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Field Mission

Amazon ran a brush through her blond hair and admired the red streaks. She set the wooden brush on Liz's oak dresser and slung her bag over her shoulder. "So Liz, how're you feeling?"

Liz nervously twisted a pink streak around her index finger. "Anxious I guess. Do you really think I can do it?"

"I do. But an important quality in being a delinquent is having confidence." Amazon peered out the window at the bright morning sky. "I can't wait to see Folsom's expression when she gets to school."

Liz tilted her head to the side. "You never did tell me how you managed to un-cuff yourself from Vallejo."

Amazon smirked slightly with a red tint lighting up her cheeks. "I kind of got the key during a distraction."

Liz noted the blush and smiled widely. "You like him!"

"I do not!" Liz shot her friend a knowing look. "Ok. Maybe."

"It's so sweet and strange at the same time..." Liz sighed. "But you're still going to be a delinquent right?"

Amazon looked horrified. "Of course! Nothing shall make me change my ways! NOTHING!" She pumped her fist in the air to dramatically emphasize her point. Liz rolled her blue eyes and picked up her backpack. The two girls shuffled out the door and down the sidewalk, blinking against the morning sun.

"Won't your dad have worried about where you were last night?" Liz questioned.

"Please," Amazon scoffed. "He barely notices me when I AM at home."

They came upon X Middle School and Amazon paused at the grass line and turned to face Liz. "This is the most important test of your life. This will mark whether or not you are a true delinquent. The Delinquent Hazards will be watching. Make me-and them-proud."

Liz took a deep breath and nodded firmly. She strode up to X and confidently strode through the front doors. Amazon smiled and headed towards the parking lot. It was time to greet Folsom.

...

Folsom leaned back in the leather seat of her limo and scanned the itinerary for Spirit Day. If things went as planned, then everything should run smoothly. The limo slid into her reserved parking spot and Folsom waited for her chauffer to open the door. Climbing out with her head held high, Folsom walked importantly across the parking lot, and for the first time in her educational career she faltered and her stern demeanour fell.

Amazon sat on the stone wall overlooking the broad parking lot. She smiled widely when she saw Folsom and leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. "Ya know Principal F, if you keep gaping like that you're gonna catch flies."

Folsom clamped her jaw closed and felt her right eye twitch. "How-when-why-?"

Amazon rolled her green eyes. "Please. There was no way I was spending the night at school with-"Her voice faltered for just a second before she regained her composure. "-Vallejo. He should really have kept the key in a safer place."

Folsom glared daggers at the smug girl in front of her. If Amazon had managed to escape, she had an entire night and morning to lay out the plan for whatever prank she came up with. She would deal with that later. Now she wanted Amazon under watch IMMEDIATELY. "FILLMORE!"

...

Liz slipped her books in her locker and glanced around. Every student was wearing the school colours to support Spirit Day. She, of course, got scornful looks because of her white and black ensemble. She never was one to wear red.

Liz took a deep breath and started down the hall. Amazon had said she would take care of security, but nothing else. Liz headed towards the science wing, where Lobstee the Lobster was currently being held, guarded by the Student Council Vice President.

Liz peered through the window and noted that the VP was standing dutifully in front of the glass cage that held the red lobster. She stared at the rows of windows that were lined up behind the VP. Muttering softly to herself Liz hurried outside and ran all the way around the science wing until she came upon the windows. Removing a paperclip from her pocket, she picked the lock on the window and eased it open. She silently climbed over the sill and perched on the shelf on the other side. She scooped up a book and knocked the VP over the head with it.

"I honestly did not think that would work..." Liz awed before pulling a pair of plastic gloves from her other pocket and slipping them on. She dug the items out of her bag and arranged them around Lobstee. She slipped the cover over him and stepped over the VP, carrying the mascot with her.

Liz hurried out into the hall and closed the door shut firmly behind her. She moved Lobstee's habitat underneath one arm and flicked her hood up with the other. A kid was coming her way.

"Hey kid!"

The brunette halted and glanced at her. "Y-yeah?"

"I need you to do me a favour. Bring this to the auditorium and place it on the podium onstage. Leave the cover on. Tell Folsom the VP sent you with it cause he's a bit busy looking after the other activities for Spirit Day. You don't want to mess this up, do you kid?"

The kid was confused, but decided not to question the hooded figure that sounded like he could whack his head clean off. "Sure. Whatever you say."

Liz watched the kid take off down the hall. "Mission one complete." She removed her hoodie and stuffed it in her bag with a smile. Now it was time for phase two.

...

Amazon sat in between Fillmore and Ingrid. Vallejo had chosen to sit as far away from her as possible, not wanting his fellow officers to question the sudden fondness he had developed for her. The delinquent found this all to be very amusing, and when she noticed Liz shuffled into the auditorium and sit behind her, she gave her friend a questioning glance. Liz nodded in return, a smile on her face.

Amazon slipped a hand casually into her pocket and activated the security system again. Liz leaned back in her seat and smiled brightly, filled with excitement and nerves. She had gotten rid of the hoodie and gloves, and all evidence was disposed of. It was the actual prank that made her twist in her seat with anxiety.

"Students and staff of X Middle School..."

Amazon rolled her green eyes in annoyance and tuned out Folsom's droning voice. It really did get annoying after awhile. So she leaned her head back against the seat and let her eyes flutter close.

...

"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!"

The ear-piercing shriek had Amazon bolting upright. She cleared the sleep from her vision and stared at the screaming and horrified students and teachers. She glanced at Liz, who subtly gestured towards the stage.

Amazon followed the gesture and stared. Lobstee, the school's mascot and beloved lobster, was wriggling around on a plate, covered in butter and surrounded by parsley and olive oil. Liz had obviously replaced the glass cage with this...dinner theme.

Amazon snorted and started to laugh. She wasn't the only one. Every other delinquent in the room was howling with laughter as well. But she just happened to be the one getting the murderous glares.

"Do you think this is funny?" Fillmore demanded.

"Well duh! I'm laughing aren't I? And stop looking at me like that! I can honestly say I didn't do it. But I totally adore and admire the person that did!" Amazon fell into another fit of laughter, holding her sides and snickering.

"Drop the balloons!" Folsom hissed, her fury struggling to overtake her and make her storm over to Amazon and throttle her.

Amazon perked up when the microphone picked this up. She glanced quickly at Liz, who fingered her binder and gave the briefest of nods. She managed to lock eyes with the delinquent a few rows back. She inclined her head towards the balloons, and he understood. Soon the subtle and undetectable gesture was passed on until every delinquent caught it. A few other students did as well, but none knew what it meant. It was delinquent code, after all.

The second the balloons dropped, every trouble maker and prankster in the auditorium swung bags and binders over their heads to block them from whatever was in the balloons. Amazon shielded herself with her binder and grinned widely when every student and teacher was bombed with tarter sauce. "NICE!"

Students screamed and tried to avoid the thick white gloop splattering in their hair and on their clothes. The delinquents were laughing and shouting over at each other, and started exchanging high-fives. Amazon and Liz grinned at each other and bumped fists. The teachers and safety officers were trying to calm everyone down, but to no avail. Fillmore gripped the edge of his plush seat and scowled at Amazon. The delinquent widened her eyes innocently.

"I said I didn't do it. And besides, it's Folsom's fault for using so many balloons." Liz snickered at her comment.

The auditorium silenced only when Folsom's enraged shout echoed across the auditorium.

"KOWALSKI! HANSON! MY OFFICE! NOW!"