Disclaimer: This is a disclaimer disclaiming that I'm going to stop
disclaiming anything after this, because, well, you should get the point of
it by now. There will, however, probably still be notes and such up here,
telling about future updates and other whatnot.
TM: Oh, I have to give credit to Jason for coming up with some of these wicked lines.
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Principal Kelly walked down the hall, hands tucked into his pockets, humming a tune through the quiet hallways.
"This place is actually half-way decent without those snot nosed kids running around all day."
Wanda, peeking around the corner, turns back, "We'll show him what being a snot nosed kid is all about." Following her lead, Scott, Duncan, and Jean all crept through the hallway before branching off into another.
"So Wanda, do you have ANY idea of where we're really going?" Scott tried to keep up with her.
"Nope, we're just gonna check every room until we find him!" Giving him a crazed grin, Wanda sped up, causing the others to speed up as well.
With Scott and Jean keeping a close lookout for Kelly, Wanda went through every room single-handedly, stopping as she came to a locked janitor's closet. Slightly suspicious, she started the first part of the 'shave and a haircut' bit, and only had to wait a second or two before it was finished off.
Looking around to make sure Principal Kelly wasn't nearby she pulled a lock- picking kit from her bag.
"You carry that in your bag all the time?" Duncan asked, curiously. She just shrugged, focusing on getting the lock open.
"You should see the OTHER stuff in my bag." The click of the lock let them know she'd successfully broken into a closet, but as soon as she stood up, the approaching footsteps of Principal Kelly could be heard.
"Quick!" Lance hissed, pulling them all into the closet and closing the door. "There's godda be a way out of here!"
"Of course there is!" Jean suddenly spoke up, causing the others to turn and look at her, silently wondering how she would know. She just smirked.
"I've been in this closet a lot, and the janitor always ends up coming back right before I really get anything going, so we have to get out before he sees us." Pushing some boxes aside, she opened a trap door that led to an underground tunnel.
Watching her in disbelief, Lance, Duncan, Wanda, and then Scott followed Jean into the tunnel, letting her lead the way. About five minutes later, just as Duncan was about to complain about the lack of light ruining his complexion, Jean stopped beneath a grate. Carefully lifting it a few inches, she peeked into the room above.
"C'mon." letting Duncan and Lance help her up, she crawled back into the library, stepping back so the others could get out, too.
A shriek of surprise is heard; a moment before Wanda pulls herself out, scowling.
"Don't touch me again, Matthews, or ill shove my foot so far up your ass, that you'll pass a kidney stone through your nose." Easing away from her slowly, Duncan couldn't even take his seat before Scott stumbled from the grate and ran into him.
"Sorry, Duncan, I got my shoelace caught in the grate." Scott sat down in his chair, leaving Duncan to scowl and sit on the table in front of his own chair.
"So, Alvers, now that we're back with you in our wonderful lives, what do we do now?" Jean asked, in the normal 'I'm so much better than you' tone.
"Well, Jeanie, the first thing I suggest is you fix your top." Lance grins arrogantly, and Jean looked down to notice that while going into the janitor's closet, and going through the tunnel, her shirt had become high enough that you could almost see her ~Dirty Pillows~ (P.O.T.C).
She looked over towards Duncan, who was too busy staring to notice her glare, then looked at Scott, who was staring as well, but quickly looked away when her gaze turned to him.
"Humph!" She quickly fixed her shirt, then dropped heavily into her chair, crossing her arms over her chest now.
"So what do we do now, hmm? It'll be forever until Principal Kelly gets back."
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A/N: P.T.O.C. may be referred to occasionally. This goes by 'phrase of the day'. Why? Well, because I have to say some things that I learn in every day life, and I just find them hilarious. Anywho, I'll get back to the important information now.
Phrase Of The Day: Dirty Pillows.
A derogatory word used to describe beasts. Popular in the seventies, I first heard the phrase on the movie Carrie, and it sent me into hysterics. It was fate; I just HAD to use it in my story.
There we go, wasn't that fun? Heh, it was for ME!
TM: Oh, I have to give credit to Jason for coming up with some of these wicked lines.
~~~~~
Principal Kelly walked down the hall, hands tucked into his pockets, humming a tune through the quiet hallways.
"This place is actually half-way decent without those snot nosed kids running around all day."
Wanda, peeking around the corner, turns back, "We'll show him what being a snot nosed kid is all about." Following her lead, Scott, Duncan, and Jean all crept through the hallway before branching off into another.
"So Wanda, do you have ANY idea of where we're really going?" Scott tried to keep up with her.
"Nope, we're just gonna check every room until we find him!" Giving him a crazed grin, Wanda sped up, causing the others to speed up as well.
With Scott and Jean keeping a close lookout for Kelly, Wanda went through every room single-handedly, stopping as she came to a locked janitor's closet. Slightly suspicious, she started the first part of the 'shave and a haircut' bit, and only had to wait a second or two before it was finished off.
Looking around to make sure Principal Kelly wasn't nearby she pulled a lock- picking kit from her bag.
"You carry that in your bag all the time?" Duncan asked, curiously. She just shrugged, focusing on getting the lock open.
"You should see the OTHER stuff in my bag." The click of the lock let them know she'd successfully broken into a closet, but as soon as she stood up, the approaching footsteps of Principal Kelly could be heard.
"Quick!" Lance hissed, pulling them all into the closet and closing the door. "There's godda be a way out of here!"
"Of course there is!" Jean suddenly spoke up, causing the others to turn and look at her, silently wondering how she would know. She just smirked.
"I've been in this closet a lot, and the janitor always ends up coming back right before I really get anything going, so we have to get out before he sees us." Pushing some boxes aside, she opened a trap door that led to an underground tunnel.
Watching her in disbelief, Lance, Duncan, Wanda, and then Scott followed Jean into the tunnel, letting her lead the way. About five minutes later, just as Duncan was about to complain about the lack of light ruining his complexion, Jean stopped beneath a grate. Carefully lifting it a few inches, she peeked into the room above.
"C'mon." letting Duncan and Lance help her up, she crawled back into the library, stepping back so the others could get out, too.
A shriek of surprise is heard; a moment before Wanda pulls herself out, scowling.
"Don't touch me again, Matthews, or ill shove my foot so far up your ass, that you'll pass a kidney stone through your nose." Easing away from her slowly, Duncan couldn't even take his seat before Scott stumbled from the grate and ran into him.
"Sorry, Duncan, I got my shoelace caught in the grate." Scott sat down in his chair, leaving Duncan to scowl and sit on the table in front of his own chair.
"So, Alvers, now that we're back with you in our wonderful lives, what do we do now?" Jean asked, in the normal 'I'm so much better than you' tone.
"Well, Jeanie, the first thing I suggest is you fix your top." Lance grins arrogantly, and Jean looked down to notice that while going into the janitor's closet, and going through the tunnel, her shirt had become high enough that you could almost see her ~Dirty Pillows~ (P.O.T.C).
She looked over towards Duncan, who was too busy staring to notice her glare, then looked at Scott, who was staring as well, but quickly looked away when her gaze turned to him.
"Humph!" She quickly fixed her shirt, then dropped heavily into her chair, crossing her arms over her chest now.
"So what do we do now, hmm? It'll be forever until Principal Kelly gets back."
~~~~~
A/N: P.T.O.C. may be referred to occasionally. This goes by 'phrase of the day'. Why? Well, because I have to say some things that I learn in every day life, and I just find them hilarious. Anywho, I'll get back to the important information now.
Phrase Of The Day: Dirty Pillows.
A derogatory word used to describe beasts. Popular in the seventies, I first heard the phrase on the movie Carrie, and it sent me into hysterics. It was fate; I just HAD to use it in my story.
There we go, wasn't that fun? Heh, it was for ME!
