by Liz
Fighting fractions by moonlight
Challenging teachers by daylight
Reading Shakespeare at midnight
She is the one named Sailor Pi
She would never forget math operation
Or the rules of heat condensation
3.14 can save any situation
She is the one named Sailor Pi
She is the one
Sailor Pi!
Bizzie, Kenny, Mel A. and Thistle decided that they ought to split up. Mel A. was pretty content on reforming the Spice Girls, while Thistle wanted to find Wind (and maybe even Fire) and Bizzie wanted more than anything to find the Sailors. Kenny didn't really care either way, but he definitely didn't want to become a Spice Girl.
"Kenny," Mel A. pleaded, "Do you know what the original Spice Girls' problem was? They were all girls! What we need is a guy! It'll be the Spice Girls n' Guys!"
"Um, no thanks, Mel, I'd really prefer to stay here and fight Queen Beryl."
"Whatever you say, but it's your loss."
"Why won't you come with me to find Wind, Kenny?"
"Thistle, I want really want to-"
"You really really really really really wanna zig-zig-ha?"
"NO I REALLY REALLY REALLY DON'T WANT TO ZIGGA ZIG HA!" The three girls stared at him, never having heard him raise his voice quite like that before. "I'm sorry," he said, "But I don't."
"Okay, so are you guys bailing on me or something? You don't like me anymore?" Mel A. seemed to be throwing a huge sympathy-craving fit. "Fine, I'll just go myself and prove to the real Spice Girls that I have what girl power REALLY is."
"Wait a second," said Thistle, "The Spice Girls are in London right now, right?"
"Yes."
"That's where Wind is supposed to be! I'll come with you, Mel."
"You will? Oh thank you! You know what the Spice Girls look like, right?"
"Right, I could pick them out of a croud in an instant. Except for Posh..."
"Oh, don't worry, just look for the one in the little Gucci dress."And with that, they were gone, leaving Kenny and Bizzie standing alone.
"So....nice day we're having, eh?"
"Yes, it... is.... very... nice." Bizzie was trying her hardest not to speak in Shakespearean dialect. The last thing she needed was for Kenny to think she was strange as well.
"You know, Bizzie, I grew up in a town called South Park where-"
Instead of paying attention, Bizzie was struggling to think of what to say next. Finally she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Godyegoodmorrow" she spat out as she ran away as fast as she could.
"Bizzie, wait for me!" Kenny called as he watched a red dot moving further and further away into the forest.
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