AN: Ashley Armbruster and Recess is created by Paul Germain and Joe Ansolabehere and © to Disney.
Rebecca Starlet and Elizabeth Bruiser is created and © by me, the Sharper.
Chapter 4
The crickets chirped as night fell all across the sprawling campus at Middleton High. Clouds began to cover the skies, for there was a chance of storms. With the lights of the high school campus itself off, the only light came from that of the Middleton High gymnasium.
Veruca allowed a few of the cheerleaders to leave
Inside the gym, the Middleton Cheerleader Squad was forming a pyramid that consisted of: Bonnie, Tara, Crystal, Ashley Armbruster, and Jessica. The middle consisted of Hope, Marcella, and Kim. Elizabeth Bruiser and Rebecca Starlet served their roles as spotters.
Liz, meanwhile, was sitting in the bleachers. She had a cast on her foot from a previous cheering accident last week. The cast was adorned with get-well wishes from her friends. She was especially warmed by the messages of "Get Well's" from Kim and her group of cheerleading friends. She angrily glared at Veruca, Rebecca, and Elizabeth, for they didn't sign her cast.
All that was left was a sole cheerleading captain for the very top of the pyramid. That cheerleader happened to be Veruca.
On the mat floor stood Ron with the Mad Dog mask on top of his head. He began to clench his stomach.
"Oh man…I shouldn't have had that Grande Naco Supreme….gotta ask…Veruca for….bathroom!" he groaned.
He slowly walked up to Veruca and requested, "Ughh…Veruca….may I use the little boys room?"
Veruca scoffed, "Ughh…fine, mascot!"
"Ohh…why do you always call me by my position and not my real name?" Ron complained, putting the mask off his head.
"Because you're the mascot of the squad, duh, and nothing else!" Veruca rebuked, "Now go to the bathroom before I change my mind!"
Ron rushed out of the double doors into the school hallways as fast as possible.
And then she turned to the girls that were involved in her pyramid, "Okay, you filthy dust-covered maggots, take a 10-minute break! But after that, I want to see my damn pyramid!"
Kim muttered to herself, "And a bar of lye soap for your mouth as well…"
The cheerleaders came down from the pyramid and took another water break.
Veruca, meanwhile, went outside the front of the gym, carrying her gym bag. The thunder began to roll from a far distance and the southeastern wind was blowing against the fragile tree limbs.
"I'll show that good-for-nothing bitch that only I control the squad! And since…..wait…if Ron is using the restroom…."
She laid the bag onto the grass and got out a walkie-talkie and spoke in it, "Tightlips! Are the dogs ready?"
"Everything is set, O Sacred Princess, but what's wrong?" Tightlips replied on the other end. They were in the bathroom in D-Hall, the science wing that was closest to the gym.
"That pesky mascot is coming your way!" Veruca shouted into the walkie-talkie. A rumble of thunder echoed in the distance and the wind was whipping up her brown hair. "Do not let him discover my plan!"
"On it!" Tightlips obeyed. He turned his attention to an OUT OF ORDER sign on the floor and then he turned his head to one of the servants, wearing the number 118 on the standard-gray uniform. "Servant 118, put the OUT OF ORDER sign on the outside of the door, so that the stupid moron in the mascot would not see out plan!"
"It will be done to the Princess's will!" Servant 118 replied, taking the sign and placing it on the outside.
And then her cell phone rang.
"Oh great, what is it…" she muttered before taking the call. It was one of the recording executives.
"Veruca, we need to delay the release date by a couple of days! We need to Auto-tune the CD some more!" the executive replied through the receiver.
"Autotune it more? What's wrong with it as is?" the nut heiress questioned.
"We need to adjust the pitch more correctly with the machine. If one pitch doesn't fit, your CD, and your pop career tour, may go down in flames!" the executive said.
"Ugh….fine, but if you screw around with my CD, your ass is going to be toast!" Veruca scowled.
"Yes, Miss Salt, we won't fail you!" the executive panicked, ending the call.
Ron was running in the hallways with the Mad Dog mask in his hand. He was in D-Hall.
"Ooohhh…..gotta find a good bathroom…." he moaned, looking around for an unoccupied bathroom.
He spotted the boys restroom but had the OUT OF ORDER sign on it.
"Oh man…." Ron whined, "I'll try C-Hall….."
Kim sat on the bleachers of the gym, talking with Wade on the Kimmunicator.
"Wade, how long before that CD of Veruca's comes here to Middleton?" Kim asked.
Wade typed in, "Since her worldwide release will be in 24 hours it'll be…..2 hours before it reaches city limits and…according to the site there's been a sudden change in the date by a few days!"
She gasped, "But Wade, what can we do? I don't want the squad to look like a bunch of…you know…stuck-up cheerleaders, even though there ARE some on the squad!" She rolled her eyes around, referring to Veruca and her Wannabes.
"Well, Kim, I'd be far more worried about the lyrics starring you…..especially in track six! And the language is not going to be pretty" Wade warned.
"Starring me? Oh I bet it's something totally on the negative side…." Kim scowled.
Wade nodded his head and pulled up the description of the lyrics.
Kim began to read the name of the track, "And Kim is a…..WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"
Her green pupils bulged out in shock and horror. She was shocked at what was being said on the lyrics.
" Kim also loves to throw a tantrum fit!
She also loves to be a disgusting pig
A pig who is so big
That it can eat it's own…..WHHHHAAAAATTTT?!"
She was mortified that some of the curse words, which borderlines on an R-rating, would make it onto a CD and attempt to slander her very good name.
"Wade… this is horrible, horrible music! This is clearly the worst thing that despicable Veruca has ever done to me!"
"Agreed, and, again, you don't have much time before that CD hits shelves!" Wade warned.
"I'll make sure that my and my friend's names don't get ruined!" Kim vowed before turning off the Kimmunicator.