about an hour, Luminamon-sama.” I clutched my head thoughtfully. "My sense of time is really wrong ...", I said with a sigh, before I turned to Masaru, "I'm sorry that I stayed so long, shall we go?"

So this is where I sat, at school, even though I can't do anything sensible today anyway. What am I doing here anyway? I was now pretty close to knocking my table over and just running away in front of the teacher. But my sister would get the lecture for it and God knows I didn't wish her that.So I had no choice but to lam around in class here. Couldn't something happen? Anything, I don't care, Kami-sama, but something that made the class more interesting. As if at my request, my cell phone suddenly rang. And so that even my teacher noticed. Okay, who could fail to hear the loud "Come dance with me, clap your hands, you're there, jump up, feel free, listen and learn, it's your turn, everyone loves to dance the caramel" that my cell phone said left? Great, now the teacher would give MIR a lecture and I would then be allowed to take a homemade cake with me after the holidays as a punishment for having my cell phone on during class. Now my summer vacation was only half as cool as it could be. I could have sworn I turned off my cell phone before walking into the room. What it didn't look like. But before the teacher could start his lecture, he just had an angry "Sinavera Sarane!" The cell phones of my classmates rang too. Yes, I was saved. I don't think that even if my teacher was utterly mean, he would ask all of the students in my class to bake a cake. Then there would be more of an essay and that was only half as bad. I would be able to cope with that. I would write it quickly on the last evening of the vacation. Just as long as I didn't have to bake. That always took my last nerve because it took me so long. Anyway, back in reality, my teacher was about to blush. So that was once a sight. I think I'll organize that after the holidays too. That everyone left their cell phones on and I just sent everyone a text message. Well, that would be after the holidays. Now I was just waiting for him to get some books or do something outside so that I could prepare the classroom. Thought so did he. Just the reason made me and the rest of the class laugh. His cell phone rang! And the ringtone first! "Neo Cortex and the forehead. Brain stem! Brain stem!" That was the song from the animated series "The Pinky and the Brain". Absolutely pointless song but an absolute catchy tune. Well, now the dear teacher couldn't give us any more punishment because his cell phone wasn't off either. The teacher ran out of the classroom, rummaging around for his cell phone. My chance. I grabbed the board sponge and wedged it cliché moderately in the sliding door. Then I took a whoopee pillow from under my desk and placed it on the also conveniently red pillow on our teacher's chair. Then, as always, I poured salt into our teacher's coffee and at the end I smeared ketchup on the whooping pillow and on the teacher's chair pillow in case he recognized my whooping pillow contrary to my expectations. That was called the prank in a prank.Or just idiots for sure. I quickly got back to my seat when I heard Teacher's footsteps from the corridor. Just come in for a walk, I thought with a grin. The door opened immediately and said person entered. Then the sponge landed on him and spread white chalk dust on his suit. The class giggled. The teacher didn’t show anything up to now. Then he sat down exactly on the fart pillow and let go of a masterful bowel noise. Now the class couldn't hold out and laughed out loud. The teacher, meanwhile, let a sour look wander over the class. Then he got up and got rid of the whoopee pillow on his chair. Of course, he did NOT notice that it was ketchup. Then he stood at the blackboard and wrote down something uninteresting, about school rules or something, although he had violated them himself and showed us his ketchup red bottom. The class was only able to keep from laughing out loud with great difficulty. At least he wasn't a woman, that would have been embarrassing. For him. While the teacher was still with our backs to the class, we all took out our cell phones to see who had written. To be honest, I was a little jealous of the good idea. But the SMS I got came from an anonymous sender. Was that even possible? If so, I really wanted to learn. Would be handy for after the holidays. Anyway, the text message made absolutely no sense to me.

ス タ ー ト を し ま す か ・

-YES

-NO

(Do you want to start? Yes / No)

I looked around the classroom. Many stared at their cell phones in disbelief. Maybe they got the same text message. In any case, the door suddenly opened with a bang. It is a shame that there was no sponge in there, because in the door stood the most stuffy person in the whole school, probably also the oldest box I have ever seen, the director's secretary. The class quickly tried to hide the cell phones, but the woman in the door ignored us. Not really, anyway. She cut off Teacher's word and stared right through us. "The school will be closed due to inexplicable incidents in front of the television building. The beginning of school after the holidays will remain the same for the time being, unless you are notified otherwise. Now is finally possible," she called into the class in her grave voice. We didn't let ourselves be told that twice and so we left the school building in a hurry. My older sister, who is a year older than me, also rushed towards me. "Did you also get this weird text message? All the cell phones in my class rang," she said, out of breath. I just nodded. I had no idea what to do with this text message. On the other hand, the person who sent it to me was awesome. The prank was a success.Then I was able to embark on the adventure. I fished out my cell phone, which was still displaying the text message, and pressed it. Suddenly the text message disappeared and I smiled. "What did you do, Sina?", My Nee-chan asked interested. "I started the game," I said, still smiling.

* That comes from my first fan fiction "Soul-The soul of the world", in the first chapter Viveca is stuck in a math lesson.

With us at school, the cake is really so ... such a waste of cake ... (-.-)

And hopefully it doesn't bother me that I didn't want to say that Megu is blind.

Suggestion from my little brother (he just can't remember it's called MMFF): the FFMM? No, the MFMF would be ... ABCD! Nah ... GABI! (From a cabaret: Does he answer? Does he answer? Does he answer my questions? Is he able to answer my questions? Instead of: Does he answer? Is he breathing? Is he bleeding? Is he conscious? Or something like that ..)
Or: ABCD ... (that would be the new Gabi ... I think only abc ..) Does he answer? Does he answer my question? Can he answer? Does he answer when I ask something?
well .. I think I have to post the link ... unfortunately it's Swiss German ... Please Notice: This is an automatically translated article!
but this video is mostly high german ... un cruelest swiss pronunciation ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch? v = mG_9WV3dkT8

(I recommend video "DivertiMento - 8 Popstern Casting - 4 Julian Kaufmann" so that you can understand the allusions
But they are all laughable)