Dyeing, Ornaments, Solders, and Teeth

These words were chosen by Darling Father, and I have been wondering how on earth I would pull this off since he gave them to me. Here we go...

Gingercat can see her reflection in the brightly colored ornaments hanging from the school Christmas tree. As she looks, she can see something else. The reflection is distorted and green, but she can clearly make out a flying Oliver 9. She slowly turns around to face the typewriter. It is hovering just above the wreath on her teacher's door, and a faint humming emanates from it.

The Oliver's keys look like teeth in the bright light of the hallway. It leads her to a whole flock of Oliver 9s hovering in her science room. As she inspects them more closely, she sees that they are dyeing Easter eggs with hydrogen peroxide.

"Um... Guys? Probably not a very good idea." she says. They look at her, a bewildered expression in their typebars. Then a sad little Oliver comes humming up, holding a broken dipping spoon for the eggs up.

"This was our last one." he says. "Will you fix it?"

"Sure. Do you have a soldering station?" she asks.

After scrounging for a decent soldering iron, Gingercat solders the dipping spoon back together. The Olivers thank her profusely, and go back to dyeing their eggs. 

As she walks out of her formerly crazy science room, Gingercat wonders what her teacher will think when she finds all of the hydrogen peroxide gone.

There you have it. Happy Memorial Day.

 

Jolt, Judge, Rule, and Stolen

Today I was bored, so I decided to pick four words out of the dictionary and use them in a paragraph that kindof sortofishly made sense. Here's what I came up with for jolt, judge, rule, and stolen.

One day, gingercat was walking around school, and stopped with a jolt. She looked upward. There was Godzilla, standing on her science room.
"Excuse me mister sir, but would you mind stepping off of my science classroom? We were scheduled to do rat dissections today."
Godzilla looked at the brave gingercat, and let out a roar. The mighty gingercat continued. "I know who has stolen your property. If I give back what has been stolen, will you let me go?"
As many of you may know, Godzilla is a very good judge of character, so he agreed. He had a feeling that he could trust this puny human. With that, gingercat ran out of the school, breaking the ever important rule of not running in school.
She tracked down the thief, eventually coming to her own house. She stomped upstairs, and knocked on her brother's door.
"Whadda ya want?"
"Give back the plutonium."
A groggy, half dead teen came to the door.
"What's that?"
Gingercat sighed, and stormed into his room, grabbed the plutonium and ran back to school.
"Here!I have it for you!" Godzilla grunted, and moved out of the way. She rushed into class, took her seat, and cut open her rat.

So there you have it.