Authors Note: Procrastination. The reason why our updates are dodgy at best. We apologise for this, and would offer you a delightful virtual muffin basket, but Batman ate it. And so, on with the chapterygyybybyeyytyubeyeeevyeveevcbgrhuymgtaaaaaaaand Alex has struck again. Sorry 'bout that.

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After the arrival of Darsi and his friends, things went back to normal for the high scho-no wait, I tell a lie. Tia tried her hand at baking again, and the only casualty was her making rice explode in the microwave…it was in a container made for that purpose too…Anyway, apart from Tia's semi-suspicious rum balls and cookies; it was back to normal.

Then of course, someone had to change the setting from 'regular insanity' to 'OH. MY. GOD. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" These people were, surprisingly, Jaz and Near.

The two of them had cornered Steve, Daniel and Isaac in a remote location (read-Jaz dragged two of them behind the admin building by their ears and kicked the other one in that direction). After explaining their situation to the three boys, they were given the following responses.

"So," Daniel said. "After kicking and dragging us here, you want to ask us to help you two mess with the school work of Tia, Mello, Matt, Zelda, Cora, A, BB and the twins…"

"…because they sabotaged your assignment, and you're not asking Darsi because he'll say no instantly and tell his sister." Isaac finished.

"I'm in!" Steve cheered. The other two boys gave him an odd look. "What? It's fun to mess with Zelda and you know it Isaac."

"I suppose," sighed Isaac. "Alright, I'll help you, but next time, just ask without the physical injury."

"Silly British boy, that's no fun at all." Jaz informed him. "What about you Dan? You in?"

"No. We'll just end up as targets as well."

"Darsi tells me that you were considered a technological genius at your previous high school," Near said.

"Well…" Dan scratched his head sheepishly. "I'm pretty good with computers…"

"Pretty good? I've yet to see a system you couldn't hack!" Isaac scoffed.

"Well-"

"Matt is an expert hacker." Near interrupted Dan. "He was also been dubbed the best at Information Technology class. If you help us, then you could see who the best really is." Dan paused, weight up his options, then sighed.

"Alright, I'll help you. Who's first?"

"Zelda," Jaz grinned. "She's got an assignment coming up, and I think Steve is the perfect person to screw it up; I've also talked Tia into helping you for this one only."

"What do ya need?" And that is how things started to go from normal crazy, to suicidally crazy.

(I am an Itachi page break: Foolish little brother, you lack hatred.)

Two days later, Zelda was standing in front of her Home Economics class, bouncing on her feet in impatience. Because of how the classes worked, she had this subject alone. However, she got to cook for an assignment today, so she wasn't as depressed as normal.

When the teacher finally let everyone in, Zelda was the first to start cooking. The assignment said anything goes, as long as it was a dessert. With a flash of ten in the morning spontaneousness, she decided to make…strawberry upside down cake with chocolate and cream filling! (She would later blame BB, Mello and that L guy they were talking about at breakfast for the complicated dish.)

About half way through the lesson, Zelda had finished mixing everything into the bowls and was going to put them into the oven; when the teacher called her up to the front of the room for a minute. Leaving her lovely unbaked cake to fend for itself. It was this moment that Steve and Tia struck.

Creeping into the classroom, they ninja'd their way over to Zelda's station. Steve pulled out various phials and tipped them into the cake mixture. Tia dutifully stirred it all through and shoved it into the oven. They'd almost made it to the door when…

"Steve! Tia! What are you guys doing here?" Zelda called out cheerfully.

"Just wanted to wish you luck, is all." Steve covered quickly.

"Yeah, so what you making?" Tia questioned.

"Strawberry upside down cake! With chocolate and cream filling! It's going to be soo good! Well, bye!" Zelda turned around and checked her cake, forgetting that she hadn't put it in the oven herself. Tia grabbed Steve and ran out of the building; she also texted Jaz telling her that they'd succeed and that everyone should quit class ten minutes early so that they could see what happened.

So twenty minutes later fourteen extra teens were piling into Zelda's class. They were just in time to see Zelda take her cake out of the oven. Zelda placed the strawberry upside down cake on the cooling rack at the front of the room, turned to address her friends, and whipped back around after her teacher gave a high-pitched scream. (Funny thing is; the teacher's a guy.) Her eyes bludged out of her head, and Steve chose that moment to sum up the entire situation.

"It's allliiiivvveeee!" He yelled, drawing out the 'alive'.

"It's…Cakezilla!" Tia declared. That was close enough. The cake had somehow tripled its original size and was sliding over to the teacher.

"You…ate my cousin…and my mother…and my father…and my brothers…and my sisters…and…pretty much my entire family. Everyone that is guilty will pay," the cake rasped. The teacher and the other students decided that they should book it down the corridor screaming bloody murder. The cake slowly slid after them, leaving Zelda and her friends in the empty classroom. All was quiet until…

"STEVE AND TIA, WHAT DID YOU BOTH DO?!" Zelda screamed.

"Tia put the cake in the oven for you when we visited after stirring it." Steve said quickly.

"Tia," growled Zelda, glaring at her friend. Tia chose that moment to run for her life, Zelda right behind her. The others just laughed; except for Near, but he did smile a bit. Then A had a thought.

"Cakezilla's family would be cakes, chocolate, cream and strawberries, right?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'd guess so, why?" Jaz gave him an odd look.

"Well, if he's mad at the teacher and the other students, imagine how pissed he'd be if he knew about Mello, BB and L!" That statement brought an evil smile to Cora's face. Whether or not she planned to sick Cakezilla on Mello and BB will never be known, as Alice duct-taped her mouth shut as a precaution…using Darsi's duct-tape.

(I am a Sasuke page break: I will kill you, Itachi!)

It took another week for Jaz and Near to strike again. When questioned on this, Near gave perhaps the saddest truth as a reason.

"If we make sure to spread out the attacks, and use different people each time, they'll just think you were getting bored and attribute everything to the general craziness of this school. They'll never know that Jaz and I were actually enacting revenge." As stated previously, sad but true.

This week, Tia had to hand in an assignment for art. The medium was clay; the students sketched their design then made it into a sculpture. Tia had chosen to make a raven, placing great detail into the bird. Today was the deadline, and she was very satisfied with her project. Because of this, she had been chosen as the target. Jaz insisted they wait until she's gotten graded this time, as clay was Tia's worst art form, and she'd been working on it for weeks. Jaz wasn't completely heartless.

Near had to admit, Jaz had been quite creative with the revenge method this time. It also let them take vengeance on Mello without jeopardising his schooling (Near had assured them all that not one person would be living in the school if his grades slipped).

In Mello's class…

Mello stalked out of his classroom muttering to himself about idiots of the world. This was the only class he had without anyone, as Zelda was in Home Ec, Tia had Art and Matt took I.T…not that he really learnt anything; he took over a lesson once…Mello was shocked out of his reverie by Isaac randomly pooping out from a corner.

"Hi Mello, can I try a hypnotism technique on you?" Mello blinked at the unusual question-even for this place- then scoffed.

"There's no such thing as hypnotism, it's just a bunch of bullshit made up to sell to idiots."

"Then you won't mind me trying anyway." Isaac dragged Mello away. Mello saw no harm, like he said, hypnotism was fake.

In Tia's art class…

Tia handed over her finished raven to Mr Hetmans. Even though she loved art, she loathed this man, as he had negative 100 level of enthusiasm for anything he taught, and had chosen clay sculptures as the assessment after hearing she sucked at it. This was her moment of glory, however, as she'd accepted and beaten his challenge. Tia knew she'd won be the depressed look on Hetmans' face, it meant she'd passed and he couldn't kick her out. Nothing could ruin this moment.

"Well Tia," Hetmans said begrudgingly. "This is very well made. You get an A-" He was cut off by an enraged cry.

"This is not art, un!" Tia turned in confusion.

"Mello? What are you doing?" She asked slowly.

"Who's Mello, un?" The blonde looked at her oddly then turned his attention back to the sculptures at the front of the room. Tia's had been the last one to be graded.

"Give me those, un!" Mello snatched all the sculptures from Hetmans and stalked off to the oval. While the class watched in confusion, Tia followed him. Eventually so did everyone else.

Mello lined all twenty sculptures on the oval, walked back about 100 metres, then raised a hand in a strange sign.

"Katsu," Tia was the only one that heard him speak, but she quickly forgot it as the sculptures blew up!

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!" Screeched three of the girls in the class. Tia wasn't really paying them any attention, as she was fascinated by the explosion before her, but something clicked after hearing Mello's reply.

"Art is fleeting, un. Like an explosion! Something that lasts only for moment; that you'll remember for your life, un." Saying 'un', the hand sign, 'Katsu', the explosion, not responding to Mello…

"Deidara," she said in disbelief. Mello grinned at her.

"That's me, un! Good to know someone knows who I am," he bragged. The others randomly appeared at that moment.

"We heard things go boom, did we miss it?" The twins asked.

"I can make more if you'd like, un," Deidara/Mello informed her.

"What is wrong with Mello?" Near inquired.

"There you are!" Everyone turned as Isaac came running up. When he stopped to catch his breath, he managed to gasp out "Chocolate!"

"Where?" Everyone turned back to Mello, who seemed normal. While the others stared at him in confusion, Tia turned to Isaac.

"What did you do to him?!" She questioned.

Isaac finally caught his breath and responded. "I asked him if I could try a new hypnotism technique on him…when he went under I was thinking of a command and I realised that he looked like Deidara's long lost twin or something…so I told him he was Deidara of the Akatsuki, read him Deidara's personality from the Naruto Wiki and said he'd stay like that until he heard the word 'chocolate'…didn't think he do this much damage." Isaac surveyed the charred section of the oval sheepishly.

"I told you that hypnotism doesn't work," argued Mello.

"Apparently it does," Jaz contradicted him. "So…if that's all, I'm going back to class; come on Near." After that the large group slowly dispersed. Tia thumped Mello over the head before leaving, but nothing else of major note happened.

Later, Mello found that Tia was regulating his chocolate supply to three bars a day (one per meal) for the rest of the week in punishment. He was going to kill Isaac, but Matt pointed out that Mello agreed to it and as such brought this on himself. Mello hated it when Matt was right.

(Tobi is a good page break! :D)

The third victim was the one that Dan had been anticipating for the last three weeks. It had been four days since the Deidara Incident and the principal had banned Isaac from ever using his hypnotism on school grounds again. Now Dan was heading to his Information Technology class, for which he was the only grade nine. Everyone else was in year ten, but the course was the same for year nines and tens; things changed in the next two years, but this was just more fortunate for him. After all, this meant Matt was in his class.

They had an assignment due in three days. If Matt was as good as Near said, then simply hacking the boy's laptop and deleting his work wouldn't work. This meant that Dan had to break out the big guns.

Matt walked into the class and took his seat opposite Dan. They'd gotten on pretty well, being the best in the class, but Dan was…well, Matt didn't think he was hiding something, per se, but the younger boy was definitely holding something back. Shrugging it off, Matt loaded up his computer and waited for the boring standard school messages to go away. That had to be the only downside to basically freeloading the school Wi-Fi. The teacher called the class to attention to take the role, and it was in the three seconds that Matt looked up that Dan struck.

Matt's attention returned to his screen, and in a millisecond he was on his feet. "OH HELL TO THE FUCKING NO!" He roared. The entire class jumped and stared at the normally mild tempered boy in slight fear.

"What's wrong Matt?" The teacher asked timidly. Seriously, as soon as a student raises their voice, the guy turns into a snivelling wimp. It's pathetic really.

"Some sorry son of a bitch hacked my computer!" Matt yelled, frantically restarting his now frozen laptop in a desperate attempt to revive it. When it finally re-loaded (four minutes forty-two seconds later-Matt counted), Matt screamed again. "GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!"

"That bad?" Dan asked sympathetically. Internally, he was issuing Matt a silent challenge.

"Everything has been erased. EVERYTHING." Matt said. "From all the basic school programs, to the internet, heck, I won't even be able to trace the hack until at least five days from now, and the trail's going to be cold by then!" Matt turned to glare at the class. "It has to have been someone in this block at the very least, they used a close modem hacking technique. I want it documented that this. Means. War. I will find them and make them pay!" Matt vowed.

Dan smirked to himself as Matt went back to bemoaning over his poor computer. This could prove fun…

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