"Are you sure he doesn't mind?"

"Bernie, he doesn't even know."

Bernie was helping Cleo adjust a camera to a good height, aimed near the top of the staircase. "It's all harmless fun, and this should get me at least a B minus," she said.

"But the assignment was to study a wild animal."

"He eats off the floor, clumsy as hell, and sleeps all over the place. This is close enough, trust me. Ooh, here he comes now!"

At the sound of soft footsteps, Cleo quickly jumped in front of the camera, clearing her throat before signaling Bernie to start rolling. Pulling up a styrofoam microphone, she stared deadpanned into the lens. "Hey there. This is Cleo Badette bringing you the closest footage of a wild animal. We are in his territory as we speak. At the moment, he is scavenging for a meal. He's not a picky eater, no sir. He'll eat anything that's food... unless it's a vegetable. It's very lethal to his kind."

The footsteps got louder, and she cracked a smile.

"He's here! Now, you can see the endangered Oliver Dumbassedus in their natural habitat."

As if cue, Ollie accidentally stumbled over his own feet, tumbling down the stairs and wasting his bowl of cereal. It was a shame, he was really looking forwards to enjoying those Cocoa Puffs.

"As you can see, Natural Selection is coming for this specimen. Thank you for watching, the end."

"That's a wrap!" Bernie said, turning off the recording. "One minute, on the dot!"

"Oww... what's going on here?" Ollie rubbed his head, brushing some cereal off of his pants. He glanced up at the camera. "What's that for?"

"Just doing an assignment, Oll," Cleo assured, taking the tape from Bernie. "And if this doesn't get me an A, then Mr. Pandey has a horrible sense of humor."

"Oh... okay. I'm gonna get some more cereal, then." Ollie shrugged, grabbing the rail to hoist himself up. "Can you cover for me, by the way? I totally forgot about it."

"No problem, Ollie. We all played a part in this!" she subtly hinted, waving the object in her hand.

"How did I-"

"You'll find out tomorrow, now go eat your cereal!" Bernie grabbed his friend, turning him around before pushing him in the direction of the kitchen.

"Fine, fine! No need for shoving, Bernie!" Ollie fussed, shooing Bernie's hands away before walking into the kitchen. Upon turning around, Bernie received a skeptical look from Cleo.

"So suddenly you're into this?" she asked.

"Eh, it's just harmless fun," Bernie mimicked. "You know that we're going to feel pretty bad for this later though, right?"

"Relax, Bern, Ollie can take a joke."

"Sometimes, yeah," Bernie began to fold up the old equipment, lying the camera gingerly on the ground. "It's just that the entire class is going to see it. And it's going to be graded upon. The teachers are going to see it as well, and I mean all of them. And of course, the board of education checks in every few months, sooo they'll look through all of our records and grades and find it. And maybe, if they decide to send it home, Ms. Allen will also-"

"Bernie?" Cleo sighed at her friend's rambling. "You don't want to turn this in, do you?"

"I'm not saying that, nooo! But, just a quick reminder, Ollie is capable of doing some pretty inhumane and dark things when he's angry, so um yeah."

"Alright, alright, we'll do something else. Man, this is, like, the second greatest idea I've had that ended up being not so great!"

She wasn't really too upset. She didn't want to share this anyway, now that she really thought about it. Counting all of those good points Bernie made, there was also the fact that this had tons of comedic value. It wasn't every day when she got to see Ollie fall down the stairs. In fact, it had been complete luck that her prediction on his clumsiness had been right.

"Third time's the charm!" he said energetically, stoked at the opportunity for a new subject, maybe something a little less gross.

"Right, so this time we better think of something great. Just to be clear, I can show this to Pyper, right?"

"Her? Oh yeah, no problem with that at all," Bernie agreed, not seeing any harm of showing something worthy of blackmailing value. But hey, better than ruining the dude's reputation, am I right? "And you're doing the right thing, by the way."

"Bern, eww, don't turn this into an after-school special." Cleo cringed as Bernie shoved the camera poles into a closet, placing the camera itself on a top row.

"I'm very proud of you pushing aside your joking desires and putting your friend's feelings first. Now that's the real power of..."

"Don't say it, don't say it or I'll punch you!"

"Friendship."

In the kitchen, Ollie made moved painstakingly slow taking the bowl of cereal to the table, not wanting to have another weird accident. He didn't know where that previous fall came from. Maybe he wasn't looking where he was going? Whatever happened, it wasn't going to happen again. Slowly, he put it in the middle of the table, sighing with exhaustion as he sat down.

The cereal was safe.

"Owww!"

The sudden, girly shriek startled him, his knee bumping the table and tilting it...thus causing the cereal to splatter on the floor.

"Oh, come on!" he cried angrily at his misfortune.

I was on Pinterest looking for prompts and this was just too amusing not to try. So yeah hope y'all enjoyed this silly and stupid thing, let me know what you think.