A.N. I found two Detention fanfictions, but one was only a one shot and the other was unfinished - and then removed much to my disappointment - so I decided to write a longer and completed story. Also, I wanted to capture Miss Kisskillya's military attitude just like the founders did. I think I captured her pretty well, though it might be slightly exaggerated.

It was now near the end of eighth grade at the Benedict Arnold Middle School, which also meant graduation. Everyone couldn't wait for graduation, except for Shelly Kelley - but then that was Shelly for ya, she was the only student who liked Miss Kisskillya much less got along with her. As for the old gang - Orangejella and Lemonjella LaBelle, Gug Gugleamo, Duncan Bubble, Jim Kim, Emmitt Roswell, and Shareena Wickett - they couldn't be happier. Often they would hang out during recess, lunch, and after school and discuss how much better their lives were going to get, especially now that they won't have to put up with Miss Kisskillya anymore. That one detail often prevented Shelley from joining them like she used too, which just made the gang happier since they could never stand her. They were so happy that they were actually looking forward to high school, which is a huge rarity due to school progressively getting harder as you move up the grade. However none of them had ever heard any stories about the high school they were transferring to that sounded worse than anything Miss Kisskillya had done before. And speaking of bad things that Miss Kisskillya had done, the last stunt she was going to pull was going to top it all...except for eventually two particular students.

It was about two weeks, a Thursday, before graduation, and the gang was in detention. You know, same ol', same ol'. Miss Kisskillya's final speech before dismissal ended up not being 'same ol', same ol' though.

"Now students, two days before graduation there will be a formal dance you will have to go to." Miss Kisskillya said, again sounding like a military sergeant addressing the troops - but then again she was a military sergeant before transferring to B.A.M.S. so...

"And when I say 'have to' I mean 'non-optional'." Miss Kisskillya continued. "Anyone who deserts this dance will receive an F in Electives."

The gang just shrugged this off at first, after all Miss Kisskillya often put on dances so that she could practice keeping a larger crowd than usual under control. But then Miss Kisskillya mentioned the next detail about the dance, which ended up as a huge shock for everyone but Shelley.

"And another thing: this dance is coed, meaning students will have to pair off in groups of one boy and one girl." Miss Kisskillya kept hitting her riding crop in her hand behind her back as she continued. "Anyone trying to cheat their way out of this will also receive an F in Electives."

The students switched from bored to aghast, horrified that Miss Kisskillya had just beat her record for most cruelty in a detention period.

"This is to prepare you for the hormone wars that you will have to face in high school." Miss Kisskillya now really sounded like a sergeant. "This is no Battleship or video game soldiers, high school is the real deal, the real deal of the battles of peer pressure. High school is not for Home Front wimps, it is for tough soldiers who would never cry at being turned down by someone they like."

A.N. I know that those who had to stay on the Home Front during past wars were not wimps, but try telling Miss Kisskillya that. Sometimes soldiers are so caught up in the marching, training, and battles that they forget that there are hardships to be survived back home too. At least that's what an old Looney Tune cartoon hinted (Private SNAFU - The Home Front, in case you want to see it).

"Oh, and before you go this dance will be a girls-ask-boys dance." Miss Kisskillya added just as the detention period ended.

Emmitt immediately paled and looked terrified, just as Shelley smiled happily and glanced flirtingly at Emmitt.

"DEETENTIIOON DIIISSS-MISSED!"

The gang immediately left, but no one left faster than Emmitt. Heck, he didn't even bother to put on his backpack, he just grabbed it and ran.

A.N. The gang had to get backpacks for eight grade since the homework pile got bigger.

"Wow, Emmitt ran just like The Flash." Jim said, impressed, as he and the remainder of the gang walked down the hall.

"Considering Shelley is obviously going to ask him to that dance I don't blame him for leaving like that." Gug frowned. "I don't know why Miss Kisskillya set up that stupid dance anyway, it's not like I'm ever going to be interested in girls."

"Just as well, no girl would ever be interested in you." Orangejella smirked.

"Like I care."

"Well you should care about your grade," Lemonjella pointed out. "You're cutting it close as it is."

"That's true...darn it." Gug muttered, remembering that he had just barely managed to scrape up enough good grades in order to graduate; one bad grade could ruin everything.

"It's too bad Supergirl is too busy protecting Earth, she could take me." Jim thought out loud.

No one wanted to cause an argument by pointing out that Supergirl doesn't exist, they were all irritated enough already.

"Poor Emmitt." Duncan changed the subject, using his yoyo instead of his voice since he's mute.

"Duncan's right, any girl is better than Smelly Kelley." Gug agreed.

"We have to save him." Lemonjella nodded. "He is our friend."

"Maybe one of the superheroes can help us by getting rid of Shelley." Jim suggested.

At this point they left the building and walked outside.

"That won't work, Shelley isn't evil she's just brainwashed." Shareena shook her head, speaking for the first time since school ended. "A better idea would be to get a different girl to take Emmitt, if nothing else it would at least get Shelley off his back until after the dance."

"Unorthodox, yet genius." Orangejella commented. "Though I'm surprised that you're suggesting Emmitt going to the dance at all."

"Well, Miss Kisskillya did say that it is non-optional." Shareena pointed out. "Besides I know Emmitt, he's too polite to turn down an invitation without a non-insulting reason."

"Meaning that if Shelley asks him, he'll have no choice but to say yes unless he can think of an alibi." Jim realized. "No wonder he left the school so fast."

"So who?" Duncan asked.

"Yea, who else would take Emmitt to the dance?" Gug agreed. "It's not like he's popular or anything."

"I was thinking of taking him." Shareena admitted.

"WHAT?" The rest of the gang stopped, their eyes bugged out.

"Well mom is sure to hear about the dance and force me to go, even though I don't need to worry about that F." Shareena explained, also stopping. "And he's the only guy I can tolerate going to a dance with."

"That is true, you two due have some similarities." Orangejella noted.

"Like the fact that you both love supernatural beings, just different kinds." Lemonjella noted.

"Yup, I've got Earth covered and he's got outer space covered." Shareena nodded. "Well, I'd better go find him before Shelley does."