(I apologize for the lack of umlauts)
I'm in
German class. The teacher, somewhat annoyed by me blurting out the answer to every "
Was bedeutet 'foo'" question he asked, sent me to some underground [
labyrinth where I befriended a snake named Scott. He was a Scot, no joke. He spoke deutsch, however, but he always referred to it as
dutch. The conversation was mostly filled with basic conversational German that I had learned in the past couple of months, but he would occasionally slip something in from my childhood fluency in German that was long forgotten when assimilating to
American culture. He also talked about Pancakes a lot. "Ich mochte
Pfannkuchen, Gib mich Pfannkuchen!" "Gibt es Pfannkuchen?" (I'd like pancakes, give me pancakes and Are there any pancakes?) When I gave him pancakes, he would curl around my body and shake. This was like having an
orgasm in my ankles.
Scott looked at me and told me that the bell was about to ring and that Herr Hoppe would let me borrow his bicycle to go home if I missed the bus. I was stuck in the labrynth however, and so Scott took me to his house and picked up the telephone with his teeth and called Herr Hoppe.
"Hoppe!"
"Ja, ist Andi da?"
"Hier ist Andi!" (he had a very excited tone the entire time)
An image appeared on the wall, a big box with a diagonal line split between it and in the center of the line was a circle with a telephone in it. On each side of the telephone was an image of Scott and Herr Hoppe.
"Andi, Aimee ist bei mich. Kann sie gehen?"
"Nein! Sie ist ein blod madchen!"
"Bitte, Andi."
"Doch."
"Doch?"
"DOCH!"
"Warum sagst du 'Doch?'"
"A SHIP IS LANDING ON THE DOCK! RUN!"
A big wave came splashing into the labyrinth and I was wisked away into a big sewer and as I hit the end, I awoke.