"Hello little one. I'm Mr. Watson, but you can just call me Gerald. After all, we're all friends here."
Alex stared at the middle aged man ahead of him, dumbfounded.
"I've never met you before in my life. We are not friends."
"So, you are Eliza? Or Maria?"
"Nope!"
"Are you sure? They're the only females in the class."
"Yep!"
"...then you are?"
"And Peggy!"
"Hello, young man. What's your name?"
"I NEED NO INTRODUCTION"
"...good for you. I would, however, like to know your name"
"HERCULESE MULLIGAN!"
"Young man, please get off the table."
"So, Lafayette, what's your favourite part of classes?"
"Oh, I love Mr. Washington. He's sooooo cool!"
"Well that's wonderfu-"
"I like to watch him. Especially at nap time, when he thinks i'm asleep."
"..."
"He has a really shiny head."
"What are all these papers for?"
"Mr. Washington told us you would be inta-view-in us today."
"I'm aware of that."
"He said that you would be asking us how we felt about school and classes."
"Yes. What does this have to do with the paper?"
"Well, I wrote a few essays about my opinions to read to you."
"Alex you're 5 years old."
"So?"
"Eliza, is it?"
"Uh-huh."
"How do you get along with your classmates."
"Oh, I love them!"
"Really? That's great."
"Uh-huh, I think I've adopted most of them at this point."
"Right. That...actually doesn't surprise me."
"You are Thomas?"
"That's me."
"I only called in James."
"Where he goes, I go."
"Yeah, where I go he goes."
"And if you don't know, now you know."
"So John, what's your favourite part of these classes?"
"I like turtles."
"...good for you."
"...how many essays are there, Alex?"
"3"
"Oh, well, that's o-"
"But I have another twelve in my bag."
"Sweet Jesus."
"So, Lafayette, who's your favourite student?"
"NO!"
"What?"
"Don't ask me that!"
"Why not?"
"Two words, Mr Watson, two people and two words: Alex and Thomas."
"Ah...I see. But this is completely confidential, they wouldn't know."
"Yes they would."
"No they...where are you looking? It's just a pile of teddy bears...wait, is there someone in there?"
"...no"
"Hercules?"
"YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE!"
"Wait stop! Come back! Hercules? How did you get there? How long have you been there? Come back!"
"Hello Aaron."
"Hello Mr Watson."
"How Are y-"
"I'm sorry for my classmates."
"OH, your classmates have been fine Aa-"
"It's ok Gerald. You don't have to lie to me."
"I just...hicc."
"Shhh, shh, don't cry. It's ok."
"They're devils! Devils, the lot of them."
"Alright, let it all out. I'm here for you."
"I'm afraid there is no Peggy on my role, young lady"
"Oh...tha's weird."
"Perhaps Mr. Washington made a mistake. I'll go and take it up with him, I'll be right back. Stay here."
"Okay!"
"so then I said: Alex, you dress like the pits of fashion! I heard it in a tv show one time, and it sounded good. But then, he was all like-"
"You know, James, you can talk in this session too."
"Nuh-uh"
"No? Why not?"
"'m sick."
"Yeah Mr Watson, he's sick. Anyway, like I was saying-"
"And so, in conclusion, the students are, as a majority, good. Except for Jefferson, he's a self centered, friend stealing mother f-"
"Ok, that's enough. I think we're done here."
"But Mr Watson, I still have 9 essays to go!"
"Please. Alex. I beg of you. We're done here."
"So, John, you were saying that the school needed more juice?"
"Yeah! Sammy A's apple juice is the best! But i'm only allowed one carton a day."
"That seems reasonable-"
"No Gerald, you don't understand."
"What do you me-"
"I need my apple juice. It's all I have left, in this cruel, cruel world. Everyday, everywhere, all you see is pain. Corruption and pain. I have seen things, Gerald, I know what this world has to offer. And it's not worth it. Do you want to know what gets me out of the bed in the morning, Gerald, do you want to know!?"
"..."
"Apple juice, Gerald. Apple juice."
"Peggy, Mr Washington said you weren't in this class. He said you went to the pre-school next doo- what? Peggy? Where are you?
Peggy?
...
Hello?
...
Mr Washington, she's gone?
What do you mean she'll be fine, she's a child!
...
...I can't believe I'm missing Angelica.
You know what, no. I'm done. I'm back to the first grade classrooms. One insane kid is better than this lot.
"Cold Can is biting the dust. I repeat, Cold Can is biting the dust!" Peggy whispered into her walkie talkie, giggling hysterically.
The toy crackling with static before: "Understood, Daisy Chain. It is time to retreat, I repeat, time to retreat!"
A few minutes later, a small girl in a yellow sun-dress and a slightly taller boy wearing a ninja costume met at the far side of the school field.
"Well done, Daisy Chain! Mission accomplished!"
"Yay! But...what was the mission?"
The ninja shrugged. "I dunno. But it was fun!"
"Yeah!"
"You have to go back now, Pegg-I mean, Daisy Chain."
"I don't want to."
The ninja sighed. "I know. I'm sorry. Maybe one day..."
The younger girl nodded solemnly. She began to made her way towards the wire fence at the edge of the field, but hesitated and, in a sudden rush of movement, turned back to her companion and flung herself around him in a hug.
"I'll miss you!" She sobbed, "I'll miss you, Hercules!"
"I know, Daisy Chain. I'll miss you too. But you can always come back around tomorrow."
The girl nodded into his chest.
"And Daisy Chain?"
"Yeah?"
"It's Clothes Man, to you. Code names, remember?"
Peggy laughed, and gave Hercules one last squeeze before running towards the gate, sliding under it and wriggling through the hedge, making her way towards her Pre-School.
She didn't look back.
So yeah. I don't know. That happened. Poor Peggy, having to go to school alone when her friends are just next door...
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