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5/6/2016 4 Comments
I thought of this fun idea based off of a post by Vanessa Mythdust from the Untold Spiral: How to Write a Ravenwood Paper! This sounded so appealing to me that I decided to write a story as if I was in Professor Cyrus Drake's myth class and was writing a Ravenwood paper! Enjoy this full of fun adventurous story!
Cyrus Drake's myth class is a mess. When I saw I had his name on my schedule, I wanted to ask if there was a misunderstanding, but I know it would not do me any good. I have heard that he is really tough, gives a lot of Fs, and leaves you to do busy work while he is quietly enjoying himself in a book. I looked around the room, watching the students doodle in their journals, stare at the clock, and pretend they were in a fantasy world. But, one person interrupted it all.
"Now," declared Professor Drake, "Let's get started so I can go back to my research as soon as possible." Everyone's eyes flashed up to the chalkboard in the speed of sound, scanning what he was writing.
"Vanessa," I whispered to my friend sitting beside me, "Vanessa, wake up."
"Huh?" she mumbled, suddenly blushing. "Oh."
"Today students, you are going to start writing your Ravenwood paper," Cyrus instructed, "We've been in school a few months and I am curious to see what you have learned. Here is a list of instructions you must follow. Allison, come pass these out." The stack of papers made a thud on the table, and I stood up without saying anything, doing the normal busy work of my professor.
After I had given everyone a sheet, I sat back down and read over the instructions. It said...
Once again, a specific list with crazy rules. I sighed, "Well, another assignment I won't pass."
"It is pretty unfair," Vanessa murmered, trying to make sure the teacher did not hear her. "I wish I had Professor Greyrose, or Ms. Falmea."
"Yeah," I yawned, "But we have Drake, so it's time to make the best of it. "
Suddenly, the bell rang, so Vanessa and I continued our discussion outside. "Time to write," she said, "Where should we start off?"
"Maybe we could ask Cyrus some questions." I was kind of glad my friend interrupted me because I had nothing to say anyways, but this was the worst idea ever.
"No way! I'm not asking that grumpy wizard questions!"
"Well we can't get anything out of this checklist," Vanessa argued, "Don't be so scared, it will be fine. Just come along, please."
"Okay, but I am not talking."
I followed Vanessa inside as the professor casted an icy scowl down on us. Standing up, he placed his book down but still found a way to face away by organizing his desk.
"Professor Drake, I have a question," Vanessa said in her confident voice.
"Go ask Ivan," he said, and it simply ended there. I moaned, trailing after my friend who was heading out the door.
"Are you just going to let him say that?" I asked when I finally got a hold of her.
"Yes. He said ask Ivan," Vanessa exclaimed in a matter-of-fact voice. "Ivan, what should we do in order to complete this paper thoughtfully?"
The tree seemed surprised, but answered. "Well, if I could do anything, I would go to other worlds and study. Bring a notepad, a pen, and have fun. "
"Okay, thank you Ivan. Ali, it's field trip time!"
"What? Now we're going on a field trip?"
"How about Wysteria? We could study the Pigswick Academy students," she questioned, ignoring my opinion.
"That sounds fine, I guess."
"Great, let's go," she said. In a matter of 5 seconds, we were standing right in the middle of pig wonderland.
Pigs roamed up and down the streets, holding their wand and spellbook. Some were feeling hopeless, some were joyful.
"Woah! This is amazing!" I screamed, jumping up and down with excitement.
"It truly is," Vanessa smiled, "It was all my idea. All mine."
"Yeah yeah. Let's just go find a student," I laughed.
"Here's one!" she said, pulling a pig in front of us. "Hello, what's your name little guy!"
"I'm Bennett! I am learning here and I love magic! But, what are you wizards doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at Ravenwood?"
"Yes, but we have tough luck, and we're here to study some of you for our Ravenwood paper about what we have learned so far," I explained.
"Well in that case, this is how you REALLY use magic." We watched Bennett lift a book into the air, floating in the open sky.
"Interesting," Vanessa stood there in awe, picking up her pen and jotting down some notes.
"Get me down from here!" a voice peeped.
"Did you hear that?" I asked her.
"Nevermind," I groaned as I shuffled through my backpack to grab myself some writing materials.
"So you don't learn spells?" Vanessa asked curiously.
"No. I am pretty new here, so I don't know a lot, but all I've learned so far is how to levitate things, and I can do it pretty good."
"Hmm," I sighed, "Do you have a teacher?"
"Yeah, lots of them! There is Chaos, Earth, Ember, Equilibrium, Frost, Spirit, and Tempest. It's all very fascinating. If you want, you can speak to some of the locals. Students, professors, a headmistress, it's a blast here!"
"Okay Bennett! Thanks!" Vanessa skipped off through the streets, and I soared after her.
After going through a few blocks of twisted sidewalk turns, we got to the schools. They were all close by to each other, some overflowing onto the next street.
"Where should we start?" I asked her.
"Uh... maybe with the school of Chaos?"
"Sure," I smiled, as I opened the door.
As we walked inside, I looked over the room. Rows of desks, bookshelves, archways, and chalkboards. All very familiar to our home at Ravenwood. School seemed to have ended because only a few students were there practicing magic and reading books. They looked up, including the professor, who was writing in a notebook. I gulped, scared to speak, but Vanessa looked at me irritably. She spoke to Cyrus, so I must talk now.
"Excuse me, sir," I said politely, "We are myth wizards from Ravenwood, here studying Pigswick Academy for ideas on our paper. May we interview you as a local?"
"Hmm..." the teacher went off into thinking. I glanced back at Vanessa, who was biting her fingernails. "Well, if you insist, but I want to continue my work quickly. I am Professor Heironimus Bunch, and at the school of Chaos, our magic represents Myth." My students are very fond of levitating objects. Bennett, one of my newest arrivals, can float things as small as a pen or as big as a bookshelf. He's very talented, if I must say so myself."
Vanessa and I didn't know what to say. My mouth was wide open, but nothing came out, so Vanessa stated her opinions.
"We know Bennett! He advised us to come here, and his magic is amazing! And this school represents Myth? Oh wow!" While she kept on speaking to Mr. Bunch, I wrote down some quotes given by the teacher. Once I finished, I glanced up at the clock on the wall, and pulled at my friend's arm.
"Vanessa, we have to go. Only two hours until I have to go back home."
"Oh, well okay. Bye Heironimus, hope we see you again!" Vanessa hollered as we ran out the door.
Back at Wizard City, Vanessa and I sat down on a bench in The Commons Fairgrounds, watching many wizards go hurling to other places. However, we still had time, and I planned to use it valuably.
"Well, now we've got facts and quotes, so what's next?" Vanessa asked me.
"We need a place to write. Somewhere fun and unique but also neat and tidy," I explained.
"I know just the place! Let's go!" my friend grabbed her backpack and started up and off again with me lagging behind.
We went over the rainbow bridge, then stood next to the waterfall. For a few minutes, she wandered off into her own world.
"Vanessa, what are we doing here?"
"What?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Walk through the waterfall. Listen better, Ali."
"Trust me, please," Vanessa grumbled.
I closed my eyes and stepped onto the other side of the waterfall, coming face to face with a door. It had a large skull on it and vines sprouted all around. A sign was hanged up, too. It read: CAVE TO NIGHTSIDE. I shivered.
"Nightside, of course. Wait... you've never been down here?"
"No," I mumbled, slightly embarrassed.
"Well c'mon, I think you'll like it," Vanessa pushed open the door, letting me in. There, I came face to face with the death school. The dead trees and gloomy sky told its story.
"Here? Here is your writing place?"
"You haven't even seen the inside yet, silly!" she laughed, "Go on."
Fearing the worst, I let myself enter. The school was also sideways, so I easily fell against the wall while watching Vanessa step over to a desk. "Perfect!" she exclaimed.
Somehow, she lost her mind. Maybe she's tired, worn out, stressed, who knows! But this, was absolutely weird. The chair had fallen over, the floorboards were popping out, walls caved in, spiders crawled all over, and to top it off, Dworgyn is staring at you, as if he has nothing else to do.
"No," I said, "No, no, no, V. We're not doing this. C'mon, let's go somewhere else,"
"But I like it here," she whined.
"Come," I groaned, "We're leaving." To my surprise, she sat on the floor and crossed her arms.
"No!" she yelled, "If you want to go so badly, drag me!" And, I did so. She screamed and struggled, but I pulled her legs out of the doorway. After a few minutes of laying on the concrete, she stood up, brushing the spiderwebs out of her hair. "Let's go to my castle," she mumbled.
After about 5 minutes of walking, Vanessa sat down on edge of the sidewalk.
"What's wrong now?" I huffed, sitting down beside her.
A loud sound went "GRRRR!"
"My stomach is growling," she moaned, "I'm so hungry!"
"Well, a happy stomach means a happy paper," I smiled, trying to cheer up my annoyed friend.
"Uh okay... I guess that's true. What do you have?"
"Nothing really. I just packed some chips and cheese spread to be my afternoon snack."
"Hmm." Vanessa and I trailed off into thought for a few seconds.
"OOH!" she exclaimed, "The gobbler king palace! Loads of food is there! More than you'd ever find in any other home!"
"Perfect! How will we sneak in there though?"
"I don't know," she laughed, "All I'm thinking about is eating."
Shortly, we found ourselves approaching the guard to the entrance of Colossus Boulevard. Before he could say anything, I already had an excuse planned.
"We're here on orders of Ambrose. Some gobbler business," I handed him a piece of paper that said "Colossus Boulevard" and then signed by "Professor Ambrose." I don't know why I found his signature stamp just sitting next to his desk a few weeks ago. I kept it in case of emergency.
"Very well then," he said, "Move along."
Once we were clear away from the guard, Vanessa shouted, "How did you do that! Why did you bring a stamp and... and... how!"
"I see many others with stamps. Its a way to get out of things," I smiled, "I've even seen Cyrus use one."
"Huh," she laughed, "Well c'mon, let's get going."
I followed her down paths, ducking low so the gobblers would not see us. It was terrible what they were doing. Gobblers ate roofs, stealed items, and completely destroyed everything in their way. Just about every wizard had fled, except the ones on special spy duties. Suddenly, I bumped into Vanessa who had just stopped.
"Hey what are-" and then I say why. Up we gazed at the huge Gobbler King castle. A bridge layed out, telling Vanessa to enter. She obeyed. I was nervous, but I had to go after her.
"No guards? No nothing? Hmm. It doesn't seem right."
"Let's peer through the windows," I suggested. To my surprise, the guards were sleeping, or absorbed into something. It was hard to tell with snowflakes falling down. I opened the door, and both of us went in. Quickly and quietly as possible, we ran up the winding steps, finding the largest amounts of food we'd ever seen.
Piles of jellybeans were scattered across crates, labeling pies, chickens, pudding, and so much more. Vanessa dove in, but I stood, too amazed to eat or speak. "Shh... don't tell him," she whispered.
We stuffed our faces with piles of food, climbing over crates, hiding behind gigantic pumpkins, and having the best time of our lives. I felt almost sick when I heard someone coming up the steps.
"Hide!" I called to Vanessa. Turning away, she cried "AHH!" falling into a hole. "AHH!" I jumped down with her and pulled her to the side. A flashlight shined down, but luckily, a chicken crate fell too, saving our backs. When the light vanished, we sighed heavily.
"Well, they thought it was the chickens," I laughed.
"Heh, yeah," Vanessa smiled, "Now we need to find a way out of here."
"There's one route, so here we go." I made my way down the deep, dark tunnel, with Vanessa close behind.
After traveling for five minutes, we made it to a higher point. I pushed open a panel. "We're in Ravenwood! That turned out weird," Vanessa grinned.
"Yeah. Where to now?"
"My palace! It's an awesome place! We can write there!" Once again, we teleported, and found ourselves on a narrow path, surrounded by mounts.
"Play!" said the eagle.
"Play!" said the kirin.
"Play!" said the whale.
"Play!" said the horse.
"Oh guys," Vanessa whined, "I'm sorry but Drake has been packing us with homework! I promise I will play with you tomorrow afternoon when school ends. Sound fine?"
Vanessa hadn't realized that I'd been trying to write for a few minutes while she'd been talking to her animals. "Too many distractions!" I yelled, "Inside, Vanessa!" I marched to the door and opened it.
"Wait!" she called.
Ignoring her, I admired the purple painted walls, chairs, and organized desk. Sitting down, I pulled out my pen, and a scroll. For awhile, I stared at it, but then Vanessa came in.
"Hey, I'm sorry. My mounts are always begging like that. So what do you have down?"
"Oh," she frowned, "Well if I was you, I'd start out with formatting it professionally. Even though the professor could not care less, it's still good to do it." She handed me her started paper. I read:
"Oh no!" I cried when I finished reading, "I have to get home early tonight! Oh I'm gonna be so late! Bye, V!" I'm not sure if she replied, I was just focused on running.
The weekend had passed, and Vanessa and I haven't seen each other since Friday. Both of us had so many plans. But now, it was time for school. As I took my seat beside Vanessa, I mumbled, "Hi."
"Hi," she said, without looking up, "Monday."
"Another long week," I huffed, "Got your paper?"
"Yup, right here," she grabbed a scroll out of her notebook. It was blank. Just as I saw it before, with the phrase "What I learned in myth school is..."
"Yours is blank?" I asked, "So is mine." We both had the exact same thing. I glanced over at Edward Anvilshard's paper, who was sitting in front of me. He leaned back to look at mine too. Again, just the format.
"Blank, huh? You're not alone. Everyone is turning it in just like that," he smiled.
"At least we can all fail together!" Vanessa exclaimed.
When the session ended, we all handed our paper to Cyrus, and walked out, knowing we didn't win the grade, but we won as a team.
And that's it. Probably took around 5 hours. Typing, researching, all of it together. I love it, as for the story teaches a valuable lesson.
So what was your favorite part? Favorite character? I love all of your feedback on my blogs and ideas. You all are my best friends!
~ Ali <3