Word count: 263 | Completed: Yes | Style: Silly | Fandom: Little Britain

“After she finished at the bowling alley,” said the nervous looking man, leading his companion down the hallway,
“Anne decided she wanted to be a teacher. Now she works as a part-time chemistry teacher, and she’s saving every cent she earns until she has enough to buy her very own lawn mower.”
The pair reached the end of the hallway and peered through the small glass window into the chemistry classroom.

“Eh eh eh!” Anne proclaimed, picking up the hydrochloric acid. Carefully she measured 50mls into a beaker, and smashed the rest of the bottle onto the table. Whilst it was slowly melting, she carefully picked up the 50mls of acid and set it down on top of a lit Bunsen burner, that promptly fell over, setting fire to the already melting desk.

“She’s very good with theory…” said the nervous man.

The students were bemusedly copying Anne’s notes from the board, which consisted chiefly of “Eh eh eh, eh eh, eh eh eh eh eh, eh.”, as Anne patrolled the classroom. One of the student’s phone started to ring, and before the boy could reach the phone Anne had swooped down and scooped it up.
“I’m sorry, he’s in class right now.” She said, then hung up and carefully placed the phone on the boy’s head.
“Eh eh eh?” she asked, grabbing his schoolbook. She rubbed the book enthusiastically over her face, chest and bottom before throwing it over her shoulder with a dispirited “Oh..”

Hoping that his companion hadn’t noticed anything, the nervous man hurriedly steered him back down the corridor.

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