett! Sir Mort!” Lobelia called. “Get Mordred to the couch in his office. Stay with him until he comes to.”
Sir Mort, in full armor, clanked over to Mordred with Coach Plungett. Groaning and grunting, they picked up the hefty headmaster and carried him into the castle.
Lobelia turned to face the students. “Until Mordred ...wakes up, I am in charge,” she said. “And I say stop singing. Stop doing the lucky walk. And lose the eels.”
“HOORAY!” everyone cheered.
Wiglaf led the way to the drawbridge, where they all flung their eels into the moat. They also flung in their lucky bonnets—all but Torblad. They cheered as everything sank down into the slimy moat ooze.
Just then, Wiglaf caught sight of Brother Dave crossing the drawbridge. He had a traveling sack slung over his shoulder.
“Brother Dave!”MoreLess
“Coach Plungett! Sir Mort!” Lobelia called. “Get Mordred to the couch in his office. Stay with him until he comes to.”
Sir Mort, in full armor, clanked over to Mordred with Coach Plungett. Groaning and grunting, they picked up the hefty headmaster and carried him into the castle.
Lobelia turned to face the students. “Until Mordred ...wakes up, I am in charge,” she said. “And I say stop singing. Stop doing the lucky walk. And lose the eels.”
“HOORAY!” everyone cheered.
Wiglaf led the way to the drawbridge, where they all flung their eels into the moat. They also flung in their lucky bonnets—all but Torblad. They cheered as everything sank down into the slimy moat ooze.
Just then, Wiglaf caught sight of Brother Dave crossing the drawbridge. He had a traveling sack slung over his shoulder.
“Brother Dave!”MoreLess
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