For the last few days I've had this weird idea in my head. For some reason I had to write a short story. Here it is.

My Fred and Mr Clown

He walked into the class room. Each student going silent to inspect the new teacher. His hair was a mess of short unkempt spikes and his glasses were large and round. He stood at the front of the class anticipating silence, the students resumed their loud interpersonal chatter. He clapped his hands, the class paused for a moment and then continued. He took a puppet out of his bag. The puppet had the face of a clown with purple puffy hair and a yellow and white striped one piece dress. He took a chair from the side and put it in a corner. He sat the clown puppet on the chair. The class's chatter seemed to quiet a little as some of the students watched in curiosity. He then moved to the front of the class.

"Class, I am Mr Fred, I am your new maths teacher." No response, the students continued to chatter. "Over there in the other chair, is my associate MR Clown." Some snickering came from the students. "Some of you might be aware of the popular television series known as South Park. A certain teacher in this television program has a puppet in it." A rogue male from the class yelled out in response "What? And youre gay too?" Mr Fred slammed his hand on the table "Do you think THIS is FUNNY kid?!" He ran up to the kid and grabbed him by the collar. "Do YOU think I'M funny?" The class went silent in shock and the student just looked up in surprise. "Well? Am I? TELL MR CLOWN WHAT YOU THINK!" He pointed to the puppet in the corner. "TELL HIM!" The student's face went slack and frightened. "W... What?" "TELL MR CLOWN WHAT YOU THINK! MR CLOWN! SHOW THEM WHAT WE THINK!

Mr Fred put the student down and walked to the back of the class room. Mr Clown exploded. Pieces of brick flew into the students as they all ducked for cover frantically. They were screaming and coughing as the dust started to settle. Mr Fred stood diligently and completely undazed. There was a tattered hole in the wall and a small flame from a broken gas line. From within the dust a large red dirty creature sat. It was almost humanoid, but incredibly obese and sitting on the ground. It was about as big as a car and a deep dark red in colour. A lump from the top of it lifted up to show what could only be a face. Two huge yellow eyes, bulged out of it. A thin black slit in each one. Two short stumps of flesh, sagging with skin sat side by side to hold its body upright on the floor. To the side were two similar shapes with what could have been fingers, if it werent for the blubber almost merging into itself. Its eyes quickly darted left and right inspecting the scene. An opening under its eyes melted open and a large leathery black tongue slipped out onto the floor. It instantly darted to a girl towards the front of the room. She shrieked as loud as she could. The tongue wrapped around her instantly and tightened. The girl and the tongue was pulled back into the beast, for a moment its mouth enlarged to match the size of its meal. In that moment it burst into flames and melted. Shrinking as it burned, the beast disappeared leaving nothing behind.

Mr Fred immediatly stood to attention, students around him crying and crawling through rubble to try to get out.

"Oh... wait a second." He took a notebook from his pocket and glanced at it for a second. He looked at the door. "Oh, this isn't my math class."

Mr Fred was banned from teaching in the 3rd grade.