CHAPTER 24- WE'RE A BUNCH OF LOSERS
"You did what?!" the trombone and baritone players asked the trumpet players surprised.
"We attacked the French horn players when they least expected it," Jon said proudly.
"Did they have their instruments?" a trombone player asked.
"What does that matter? The point is we got them," said a trumpet player.
"Answer the question," the same trombone player snapped.
"Well no but--" Jon began.
"That's low," said a baritone player.
"I can't believe you did that. They were unarmed," added a trombone player. "You can't attack people when they're unarmed."
"And who said that?" snapped a trumpet player.
"Hello, it's called assuming," said a baritone player.
"Well excuse me, but no one said nothing about not attacking people when they're unarmed so until someone does, we will continue to attack unarmed enemies," said Jon.
"If that's how you feel then we're breaking our alliance with you," said a baritone player.
"You can't just break an alliance," said a trumpet player.
"We can and we did. See ya," said a trombone player.
The trombone and baritone players walked away.
"Fine! We don't need you! We never liked you anyways!" Jon yelled after them.
The French horn players and the bassoon players walked into the bandroom.
"You guys are so dead!" Christina yelled.
"What did we do?" the trumpet players asked innocently.
"What happened to our prisoners?" Amanda snapped.
"Oh we let them go," said Jon.
"And what did you do with our prisoners?" Katie snapped to the trumpet players.
"I told you the prisoners that were outta it weren't the French horn players' prisones," a trumpet player whispered to Jon.
Nicole walked up to Jon and shook him.
"Where are our prisoners?" she yelled.
"I don't know what you are talking about," said Jon.
"Oh yes you do," Meghan snapped at him.
The bassoon players and the trumpet players began arguing.
"Ok everyone be quiet!" Christina yelled.
Everyone stopped arguing.
"Let's talk about this calmly and rationally," said Jessica. "Ok. Jon when you wrongly set our prisoners free after you wrongly attacked us, did you set the prisoners that were hypnotized free also?"
"Oh so that was their problem," said Jon.
"Answer the question you ding-ding," Meghan snapped.
"Yeah. So?" said Jon.
"THOSE WERE OUR PRISONERS!" Nicole yelled.
"Now I know what they mean when they say trumpet players ain't got no brains," said Katie.
"Well excuse me, I have a 99.999999999 average and it's trumpet players don't have any brains," said a trumpet player.
"Oh whatever!" Meghan snapped.
"Let's get them!" Christina yelled.
The French horn players and the bassoon players began chasing the trumpet players around the bandroom. Eventually, the trumpet players gave up.
"You win you win!" they said.
"Good," said Nicole. "Now sit."
"Why?" the trumpet players asked.
"SIT!" Nicole yelled.
The trumpet players sat down and waited while the bassoon players and the French horn players tied them to the chairs and huddled to decide their fate. After a few minutes, they turned toward the trumpet players.
"Ok guys. We're gonna play a little game," said Christina.
"That doesn't sound so bad," the trumpet players said.
The French horn players and the bassoon players pulled out some makeup.
"This game is called get the makeup on the guys," said Amanda.
"NO NO NO!" the trumpet players yelled as the French horn players and bassoon players advanced on them.
15 MINUTES LATER..
Mr. Reiderer walked into the bandroom and saw the French horn players and bassoon players doing something with makeup.
"I'm almost afraid to ask, but what are you guys doing?" he asked.
The French horn players and the bassoon players turned the trumpet player's chairs so they were facing Mr. Reiderer.
"We're giving the trumpet players a makeover. Aren't they adorable?" Chrisitna asked pinching one of the trumpet player's cheeks.
"SAVE US MR. REIDERER! WE HATE THIS GAME!" the trumpet players yelled.
"I don't have a problem with you guys using makeup as long as it doesn't make a mess," said Mr. Reiderer walking into his office.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the trumpet players yelled.
"Oh quit whining," Meghan said laughing.
"Yeah so anyways, who wants a facial?" said Nicole.
"Oh you do? Well why didn't you say so?" said Katie.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" the trumpet players yelled again.
"Well lucky for you we don't have any stuff for facials," said Christina.
The trumpet players gave a sigh of relief.
"But unluckily for you, we have a back up plan," said Amanda.
"Oh god," said the trumpet players.
The French horn players and the bassoon players got a really long piece of cardboard and wrote WE'RE A BUNCH OF LOSERS in big red letters on it. Then they attached two strings on each end of the cardboard and tied them together.
"Yeah you are a bunch of losers," Jon said looking at the sign.
The French horn players and the bassoon players tied the sign on the trumpet players so that it looked like one big banner. Then they left.
"HEY WHERE ARE YOU GOING? GET US OUTTA THIS!" the trumpet players yelled.
Jessica walked back into the bandroom.
"Oh I forgot to point out one tiny detail. We're leaving you like this until tomorrow," she said.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the trumpet players yelled.
THE NEXT DAY...
"Aw look at the trumpet players! They're soooooo cute...NOT!" Schellen said laughing.
"Hey everyone look! The trumpet players decided to get in touch with their feminine side," said Andy.
Everyone pointed and laughed at the trumpet players. Then Mr. Reiderer untied them and let them go to the bathroom to wash off. Although their makeup was gone, the trumpet players still felt embarrassed cuz everyone kept laughing at them about it. By the end of the day, the trumpet players did feel like a bunch of losers.
"You did what?!" the trombone and baritone players asked the trumpet players surprised.
"We attacked the French horn players when they least expected it," Jon said proudly.
"Did they have their instruments?" a trombone player asked.
"What does that matter? The point is we got them," said a trumpet player.
"Answer the question," the same trombone player snapped.
"Well no but--" Jon began.
"That's low," said a baritone player.
"I can't believe you did that. They were unarmed," added a trombone player. "You can't attack people when they're unarmed."
"And who said that?" snapped a trumpet player.
"Hello, it's called assuming," said a baritone player.
"Well excuse me, but no one said nothing about not attacking people when they're unarmed so until someone does, we will continue to attack unarmed enemies," said Jon.
"If that's how you feel then we're breaking our alliance with you," said a baritone player.
"You can't just break an alliance," said a trumpet player.
"We can and we did. See ya," said a trombone player.
The trombone and baritone players walked away.
"Fine! We don't need you! We never liked you anyways!" Jon yelled after them.
The French horn players and the bassoon players walked into the bandroom.
"You guys are so dead!" Christina yelled.
"What did we do?" the trumpet players asked innocently.
"What happened to our prisoners?" Amanda snapped.
"Oh we let them go," said Jon.
"And what did you do with our prisoners?" Katie snapped to the trumpet players.
"I told you the prisoners that were outta it weren't the French horn players' prisones," a trumpet player whispered to Jon.
Nicole walked up to Jon and shook him.
"Where are our prisoners?" she yelled.
"I don't know what you are talking about," said Jon.
"Oh yes you do," Meghan snapped at him.
The bassoon players and the trumpet players began arguing.
"Ok everyone be quiet!" Christina yelled.
Everyone stopped arguing.
"Let's talk about this calmly and rationally," said Jessica. "Ok. Jon when you wrongly set our prisoners free after you wrongly attacked us, did you set the prisoners that were hypnotized free also?"
"Oh so that was their problem," said Jon.
"Answer the question you ding-ding," Meghan snapped.
"Yeah. So?" said Jon.
"THOSE WERE OUR PRISONERS!" Nicole yelled.
"Now I know what they mean when they say trumpet players ain't got no brains," said Katie.
"Well excuse me, I have a 99.999999999 average and it's trumpet players don't have any brains," said a trumpet player.
"Oh whatever!" Meghan snapped.
"Let's get them!" Christina yelled.
The French horn players and the bassoon players began chasing the trumpet players around the bandroom. Eventually, the trumpet players gave up.
"You win you win!" they said.
"Good," said Nicole. "Now sit."
"Why?" the trumpet players asked.
"SIT!" Nicole yelled.
The trumpet players sat down and waited while the bassoon players and the French horn players tied them to the chairs and huddled to decide their fate. After a few minutes, they turned toward the trumpet players.
"Ok guys. We're gonna play a little game," said Christina.
"That doesn't sound so bad," the trumpet players said.
The French horn players and the bassoon players pulled out some makeup.
"This game is called get the makeup on the guys," said Amanda.
"NO NO NO!" the trumpet players yelled as the French horn players and bassoon players advanced on them.
15 MINUTES LATER..
Mr. Reiderer walked into the bandroom and saw the French horn players and bassoon players doing something with makeup.
"I'm almost afraid to ask, but what are you guys doing?" he asked.
The French horn players and the bassoon players turned the trumpet player's chairs so they were facing Mr. Reiderer.
"We're giving the trumpet players a makeover. Aren't they adorable?" Chrisitna asked pinching one of the trumpet player's cheeks.
"SAVE US MR. REIDERER! WE HATE THIS GAME!" the trumpet players yelled.
"I don't have a problem with you guys using makeup as long as it doesn't make a mess," said Mr. Reiderer walking into his office.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the trumpet players yelled.
"Oh quit whining," Meghan said laughing.
"Yeah so anyways, who wants a facial?" said Nicole.
"Oh you do? Well why didn't you say so?" said Katie.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" the trumpet players yelled again.
"Well lucky for you we don't have any stuff for facials," said Christina.
The trumpet players gave a sigh of relief.
"But unluckily for you, we have a back up plan," said Amanda.
"Oh god," said the trumpet players.
The French horn players and the bassoon players got a really long piece of cardboard and wrote WE'RE A BUNCH OF LOSERS in big red letters on it. Then they attached two strings on each end of the cardboard and tied them together.
"Yeah you are a bunch of losers," Jon said looking at the sign.
The French horn players and the bassoon players tied the sign on the trumpet players so that it looked like one big banner. Then they left.
"HEY WHERE ARE YOU GOING? GET US OUTTA THIS!" the trumpet players yelled.
Jessica walked back into the bandroom.
"Oh I forgot to point out one tiny detail. We're leaving you like this until tomorrow," she said.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the trumpet players yelled.
THE NEXT DAY...
"Aw look at the trumpet players! They're soooooo cute...NOT!" Schellen said laughing.
"Hey everyone look! The trumpet players decided to get in touch with their feminine side," said Andy.
Everyone pointed and laughed at the trumpet players. Then Mr. Reiderer untied them and let them go to the bathroom to wash off. Although their makeup was gone, the trumpet players still felt embarrassed cuz everyone kept laughing at them about it. By the end of the day, the trumpet players did feel like a bunch of losers.