Note: Thanks for all the reviews, I am now in the process in the making of a sequel.
Bentley glared at his friends as they sat in the art room witing for the teacher. Sly was scribbling pictures of money on their table. Murray was eating bottle after of glue.
"Uh, guys," Bentley began. "What heppens when the teacher gets here?"
"Who knows?" Sly said as he continued scratching money on the table.
"Glug ara blum dok." Murray tried to say with glue in his mouth.
Mr. Romner walked through the door.
"Okay, e-e-e-everybody, I'm Mr. Romner, okay. I-I-I'm am your sw-swimmin' teacher, and your art teacher, too, okay." Mr. Romner said.
"What are we doing today?" Bentley asked, as the typical teacher's pet.
"W-w-w-well, okay, if you can tell, we a-a-are going to make s-some clay models, okay. you can make whatever you want, okay, as long as its appropriate."
"Define 'appropriate'." Roger said, smirking.
"GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM!...okay." Mr. Romner screamed at him. Roger walked out of the room, softly crying.
The class started to work. Bentley raised his hand.
"Yes, okay."
"I am making a cnidarian!" Bentley said. "Notice the epidermis."
Nobody said anything. They all went back to work. Mr. Romner walked over to Sly.
"What are y-you making, okay?" he said.
"Money." Sly responded.
Mr. Romner looked at Murray's clay sculpture.
"It's a donut." Murray said as Mr. Romner turned around to Frankie and Bernard's projects. Murray stuffed the clay donut in his mouth and ate.
"Wh-what is this thing, okay?" Mr. Romner asked.
"Uhhhh, it's your butt. Uh-huh-huh-huh." Bernard said.
"Yeah. I'm working on the left cheek. Heh-heh-heh-heh." Frankie snickered.
Bentley stood up and pointed at them.
"You...are immature!" Bentley said as if it was the cruelest, most evil insult he could think of.
"GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM!...okay." Mr. Romner screamed at Frankie and Bernard.
"Cool. Uh-huh-huh-huh. Okay." Bernard said.
"Yeah. Okay." Frankie said. They left the classroom. On the way out they knocked over Bentley's cnidarian sculpture and stepped on it.
"HEY!" Bentley whined. He began pouting.
"Don't let them get to you." Sly said as he started pounding on his clay.Joshy walked up to Mr. Romner.
"Mr. Romner sir,can I use the paper cutter?" Joshy asked nervously.
"Okay, knock yourself out,okay." Mr. Romner said as he looked at a magazine.
"H-how could they?" Bentley groaned. "How could they destroy my cnidarian?"
"I'm making money," Sly said,ignoring Bentley.
"Okay, now that a-all those bad seeds are out of m-m-my garden, okay, we are all g-g-going to have some fruit punch, okay." Mr. Romner said as he handed out small cups with punch in them. Bentley took a sip of his cup, then gulped the rest down. He took Sly and Murray's cups and drank them both. At this point, he was in an insane hyper rage. He started to shake uncontrollably.
"Geez, Bentley, calm down." Murray said.
"Do you DARE MESS... WITH THE UNDERTAKER!" Bentley squealed. "Because, I will put you in grave!"
"Bentley, cut it out."
"REST..IN..PEACE!" Bentley screamed. then threw bits of paper at Sly's face.
"Seriously, Bentley, that's really annoying." Sly replied.
"Annoying, am I? ANNOYING!" Bentley screeched, then ate Sly's clay money.
"What'dya do that for!" Sly screamed.
Bentley got up and bumped into Joshy.As Bentley bumped into him, Joshy slammed the paper-cutter down on his fingers.
"AAAHHH! MY FINGERS!" Joshy screamed as he looked at his bloody hand. He ran off to the nurse's office. Bentley walked up to Murray.
"Don't play in my yard, boy!" he said as he poked Murray.
"Stop it!" Murray whined.
"You...me...the school." Bentley wheezed.
"What are you talking about?"
"Everything..." Bentley whispered.Bentley started to power-walk around the classroom, squishing the other children's clay projects as he drank punch.Mr. Romner grabbed Bentley by the shoulder.
"J-J-J-Just w-w-w-w-who do you think you are,okay?" he asked.
"Who am I?" Bentley repeated."Who am I? WHO AM I! WHO AM I!I AM THE UNDERTAKER! YOU CAN'T KILL WHAT IS ALREADY DEAD!" Bentley tried to pick his chair to throw at Mr. Romner, but he couldn't lift it.
"Okay, well I can't kill you..." Mr. Romner began." but Ms. Puffin s-s-s-s-s-surely c-can."
Bentley was instantly not-hyper."WHAT!" he yelled,shrilly."Bentley no like trouble!" he power-walked out of the classrom.
Coming soon: The Sequel