You got it, more pointless craziness in this chapter. I really should get back to the plot soon. But until then…there's this.

More School Insanity

"Hey Lance," Kitty came up to him in Chemistry class. "How are you doing? Are you feeling any better today?"

"I'm fine," Lance shrugged. "I've been having these weird headaches lately. Different than the ones I usually get. Nothing much though." They sat down at the lab table. "So is there any chance we can sneak out later?"

"No," Kitty shook her head. "Besides Jean's roped me into working for the school Homecoming dance committee. We're going to set up for the dance this Thursday. Want to help?"

"Why not?" Lance shrugged. "Uh…you wouldn't mind….you know…um…"

"Oh just ask her out already," Risty sighed as she sat at the table with them.

"Since when are you in this class?" Lance asked.

"I transferred," She told them. "Besides I really like Mr. Tanzar. He is a great teacher!" Risty sighed with a dreamy look in her eyes. "You have no idea how great he is."

"O-kay," Lance shrugged.

"Somebody's got a crush," Kitty snickered.

"Do not," Risty folded her arms.

"Okay class," Mr. Tanzar came in with a strange device. "Today we are going to learn how to diffuse different types of bombs."

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" One student gulped.

"Oh don't be such a baby," Mr. Tanzar snapped. "It's not a real bomb, it's just filled with dye. Besides if any of you kids want to enter the exciting world of being a mercenary, you'll be prepared! Or the bomb squad whatever."

"Finally a lesson we actually use in real life!" Lance said.

Meanwhile outside in the hallways Principal Kelly was chasing several students. "Will you stop fencing in the hallways!" He screamed.

"It's okay Kelly they're with us!" Ms. Rafael shouted. "En Guard!"

"Die! Die!" Mr. Falcon shouted as the teacher began dueling.

"Oh god…" Kelly rolled his eyes. He saw Ms. Baron storm out of her class. She pulled down the fire alarm. "Ms. Baron what are you doing?"

"Having a fire drill what does it look like?" She snapped. "Okay everybody out of my classroom! Out! All of you!"

Fred came out with a sock puppet on his hand. "But Mr. Socky still has some more questions about your personal life," He said. "Hello Mr. Kelly. Mr. Socky has some questions for you too!"

Principal Kelly blanched. "FIRE DRILL!" He screamed, going into all the classrooms shouting. "Fire drill! Get out of class! Fire…" He put his head into the Chemistry classroom.

BOOOM!"

Kelly's head was covered in yellow dye. "That's it, I am definitely looking into taking early retirement," He muttered.