Disclaimer: I do not own Recess!

Spinelli Woods, Esq.: Oh, I'm sorry I made you cry! Yeah, Ronald Reagan was a great guy, and poor King Bob will be okay in the end, I promise!

A.L. Nowicki: She will take some days off, and I have no idea what the school would have been called before 2004. I just started the fic off calling it after Ronald Reagan, and it just so happened that he died this year, so I ended up making it a tribute to him.

angel9220042004: Don't worry, he'll become un-missing, but I'm not gonna say when, mwahaha!

Chapter Sixteen: Two Familiar Faces

It had been one week since the class had their last class meeting. They had all worked hard writing a letter to present to the school board. They had dismissed the idea of having the letter be about the horrible things Prickly had done. Instead, they concentrated on persuading the board to let them have their way with graduation. Upside-Down Girl's idea for the chart comparing the two auditoriums (their own and Armstrong's) was coming along nicely.

"Man, are you sure you have enough poster board?" Vince asked Ashley T, who was helping with the chart.

"Ashley's are ALWAYS sure," the Hispanic looking girl retorted. She looked around the room briefly. "Where on earth is Ashley Q? She should have been here at Kelso's an hour ago?"

"Yeah, she usually isn't one to be late," Ashley A responded, who was helping Ashley T and Ashley B with the chart.

"Please, she's probably at her daddy's newspaper flirting with that jerk Lawson," commented Spinelli, who was helping the other kids write the letter.

"Spin, give the guy a break," T.J. told her. "He IS helping us out with this thing, you know."

Spinelli started to say something back, but didn't when she looked up and saw who had just walked into Kelso's. Everyone gasped, then grinned at the sight of the two people they saw.

"Miss Finster?" Gus asked from where he was at the booth. "And Hank the janitor?"

The elderly lady who was their duty teacher at Third Street Elementary had come hand-in-hand with her only sweetheart, Hank the janitor. Everybody loved Hank, and every once in a while they would also like Miss Finster as well.

"Wow, hello kids!" Hank greeted them with a kindly smile.

Everybody jumped up from where they were and ran over to see them. It seemed like forever since they had talked to those two!

"May I ask how you two are getting along?" Gretchen inquired them.

"We're great!" Miss Finster replied. "We've been married four years since last Monday!"

THAT was a shocker! The kids all knew how the two of them had been goo-goo-eyed over each other for years, but they never expected them to get married!

"Whoa, married?" T.J. asked. "Funny, I always thought employees couldn't marry each other."

"We're not employees anymore," Hank explained. "We ARE retired you know."

"Plus, Hank got a huge inheritance from a long-lost brother, so we don't have to worry about financial problems anymore," Miss Finster added. "So, what's been going on with you little hooligans since we last saw you in sixth grade?"

"Oh brother, have we got a lot to tell you," Spinelli muttered.

The kids told Hank and Miss Finster all about what Prickly had been doing and what they were trying to do to set things right again. The former employees were shocked at Prickly's behavior, but they did listen.

"Good sweet Mike," Miss Finster said after hearing the whole story. "That's terrible!"
"Yeah, it sure is," Hank agreed. "I wish there were some way we could help, but I don't think we could."

"Not many people are able to," Sammi replied. "So that's why we're doing it all ourselves, save our parents."

Hank sat quiet for a moment, as if he were trying to think of something. Then he said, "I've got an idea. It won't help out with the Prickly issue, but it WILL help your spirits. How would you kids like to come to my and Muriel's house on the edge of town and have a Senior Bash?"

"A Senior Bash?" they exclaimed, thrown by the offer.

"Wow, that's the nicest thing anyone's done for us since...ever!" Hustler Kid stated.

"So, you guys like that?" Hank asked, getting everyone's nod of approval. "Great! Let's see, the only time we could have a bash at the house would be three weeks from now, which the Friday before your spring break if I'm correct."

"Correct, as usual," Gretchen smiled, never have forgotten what a math genius Hank really was.

"Is that okay with everyone?" Miss Finster asked, and again everyone gave an approving nod. "All right, we'll just leave an address so you won't get lost, and our phone number if you have questions."

"Gee, this is real nice of you Miss Finster," T.J. told her.

"Oh, it's not Miss Finster anymore," she replied. "It's Mrs. Williams now."
"Williams?" everyone repeated.

"So, that's what your last name is!" Gus stated, looking at Hank.

"Yep, the age-old mystery of my last name is now revealed," the former janitor joked. "Well, Muriel, we'd best be running along. See you kids later, and good luck beating the pants off of Prickly!"

Wow, Hank and Miss Finster (er, I mean Mrs. Williams) throwing the kids a party! How cool is that? Hope ya liked this, and please review!