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I would also like to thank liam4401 for Maxwell Bishop.

School Third person POV 11:00 p.m the night before operation grand fundraiser.

Underneath the school is a boiler room that class 666 always uses for a variety of purposes. This time, however, the boiler room is covered in plastic with a couple of makeshift showers leading in and out of the room. In the center of this room is what appears to be a jacuzzi connected to a series of pipes, filters and other such devices spreading around the room. Setting naked in the in the jacuzzi, however, is none other than the man who will become the Intern of Aperture.

Interns POV

"This sucks," I said to my fellow classmates in the room which amounted to a total of three. Standing outside of the makeshift shower is Katy Teleen one of the more vicious members of class 666, know for her brutality and intelligence which makes her an excellent tactician. Then to my left is Malcolm Gibbon a young man obsessed with the medical field and how to improve for money. He is one of the kinder members of the class. Finally, we have Maxwell Bishop a young Irish man who has a mechanical aptitude. Each and everyone in this room including myself are working in preparation for the upcoming event. Right now I have the unpleasant yet important job of producing sweat. The reasoning for this is due to an event in my childhood.

It take your son to work day and my mother always loved to show me her lab. I was six years old at the time when a small earthquake hit the area of the lab dousing me with a chemical pheromone that is now produced in my sweat. This pheromone attracts headcrabs by the dozens. However, the good news is that there are not aggressive towards me but will often try to take me to the nearest Gonarch for some reason. Katy, on the other hand, is on guard duty, making sure no enters this area making sure any of my massive amount of sweat does not leave the room and attract any unwanted headcrabs. Malcolm is here to make sure I stay hydrated and oversee the filtration of the sweat pheromone from the water.

Then there was Maxwell our class mechanic his job is to make sure the mechanism filtering the water is functioning perfectly. 2 of the 3 of are in hazmat suits to be sure they don't obtain the sent of the purely extracted pheromone. Katy with her hazmat suit removed appeared as a Caucasian female with dark black hair and green eyes. She is wearing a simple black t-shirt and blue jeans while holding an Uzi in her right hand. "I am going to make my rounds" She stated before walking up a set of metallic stairs.

"Hey, Headcrab magnet you remember what happened last Halloween?" asked Maxwell trying to make conversation.

This grabbed my attention "Oh ya I remember it perfectly." I replied to my fellow classmate.

It was Halloween night and the class had been elected to develop and run the school haunted house for the 8th year in a row. Which we gloated about even though we always rigged the election. Since this was to be our last haunted house we decided to go all out. Hell, we even found some hobo who overdosed on heroin on the kids playground the night before. So we put his body in a wooden casket and left it open as part of the decoration. But that has nothing to do with what happened. Maxwell and I were on the second floor putting some extra decorations when I spotted one of the animatronic Headcrabs standing in the next room. "Hey, Bishop the runners supposed to be in the boiler room right?" I asked pointing to it.

"What the hell is it doing there I could have sworn I put them all in the boiler room!" He said looking at the thing. Then the runner sprang to life and charged right at me.

"Not again" I yelled as the creature grabbed me, slung me over its shoulder and jumped out the window.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" Maxwell yelled while grabbing his intercom devise tied around his neck. "We got a code snatch, I repeat a code snatch out the second-floor left wing window!.

Back to reality "Ya thank god Malek is a perfect shot. Otherwise, you all would have had to track me down again." I replied to Maxwell who then started chuckling.

"What is it, Maxwell?" I asked to which he sated.,

"That Halloween incident was nothing compared to how bizarre that Headcrab in a Santa suit who snuck down the chimney and stuffed you in a sack

."Ya that was during our annual Christmas party at Shamanov manor." After finishing the conversation Maxwell who needs to make his way out back to inspect the truck Malek acquired somehow, possibly violently.

After Maxwell left the room leaving me and Malcolm who keeps demanding I drink his homemade concoction of different sports drinks. "Don't worry I have made several gallons of the POWER! " He would say but at the moment he was chuckling. "Man you get grabbed by Headcrabs every holiday" He claimed in a Jamaican accent. "My favorite one was during that old American holiday, Thanksgiving during the football game." My Jamaican friend spat out before he fell into a laughing fit causing me to groan. The incident happened during the class annual football game.

It was a cool autumn morning we got off the bus and prepared the grill and made our way over to the small abandon football field ready for some good old American football. We split up into two teams I was the quarterback of team Evil and Vladimir was the quarterback for team cheaters. To make a long story short it was the fourth quarter with 1:30 on the clock. The score was 26 to 29 in favor of Team cheaters and we were at the 20 yd line. Both our teams have used every underhanded tactic we could think of. Then it happened a Runner somehow managed to. "Zdravstvuyte my comrades." And just like that, I was interrupted from my train of thought.

I turned to look at none other than our president Vladimir, dressed in his trademark black suit and red tie holding a black bathrobe. "We have gathered more than enough sweat and we need everyone out front" Ordered out the class president.

Out of curiosity, I couldn't help but to ask the question "Is something not going according to plan?"

"Well, our mysterious friend has appeared and pending on what he has to say our plans might be altered."He said while I grabbed the white folded towel placed on a towel rack in the right-hand corner of the jacuzzi. I stood up and began to dry myself off. Once I stepped out the heated water and on the cold floor, I held my hand out and Vladimir tossed me the robe.

After putting on a pair of slippers matching the robe since I'm forever banned from using flip-flops after the sleepover incident. "Alright, I'm ready to go," I said walking through the makeshift plastic door and out the room.

outside of the School Interns POV

I am greeted with the sight of almost every member of class 666 standing in the vicinity of our mysterious associate. The man looked at us and time seemed to suddenly stop. well, everything except the members of class 666 seemed frozen in place. If the crows nesting in the trees around us were anything to go by.

This is going to be interesting.