Okay, see, Haley's special. The shricken thing is inspired by my friends saying that the chicken tasted like shrimp. And the cookie thing was inspired by The Simpsons, oddly enough, in the episode about the lights being turned off and on. And the reason why Sarah hides the camera where she does is because the ladies don't use the bottles...lol...
On with the tale!
The day passed sluggishly, the teachers all very suspicious. After their fourth lecture began, the classes filed out, annoyed. Teachers yelled at them exasperatedly, but they didn't care. This morning's rebellion had sunken into them, and they found that they liked the feeling very much.
"Detentions, all of you!" Mrs. MacHawny screamed, waving a finger.
Haley rolled her eyes, refusing to get up, or even move.
"You can't bust all of us," She muttered.
Mrs. MacHawny glared at her.
"What was that?" Mrs. MacHawny snapped.
Haley said nothing, merely rolling her eyes.
"Well, that's it, I'm calling your parents," Mrs. MacHawny shrieked.
Everyone stared at each other. Haley did something then that was completely unexpected. She closed her eyes and began to hum meditatively.
"Om," Haley chanted quietly.
Mrs. MacHaney's eyes flared. She turned on her heel, skirt swishing around her.
"Fine then, if that's the way you want it," MacHawny growled.
Haley didn't open an eye.
"Terri, we're not afraid of you," Haley replied calmly.
Terri MacHawny pivoted to face her, incredulous.
"What?" Terri hissed.
Haley rose to her feet, opening her eyes calmly.
"I said, Terri, that we are no longer afraid of you. You can't punish the entire school, you know," Haley stated, in a very zen-like manner.
Terri glared at her.
"That's what you think," Terri muttered, storming off to the Principal's office.
The students surrounding Haley cheered. Haley merely threw them a grin, and resumed her work. However, a walkie-talkie at her waist began to vibrate, so she leapt up, scurrying off into the bathroom to answer it.
"This is Lady Liberty, come in Bald Eagle and Stars and Stripes, got any news for me?" Haley whispered into the box, going into a cell and locking the door.
Sarah stood in the kitchen, watching the lunch ladies.
"This is Stars and Stripes coming in loud and clear, Lady Liberty. Now listen to this," Sarah murmured, holding up the walkie-talkie.
"So, we're making the chicken guts into shrimp, right?"
"Yeah. But ya gotta dip 'em in the fish juice before you bread 'em so they smell authentic."
"Got it."
"And the cookies?"
"Stapling half-eaten ones together as we speak."
"Excellent."
Haley was appalled, but not surprised.
"Stars and Stripes, place the recorders in a good place where they'll never look and vacate the premises immediately," Haley ordered, calmly and rationally.
Sarah nodded, placing a video recorder between huge bottles of sanitizer and hiding the sound recorder behind some plastic fruit. She left quickly.
- Loren ;
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