METAL SCHOOL SOLID 2: GUNS OF YORK
Snake walked into the dorm room. He walked into his room. Not Drebin's, not Fox's, but his. He went over to his bed, and retrieved the pistol he hid under it. On a side note, who the hell does that? Buy a gun safe, for Christ's sake. He then walked out of the room, and headed to class. Did I mention he was attending Yorkbond's Combat-for-Dummies Academy in Washington, D.C? It was just north of a secret military installation where several students would probably be headed if they didn't give 2 shits about student loans and, uh, I dunno, THEIR EDUCATION.
Anyway, he walked to class, and by class I mean Battle Royale with blanks. Boss thought that would be good, and everyone who "dies" get's shot in the foot by a weak type of bullet. Saul Goodman, the superintendent and principal and boss of the school didn't think that would be good for PR, but he decided to not say anything because he rather enjoyed his life. He didn't want to get shot in between the eyes and test the theory. And he was making bank off Walter White and couldn't really give 2 shits anyway.
Like the previous 5 times Snake won, because he wasn't a fucking moron who left the safety on (they are blanks anyway, why the fuck do you use your safety) and because he had the finger power to, you know, ACTUALLY PULL THE TRIGGER. No one was really surprised, because Snake wasn't a complete idiot. Fox was the last person Snake "killed" while Drebin just watched, making sure there were no "complications" with the guns that were being used.
After the class was over, Boss called Snake over. Everyone expected a "LUKE, I AM YOUR FATHER" scene, which never came.
"Listen, I've seen you do this 100 times over. I get it, everyone here is an idiot. But you my friend, you used the same mindset that they were Einsteins of combat while going up against them. I used to do that. Couple years back I won this blue bandanna at a pie eating contest. I think you should have it."
"Uhh, thanks?"
Snake then awkwardly walked back to his dorm room.