Here is chapter two! It took me a little longer than it should have due to the fact I accidently deleated half of it *grumbles* Anyways, it's here now and I hope you enjoy!

Please note, I only own the plot, and the odd random student that pops up (if you haven't heard of them in the HIVE books), everything else belongs to the fabulous Mark Walden! *round of applause*

'So then, any ideas?'
Otto was sat on a chair in the room he shared with Wing, he held a clipboard and a pen poised above it.
'Well then?'
He, Wing, Shelby, Laura along with Franz and Nigel were gathered in the room. Nero's suspicions had been correct, Otto was indeed at the heart of "Operation Christmas Party" as it had been dubbed. At the very moment Nero had received the letters the six students were putting together plans for the party (or at least trying to).
'Well, we need to have someone to sort out the music,' put in Laura thoughtfully, 'Maybe even several people,' she added.
Otto made a quick note on his clipboard, 'Right, anything else?'
'Food,' said Franz promptly.
Otto tried not to grin, he'd known Franz would be the first person to suggest that, 'Fine, the catering staff can deal with that,' he said.
Shelby's eyes suddenly widened, 'What about the clothes?' she exclaimed.
Otto looked up from his list, 'What clothes?' he asked staring at her blankly.
'Well hello?' said Shelby sarcastically, 'Where you planning on going to a Christmas party in jumpsuits?'
There was a moments silence in the room, 'Good point,' remarked Nigel staring ruefully at his black suit.
'Clothes then,' sighed Otto making another note, 'What else.'
'Disco lights,' said Shelby with a grin.
'The tech. stream said they'd help to sort that out,' put in Laura quickly.
Wing suddenly said, 'What if Nero doesn't agree to this?'
Silence filled the room, Otto frowned a little, 'Oh, he will.'
Wing arched an eyebrow.
'I've got an endless amount of backup plans,' added Otto with a wicked grin, 'Don't worry, the party will go on.'
'It'd better,' muttered Shelby.
'Come on,' sighed Otto, 'We need more ideas!'
'How about a snow machine,' suggested Nigel.
All eyes turned to him.
'Awesome,' grinned Shelby.
Laura nodded enthusiastically, her red hair bobbing up and down in time, 'Aye, that'd be fantastic.'
Wing looked a little puzzled, 'Where will we get a snowmachine from?'
'We can make one,' sighed Otto.
'Aye after all there is no shortage of volunteers,' remarked Laura with a quick grin.
Otto nodded, scanning his list with a satisfied air, 'Right, now I think we should get to class of we'll be later.'
'Yeah,' said Shelby climbing to her feet, 'Nero might decide not to let us have a party if we're late.'
Franz quickly grabbed Nigel and charged out the room.
Wing raised an eyebrow, 'Clearly someone isn't to keen on missing out on a party,' he remarked.
'Neither am I big guy,' replied Shelby, grabbing Wing by the arm and dragging him out of the room.
Laura turned to Otto with a grin on her face, 'Do you want me to drag you out the room?'
Otto smiled and offered his arm to her, 'Be my guest.'

Nero walked across the stage to the podium, placing his neatly organized notes on the stand. Briefly, he scanned the rows of students, seated in the auditorium. He noted Otto and his friends sitting in the third row and thought, not for the first time, what devious workings were going on up in his head.
Clearing his throat he opened his mouth to start. But before a word could pass his lips a student leaped to his feet, a hand thrust in the air. Nero got a sinking feeling, this couldn't be good, 'Yes Mr. Judd?' he asked.
'Dr. Nero, I am sorry to bring this up, but I've been hearing many rumours circulating in the past few days and would like to confirm whether or not they are true.'
Nero sighed inwardly; he could tell which way this was going, but gestured for the Alpha stream student to proceed.
'Well sir,' continued the boy 'Is it true you are going to throw a party for us on Christmas Day?'
There was an expectant silence in the room, every eye firmly riveted on Nero.
Nero frowned a little, 'I do not know yet, I have only found out that you were interested in having a party here at HIVE this very morning.'
Another student climbed to her feet, 'Sir,' she began, 'I believe that a party would be an excellent idea, not only will it raise general good feelings here at HIVE, it will also help us to get along, raise morale and spread optimism throughout the streams.'
There were murmurs and nods of agreement.
Nero gritted his teeth, 'I will not take any more questions on the subject of Christmas of parties!' he snapped, 'Now get out your textbooks and please turn to page 33!'

'Well, that went well,' sighed Shelby as Nero marched out of the room.
Wing frowned, 'I was under the impression that Nero was still vehemently opposed to the idea of a party here at HIVE.'
Shelby raised her eyes to the ceiling, 'I was being sarcastic.'
Laura glanced at Otto, 'Now what?'
Otto smiled his evil smile, 'Now, I'm going name collecting.'

Nero sighed, and sank down into his chair, on the way back from his session with the Alpha's he'd received disappointed looks and glares from all the students. It never ceased to amaze him how fast word got around HIVE.
The buzzer sounded on his desk and Nero sighed pressing the button to allow the doors to slide open.
A security guard stepped into the room, 'There are a few students here to see you sir,' he said.
Nero suppressed a groan as the students stepped into the room, amongst them was the familiar face of Otto Malpense. He could guess what this was about.
There were two students from every stream, Otto seemed to be acting as spokesman (unsurprisingly).
'Sir, I'm sure your aware of why we are here,' began Otto, 'After your announcement in the auditorium a few hours ago, I believe you are unaware of how far we students are willing to go to get this party.'
Nero kept poker-faced.
'So sir, I have here a petition,' continued Otto, gesturing to two Henchmen students, who carried between them a massive roll of paper.
'Not one student in this school failed to sign it.'
There was a moments silence. Outwardly, Nero appeared calm and blank-faced, inside, he was in turmoil.
Otto gestured to the two Henchmen who stepped outside the room and started to unroll the petition. Nero blinked in surprise as it was slowly unravled, it was incredibly long and he had a feeling that Otto wasn't exaggerating when he said that every student had signed it.
'The security guards were also quick to agree to our idea,' remarked Otto as Dr. Nero surveyed the petition with a critical eye.

'And what if I say "no" to your idea?' he queried after a moment.
The students all exchanged a quick glance, 'Then,' replied Otto levelly, 'We will be as villainous as possible until you agree.'
Nero was silent for a few moments then smiled suddenly and unexpectedly, 'This will cost me a fortune.'
Otto beamed before shrugging a little and replying, 'The technical stream are eager to get busy with the lighting and Professor Pike seemed delighted at our proposal of the party.'
Nero raised an eyebrow, 'Well then Otto Malpense, I think you had better get busy, you have a party to prepare.'

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