Kihonne: Hey everyone! Kihonne here, with Perry 2.0. But before we get to that, shout outs!
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Kihonne: Alright, so, since he's basically tortured for the duration of the episode, I'll let Alistair do the disclaimer.
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Chase's POV
"Seriously though! Check it out!" Calla exclaimed, showing me her phone as she, Leo, and I walked into the school lobby. Apparently, Rebeccka had started texting her random things at random times of the day. And each text was weirder than the last.
"Edmund is a racist lizard-koala." I read aloud. I looked at Calla. "I'm sorry, but what?"
"You tell me. I thought she liked that Edmund guy." Calla replied. "At least this is better than the first text she sent me."
"What was the first text she sent you?" Leo asked curiously.
"Holy crap! It's Ted!" Calla read off her phone. "That girl has issues."
"No kidding." Leo smirked, then frowned. "Hey, what's that?" he asked. We all turned to see Principal Perry walking into the center of the lobby. One of my fellow mathletes, Ryan, was following her with a speaker.
"Morning germ sacks!" She greeted in her usual way. The only difference was that she was using a microphone rather than yelling at us. "I know that you've all been complaining that the technology around here isn't quite…" the microphone glitched "isn't quite…" another glitch.
Principal Perry banged the microphone against her hand and it let out an awful screech. Not for the first time, I despised having super sensitive bionic hearing. "…state of the art." Principal Perry finished when the screeched died away. "So, thanks to yours truly, we're getting cutting edge equipment for the whole school to enjoy."
"Seriously?" Leo gasped. He wasn't the only one. Everyone seemed excited about the new equipment, and I didn't blame them. It would be so great to have something in the school that wasn't powered by a hamster.
"Jojo, Betty, wheel it in like it's hot!" Principal ordered. We turned to see two of the lunch ladies roll in a cart with a sheet on top.
"Hey, has it ever occurred to you that there are more lunch ladies in this school than teachers?" Calla asked me. I smirked.
"The food's not even that good." I replied. She laughed quietly.
"Behold, Mission Creek High's brand new…" The lunch ladies ripped off the sheet to reveal a TV from the eighties "…media center!"
"I don't think you can call it technology if you have to change the channel with pliers." Leo commented. I frowned, wrinkling my nose as a disgusting odour hit my nose.
"Why do I smell formaldehyde?" Calla questioned, obviously recognizing the odour as well. The school had used it to preserve frogs for dissections until the health board forced them to use safer products.
"Because, I found it on the curb outside the morgue." Principal Perry replied. We all stared at her. "I'm getting all my Christmas presents there too. My Aunt Diana's getting sheets."
"How is this thing new?" I demanded.
"It's new to you, lady-face." She retorted. I frowned. I did not have a lady-face!
"I'm pretty sure this thing is older than Mrs. Thistle." Calla commented. Leo looked at her.
"Wait, that's possible?" he asked. Principal Perry ignored both of them.
"Okay, let's fire up the media center!" She grinned, plugging it in. The screen turned on for a brief second, then sparks flew from it and every light in the school shut off. "Okay, minor set back. But for the record, you all look much better in this light."
We all glared at her, but she walked away. Calla sighed, pulled out her phone, and activated the flashlight app.
"Mr. Harrison's English class, follow me!" she ordered. Leo and I, along with ten of kids in the hall, followed her as she led the way to our first period class.
Bree's POV
"Excuse me?" I turned around to see a boy my age. He was tall, had an Irish accent, and I had never seen him before.
"Hi." I greeted. Jaden and Adam turned away from their talk of the Olympics to see who I was talking to.
"Terribly sorry to trouble you, but could you help me find me locker?" he asked. Adam frowned.
"I'm sorry; none of us speak leprechaun." The boy looked confused and slightly offended. I smiled.
"But he is fluent in doofus." I told the boy. He smiled and handed me his sheet of paper. "Oh, you're right there!" I pointed to the locker next to Jessica's. "Number 324."
"Brilliant." The boy grinned. "Oh, I'm Alistair by the way. I'm a foreign exchange student from Ireland."
"Nice to meet you Alistair. I'm Bree, this is my brother Adam, and our friend Jaden. I can show you around, Jaden can show you all the sports teams and Adam…can show you how to warm up a sandwich in your armpit." I said cheerfully. Adam nodded.
"Yeah, but I'm warning you. The cheese steaks are going to get messy." Alistair smiled, as if he thought it was a joke.
"Welcome to America." Jaden told him. Alistair nodded.
"Cheers." He replied, heading to his locker. I smiled; what a nice guy. Suddenly, Adam dragged Jaden and I into a quiet corner.
"Wait a second." Mr brother said, frowning. "New kid from a foreign country…do you know what this means?"
"That Kaitlin may have gone to Ireland as a foreign exchange student and I'm free of her?" "That you're not the only the only one we'll have to speak slowly to?" Jaden and I replied at once. Adam ignored us, and glared at Alistair.
"No! He's a bionic spy." He said. Jaden frowned.
"Like Marcus?" he asked. Adam nodded.
"Think about it; Marcus was the new kid and look what happened with him!" He exclaimed. "We can't take any chances. Bree, you hold him down, Jaden and I will strip him for parts."
I grabbed Adam to stop him from tackling the poor, unsuspecting kid. "Adam, you are overreacting. Alistair seems like a nice guy." I gave said new kid a wave. He waved back, then headed off to find his first class.
"Well, didn't Marcus also seem like a nice guy?" Jaden asked. I stared at him.
"You're not seriously going along with this, are you?" I thought that he would at least have some sense. He nodded.
"Alistair is a bionic spy and we're going to prove it!" Adam announced. "Even if we have to learn how to speak Ireland-ish."
He stormed off, Jaden running after him. Sighing, I followed them both. I could have walked away. Usually, I would. But Jaden and Adam working together put too much stupid in the room.
Chase's POV
I couldn't believe it. We had a school-wide blackout, but they didn't even cancel classes. We had to do everything in the dark! They even assigned us homework!
"Hey Calla, read what's on page 47 of your textbook." I told her. Leo was upstairs, grabbing snacks for us (well, mainly him) while we worked on our history homework.
"I don't have a page 47." Calla replied sweetly. "I have a 4, a 12, a 32, and what I sincerely hope is gum on page 98."
I glanced at her page, and decided that it was probably for the best if she continued believing that was gum. She would be absolutely disgusted if she knew the truth. "This book is so old! Listen to this. Chapter 4: Horseless Carriages Taking Over the Streets of America."
Calla shook her head sadly. "Other schools teach on laptops and tablets."
"Meanwhile, we're reading textbooks that warn us the British are coming." Leo commented, walking into the lab. He was carrying a bowl of popcorn and Mr. Davenport was right behind him.
"We need to do something to bring Mission Creek High to the twenty-first century!" Calla exclaimed. Mr. Davenport grinned.
"Maybe I can help." He offered.
"NO!" We all exclaimed. Mr. Davenport looked offended.
"I am a genius tech mobile. I could revolutionize your whole school! Why wouldn't you want me to help?" he demanded. Calla looked at him.
"Because every time you try to help, it starts in a good place, but then your ego takes over and ruins everything." Mr. Davenport glared at her.
"That is not true! Give me one example!" He demanded.
"Last week, you gave me a new back pack." Leo told him.
"You said you needed a backpack." Mr. Davenport said.
"A backpack." Leo agreed. "Not this." Leo pulled out his new backpack. It was white, except for the picture of Mr. Davenport's face on it.
"All the guys at the office loved theirs." Mr. Davenport retorted. Calla shook her heads.
"They don't." she told him. "Trust me on that. They all dumped them in the trash on the way out." Mr. Davenport gave her a silencing look.
"You don't get it. This is our school we're talking about." I tried to explain.
"Yeah, whatever disaster you create there will affect us everyday." Leo added.
"Guys, I promise I won't embarrass you." Mr. Davenport assured us. "This is about your school, not about me."
Leo and I exchanged looks. We weren't too sure about this. "Guys, our school really could use the help." Calla told us. I nodded. She had a point.
"Fine, but you keep that ego under control." Leo ordered. Mr. Davenport rolled his eyes.
"Don't worry. My ego is officially checked." He promised. Suddenly, his phone rang.
"Davenport, Davenport, somebody wants to call Davenport." Mr. Davenport quickly put it on silent.
"Come on! That's just catchy!" He defended himself. We stared at him.
"I give it twenty-four hours until the school hates you two." Calla whispered to me. I really hoped she was wrong.
Xxx
"Okay, I'll admit it. This is pretty cool." Calla grinned, walking over to us with a new tablet in her hands. I nodded; it was better that I expected.
"Check it out guys!" Mr. Davenport jogged over to us. "Electronic bulletin boards, tablets instead of textbooks, and this is the coolest part."
He walked us over to Leo's locker. It had a strange scanner on it now, instead of a lock. "Check it out. By the end of today, I will have fingerprint scanners on all the lockers." I grinned. "We were going to do retinal scanning, but it turns out eyeballs are highly flammable."
"Yeah, don't forget to mail that 'I'm sorry your eye caught fire' apology card to Molly tonight." Calla reminded him. He nodded. Leo put his finger on the scanner. It flashed red, then turned green and opened.
"Hello Leo Dooley." An electronic voice greeted. We stared at it in amazement.
"So, what do you think?" Mr. Davenport asked. Leo grinned.
"I think it's going to be a lot harder to get out of when someone locks me inside." He replied. Mr. Davenport rolled his eyes, closing the door.
"I've got to hand it to you Mr. Davenport, this is amazing." I admitted. He grinned.
"See? I told you it would be great." He bragged. Suddenly, there I heard something behind us. I turned and saw a large robot in a pantsuit walking into the lobby.
"And I see you gave Principal Perry a makeover." Calla smirked. "I especially love what you did to her face."
"Zip it Parker." The robot said to Calla. We looked at Mr. Davenport for an explanation.
"That's not Principal Perry, it's Robo Perry. She's a robot!" he explained as Principal Perry walked up and hugged her robotic self.
"And she's beautiful!" she exclaimed. She started kissing it on each cheek.
"Make it stop!" Leo begged, his hands over his eyes. I didn't blame him. It was very creepy.
"Anyway," Even Mr. Davenport was disturbed by the scene "I designed Robo Perry so she could roam the halls, handing out detentions while…"
"…I'm on a three hour lunch break." Principal Perry cut in. "Or lurking elsewhere."
I looked at Mr. Davenport. "How could you do this?" I demanded.
"Simple. I took the foundations of a robot I built for private security, and I repurposed the software and of course I matched her vocal pattern. It wasn't easy matching the sounds of a gravel truck unloading with a bear in labour, but I got it."
"I always wanted a super cute twin sister." Principal Perry said. "I'm going to buy us matching bikinis!"
"And I'm going to gouge my eyes out!" Leo replied. Calla gasped and looked at Mr. Davenport.
"Hey, can I borrow the retinal scanner that set Molly's eyes on fire? I think I might have a use for it." She grinned. I almost agreed with her,
"Shut it Dooley." "Shut it Parker." Robo Perry and Principal Perry snapped. They then hugged each other, the latter grinning. "Thanks Don."
Principal Perry went to hug Mr. Davenport, but he didn't let her. "You're welcome." He replied. I grabbed his arm and pulled him away.
"Why would you make another Perry?" I demanded.
"Principal Perry said that if I make her life easier, she's going to name a wing of the school after me." He explained. We glared at him.
"You sold us out just to have your name above a doorway?" I couldn't believe it. Actually, I could. I should have expected it, really.
"Once again, your ego takes over and ruins everything."
"Hey, if my name on this school brings more prestige and funding because I'm so awesome, that's a win-win-win. That's three wins! That's a Daven-win."
"A Daven-win." Calla repeated. She shrugged. "Makes sense seeing as he's really the only one who actually wins."
I nodded, not able to stop myself from agreeing.
Bree's POV
"Hey Jaden, can you toss me my water bottle?" I asked. Jaden grabbed the bottle and tossed it, but it flew over my head. Alistair quickly reached out and caught it.
"Wow." I gasped. That should have been an impossible catch. Apparently, Adam thought so too, because he walked over to us, a suspicious look on his face.
"I believe this is yours." Alistair smiled at me and gave me back my water bottle.
"How'd you grab that so fast?" I asked. Adam pushed me out of the way.
"Yeah, how'd you do that?" he demanded. Alistair shrugged.
"It must have been me quick reflexes." He replied. Adam looked at me and Jaden, then mouthed the words 'BIONIC SPY'.
"Or maybe it's just the luck of the Irish." He joked. Adam rolled his eyes, not believing him at all. "No, not digging the Irish? I can do American, if you like."
He cleared his throat. "I like pickup trucks, Spring Break, and extra large portions. Heeyah!" he said in an American accent. I stared at him.
"What happened to your accent?" Jaden asked.
"Pretty cool, huh?" he asked, back in his Irish accent. "It's one of me special abilities. I can sound like almost anybody. French, German, Russian." He started speaking in a Russian accent. "It is a pleasure to be in your country."
Now, we were all staring at him. No way…Adam and Jaden were right! "Wow, that's pretty impressive."
"There's plenty more where that came from, sweetheart." He said, doing another impression. "Hey someday, and that day may never come, maybe you'll do an impression for me, huh?"
He walked away after that. I turned to Adam and Jaden. "Did you hear that? He said 'special abilities'." Jaden told us. I nodded.
"I know. And that accent thing was just like my vocal manipulation." I agreed.
"Yeah!" Adam exclaimed. "But your old Italian guy is way better than his."
I smiled slightly at the compliment. "Wait, back up a few moments." Jaden requested. "Vocal manipulation? What's that?"
"Remember when I copied Principal Perry?" I reminded him. He scowled.
"Calla told me you were using an invention." He growled. I smirked.
"Yeah, I know. How could you have fallen for that?" I laughed. Jaden rolled his eyes.
"So, what do you want to do about Alistair?" he asked. I smirked, a plan formulating in my mind.
"I've got an idea." I told him.
Chase's POV
"Keep it up, Chip Thomas, and you will be in detention forever you, searching database for insult, mouth-breather." Calla, Leo and I watched as Robo Perry dragged another student off to detention.
"Great! Now everyone in school hates us!" I exclaimed as Chip glared at us.
"Yeah, but now it's high tech hate." Leo commented. Calla sighed.
"I know! Even Rebeccka and Jessica are giving me the evil eye, and that's just for knowing you two!" she complained as Mr. Davenport walked into the lobby.
"Hey, how come you guys aren't eating in the Davenportarium?" he asked.
"Funny thing. When your dad creates an even worse version of the worse principal ever, kids tend to turn on you." As I said this, a guy walked by and knocked my banana out of my hand. I sighed and accepted the granola bar Calla offered me.
"Don't worry; I'm sure this will all blow over as soon as kids get used to Robo Perry." He promised me. "Remember when you first met Leo? You couldn't stand him. Neither did Calla."
"What?" Leo looked at the two of us, highly offended. "I'm awesome! How could you not like me?"
"Do you want the list alphabetically, or chronologically?" Calla asked in response. I chuckled as Principal Perry walked up.
"Donny D!" she greeted.
"Principal P!" Mr. Davenport replied before doing a special handshake with her.
"Old people." Leo commented, having forgotten about our previous conversation. "You don't think you are, but you are."
"You are a genius." Principal Perry told Mr. Davenport.
"And you are a master of the obvious." He replied. She laughed.
"Robo Perry is amazing." She exclaimed. "I know it's only been a few days, but…do you smell that?"
I sniffed the air. "Moist cat food?" I replied.
"I was running late! I grabbed a can, I thought it was tuna, live with it!" I raised my hands in surrender. "Fear. It's fear. And it's everywhere! It's the best smell in the world."
"Personally, I prefer crispy minted hundreds, but whatever floats your boat, Perry Bomb." Mr. Davenport replied.
"Anyway, I was telling the superintendant how wonderful Robo Perry is and he's bringing the entire school board by this afternoon to check her out. Soon, if we're lucky, there'll be a Robo Perry in every school in the district." Principal Perry grinned. We grimaced. Great, now we're going to be hated by the entire district.
"And after that, every school in America." Mr. Davenport grinned as well.
"Great, now kids we've never met will hate us." Leo commented.
They ignored him. "Donald Davenport, the children's savoir." Mr. Davenport said. "I'm going to make so much money!"
"As your partner, I'll be happy to give you thirty percent." Principal Perry replied.
"I think you're forgetting who created this work of genius." Mr. Davenport reminded her, the smile still on his face.
"I think you're forgetting who's putting the deal together." She retorted. They both chuckled. "Why don't we go discuss this in my office? I think a lot more clearly in my butt massaging chair."
Mr. Davenport stared at her. "I'm sorry, I blacked out after the word chair." He apologized. Principal Perry ignored him and led him to her office. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me.
"Wait a second." I frowned. Calla and Leo turned to me. "How come we're the only ones getting the bad end of this? Where are Adam and Bree?"
"I don't know." Calla replied, sending one of them a quick text. She got the response a second later. "We're tormenting the new kid with your brother." She read aloud, then frowned. "Is this one of those times where we're better off not knowing?"
"Yeah." Oh, totally." Leo and I replied.
Bree's POV
"There he is!" Jaden hissed as we walked into the cafeteria. Sorry, Davenportarium, according to the sign above the door. Really, I didn't even want to know how that happened.
"Okay, before we do anything drastic, we need proof that Alistair is a bionic spy." I warned him and Adam. Knowing my brother, he'd attack first and ask questions later. Actually, on second thought, he'd probably skip the questions altogether.
"Right. Going to mission mode." He waved a hand over his face and became serious.
"Okay, Jaden and I will interrogate him and see if he slips up. But we have to subtle so let us handle this." I told him. He nodded.
"Right. Going to subtle mode." He waved his hand over his face again.
"So, Alistair." I greeted, walking over to him. Jaden was right behind me, trying to act casual, while Adam was glaring intensely at the new kid. "What brings you to America?"
"Well, it's a beautiful country and the people are…" Alistair trailed off and turned his head to see Adam's harsh glare. "What are you doing?"
"What are YOU doing?" Adam retorted.
"Just having a little lunch. You know, recharging me batteries." Alistair replied. Adam's eyes widened.
"Oh, so you run on batteries, do you now?" Adam questioned. Jaden glared at him.
"What's your game, Alistair?" he demanded. I groaned and reminded myself to teach them the meaning of the word subtle.
"Maybe I should just take me chips and go." Alistair said, getting up with his tray.
"Chips huh? What chips would those be? The bionic chip in your head? Where are you going? Are you scared? You should be because WE'RE ON TO YOU!" Adam shouted, drawing everyone's attention to us.
"Everyone, back to your food. Nothing to see here." Jaden told all of them. They did as he asked, a little too used to seeing us act weird.
"Be honest, was that too subtle?" Adam asked. I groaned and Jaden face-palmed.
Chase's POV
Leo, Calla and I jumped out from behind the stair well. Robo Perry was just sitting on the bench, turned off and recharging. We quickly snuck over to her.
"Okay, coast is clear, everyone's in class, and Robo Perry's charging." Leo informed us.
"Calla, where did Mr. Davenport put her control panel?" I asked. She hesitated.
"Are you sure you want to know?" she asked. I nodded, frowning. "Alright then. Under her left armpit."
"You're joking." I pleaded. She shook her head. "Hundreds, hundreds of places to choose from, and he puts it there?"
Calla giggled slightly. "Yeah, I know." She agreed. "Have fun."
I rolled my eyes and lifted Robo Perry's arm. Grimacing, I accepted the screwdriver from Calla and started to reprogram the robot.
"There we go." I said as I finished. "Instead of seeing Robo Perry patrolling the halls, the school board will see this."
I lowered her arm and unplugged her. She stood up and began to dance. We all laughed and began to dance as well.
"Oh, hey Mr. Davenport." Calla greeted suddenly. I stopped dancing as Mr. Davenport ran over to us.
"What did you guys do to her?" he demanded.
"Tapped into her control panel and adjusted the settings. You messed with us, now it is payback time." I replied with a grin on my face. Mr. Davenport looked horrified.
"No, no. Robo Perry's original programming was for military control. If any unauthorized user tampers with it, it resets to its factory default." He explained. Calla paled and backed away.
"Oh, crap." I didn't get what the problem was.
"So reset her date and time. Big deal." I replied.
"Chase, the factory default is search and destroy." Calla informed me. I looked between her and Mr. Davenport.
"That might be a problem." I admitted. Mr. Davenport looked both angry and terrified at the same time.
"Now it's locked in and I can't stop it!" he exclaimed. Robo Perry looked at Mr. Davenport.
"Threat detected." She announced, grabbing his arms. Mr. Davenport screamed as he was thrown across the room into the lockers.
"That's what you call a Daven-splat." Leo commented. I nodded, then ran to help Mr. Davenport up. Meanwhile, Robo Perry started destroying the school, garbage can by garbage can.
"We've got to stop her before she destroys the whole school." Mr. Davenport hissed at us.
"I think we can divert her attention and lure her into that empty class room." I pointed at the History classroom across the hall. Calla nodded.
"Great idea. But we'll need some bait." She agreed. We all looked at Leo.
"Me, why me?" he demanded.
"Because you're…you're…" I couldn't think of a reason other than the fact that I wanted to live.
"Brave?" Leo asked hopefully. We all jumped on that answer.
"Brave!" we agreed.
"Alright, I'll do it." Leo stepped forward. "Hey Robo Perry, over…" he said the last bit so quietly, I could hardly hear him.
"Oh, get over there!" Calla exclaimed, pushing Leo into the line of fire.
Leo took a deep breath. "Hey! Over here, buts and bolts!" he shouted. I grinned.
"Tiny threat detected." Robo Perry stated.
"Okay, I am too big to be tiny and too tiny to be a threat." Leo complained. Robo Perry charged at him and he ran into the classroom. She followed him. We ran to the door, but stopped when we heard the several crashes, Leo's screaming, and the occasional 'thud'.
"Aim for the bolts!" Mr. Davenport suggested. Leo scrambled out the door on his hands and feet, Robo Perry right behind him. Mr. Davenport and I slammed the door shut and had to hold it close.
"Leo, are you okay?" Calla demanded. He was sitting in the fetal position, shaking and rocking back and forth.
"Guys, I've seen some things." He said, in a horrified voice. Calla looked at me for help, then sat down beside Leo, rubbing his back as he shook.
Meanwhile, Mr. Davenport and I were trying to keep Robo Perry from escaping. It took all of our strength just to keep the door closed.
"How could you three do this to me?" Mr. Davenport demanded.
"We had to! You doubled the Perry, which doubled our pain!" I exclaimed.
"Pain! You don't know pain!" Leo cried. Calla shrugged helplessly, still trying to comfort him. "I am a damaged little boy."
Robo Perry slammed against the door. "Maybe you guys are right." Mr. Davenport admitted. "From now on, I promise not to let my ego get the better of me. Which shouldn't be hard, because I am so awesome at everything."
Just then, Principal Perry, along with the school board, walked in. "Oh great, the school board." Mr. Davenport said with fake enthusiasm.
"This demonstration will show that Mission Creek High is school of the future." Principal Perry was saying. "And there's the man that's 30% responsible for it, Donald Davenport."
"Calla!" Mr. Davenport hissed. She nodded and took his spot against the door as he got up to go greet the school board. "Principal Perry." He greeted.
"What's the word, Donny bird?" she laughed in response. "Uh, where's Robo me?"
"She is supervising a parent teacher conference." He lied. Principal Perry nodded as Robo Perry slammed against the door once again. This time, Leo had to help us keep the door shut. "It's not going well."
"Well, get that beautiful hunk of metal out here. I want to show her off." Principal Perry asked. Mr. Davenport chuckled nervously.
"Well, why don't we just stay out here and look at that big, beautiful hunk of…you." Mr. Davenport improvised. Principal Perry smiled at the compliment.
"Ah!" The door beneath us was ripped away so fast, I nearly fell through it. As Calla, Leo and I jumped back as Robo Perry stormed out.
"There she is!" Principal Perry cooed. "Come give you sissy a kissy."
"Threat detected." The robot stated. Principal Perry laughed.
"Threat? I'm not threat. What are you talking about?" she asked, confused.
"Destroy. Destroy." Robo Perry chanted, walking towards Principal Perry. Several of the school officials started backing up.
"Destroy me? Oh, honey, many have tried." She laughed. The two Perrys attacked each other. Calla quickly pulled out her phone.
"We're not getting much of an education, but where else can you see this?" she laughed. I couldn't help but chuckle. She had a point.
Bree's POV
"I love gym class!" Jaden exclaimed as he walked over to us. It was one of the few classes that we had together, along with Alistair. Said bionic spy was talking to some kids, trying to make friends.
"Okay, since our subtle interrogation failed," I glared at the two boys "I think it's time we try a different tactic." I told them.
"Or, we could do exactly what we did before and hope for different results." Adam suggested. I rolled my eyes.
"What's the plan Bree?" Jaden asked me. At least he was listening to me.
"Well, I was thinking about a friendly game of dodge ball." I handed Jaden and Adam each a dodge ball and they grinned. "If Alistair is really bionic, his instinctive reflexes will automatically kick in."
"Okay, but if this doesn't work, he and I are going to play a little game called Truth or Wedgie." Adam told me. He looked at Jaden. "You in?"
"No thanks. I think that counts as bullying dude." Jaden replied. Adam shrugged.
"Hey, Alistair!" I called. He turned around.
"Oh, hello guys." He greeted, a smile on his face.
"Bree, Jaden and I want to a great American game called dodge ball." Adam explained. Alistair grinned.
"Oh, that sounds lovely." He replied. "How do you-"
Jaden threw the dodge ball at Alistair's stomach. He hit the ground as Adam and Jaden continued to throw balls at him. "Uh, guys? Those don't look like bionic reflexes." I told them.
"That's because he knows we suspect him. He's hiding them. This guy's good." Adam exclaimed as Alistair slowly got to his feet. Adam grabbed another two dodge balls and threw them at him, sending him back to his knees.
"I'm sort of with you. Right now, this seems like unjustified torture." Jaden whispered to me, dropping the two balls in his hands. I nodded in agreement.
"Adam, that's enough!" I shouted. This was pointless! Adam stopped, a goofy grin on his face.
"It's a good thing this guy is bionic, or this would really hurt." He grinned. Jaden cleared his throat.
"I don't think he's bionic, dude." He told him. Adam frowned.
"Oh come on! He has to be!" Adam argued. I sighed and grabbed his arm and pulled him away from Alistair. Jaden followed as I forced Adam to the opposite side of the gym.
"We've been torturing this kid all day!" I exclaimed. "Maybe he's not bionic."
Adam laughed. "Bree, this is America! He is guilty until proven innocent. One last test."
He ran over and grabbed Alistair as he was about to leave. Jaden and I followed reluctantly. "Alistair, buddy." Adam grinned. "Do you wanna hang with Bree, Jaden and me? It'll be fun."
"You know, maybe it's a cultural thing, but my idea of fun involves a lot fewer bruises." Alistair replied, trying to get away.
"Aly, look." Adam pulled him back and started leading him towards a set of weights. "If you want people to stop picking on you, you should probably pump some iron."
"Oh no, I'm good." Alistair tried to refuse. Adam smiled.
"Oh, I really think you should." He argued cheerfully.
"No. To be honest, I'm not much of a weight lifter." Alistair objected.
"Oh, come on. You can do it." Adam encouraged.
"You know, I've got some studying to do and I really-" Alistair was cut off by Adam.
"Stop arguing and just do it." He said as he lifted the weight set. The entire weight set. Alistair screamed like a little girl and ran off.
"Adam!" I exclaimed. He frowned.
"What?" he asked. Jaden I gestured towards the weight set still in his hands. He did a double take. "OH! Do you think he saw?"
Instead of answering him, Jaden and I ran after Alistair.
"Principal Perry! Principal Perry! You have to help me!" He ran towards what appeared to be a metallic version of Principal Perry. The silver principal grabbed Alistair and threw him across the room where he landed on several important looking people.
"Now she knows how to lift!" Jaden exclaimed.
"I see stars." Alistair muttered. "And yellow moons, and green clovers."
"Well, that settles that." I said, crossing my arms. "He's definitely not bionic."
"Yep." Adam finally agreed. "But leprechaun is still on the table." We ran over to where Calla, Chase, Leo and Mr. Davenport were standing.
"What's going on?" Jaden demanded. They quickly caught us up to speed with the situation.
"Mr. Davenport, how are we going to stop Robo Perry?" Chase questioned.
"We don't have a choice; you're going to have to use your bionics." Mr. Davenport sighed.
"You want them to expose themselves in front of the school board?" Calla demanded, shocked that he would propose such a thing.
"No, he wants us to use our bionics in front of the school board." Adam corrected her. We ignored him.
"Well, we have to do something!" Mr. Davenport snapped. "Robo Perry's going to destroy the entire school! Just do it!"
We nodded and got ready as Robo Perry walked up to us. But before we could do anything, the robot was tackled to the ground by a screaming Principal Perry. She ripped off her robot duplicate's head and stood up, holding it high. "There can be only one!"
We all stared in amazement. "Still one too many." Leo joked. We all laughed.
Xxx
"Hey Alistair." We walked over to said boy's locker. After everything that happened yesterday, we had to talk to him.
"Look, about yesterday, with the weight rack…" Adam started to make up an excuse, but Alistair cut him off.
"To be honest, I don't really remember much about yesterday." Alistair admitted.
"You can't?" I asked, surprised.
"No. I knocked me noggin some how." He replied. "Everything after dodge ball is just a blur." Adam, Jaden and I exchanged relieved looks.
"Oh, and speaking of dodge ball." Alistair continued. "I've been practicing. I even put a team together. All foreign exchange students."
"That's pretty cool Alistair." Jaden said as we turned around. Behind us were five other kids, holding dodge balls.
"Lads, lasses, show them what you've got." Alistair instructed. I ducked behind Jaden as we were pelted by dodge balls. "As you Americans like to say, you just got schooled players! HOLLAR!"
Alistair walked away, his team following him. Jaden looked at us. "Okay, I know I'm new at this, but does this usually happen?" he asked. I sighed.
"More often than you think." I admitted.
Kihonne: Okay, so, what did you think? Bad, good, mediocre? I want to know! Oh, and your next episodes are:
Prank You Very Much
No Going Back
Sink or Swim
Anyway, Prank You Very Much will be up in a few days, and No Going Back shouldn't be too long after that, so I'll see you all soon.