Chapter 5 Senior Year September Part One

It was two months after the last JC incident' and through that He decided to go to the Engineers Camp that was offered to him by his AP Physics teacher. During that month in August he had the time of his life being the tinkerer that he always was and even created a gadget for Sam, Something fun to give her.

"Now, to know where she is?" Freddie asked himself as he dragged along the halls of Ridgeway high, trying to find the blond haired de-

Suddenly he was tugged into a small, dark, place, what felt like another JC. And after thrown back towards the wall at a harsh pace he looked up thinking its Sam through the darkness. So he puckered up ready for the first kiss from her in months.

But instead the lights came on.

"Gibby?" Freddie said through his still puckered lips.

"Yo Freddie? Uh I am flattered but sorry I don't roll that way."

Freddie unpuckered his lips and gave Gibby the stink eye. "I was waiting for Sam."

"Oh, well I am certainly not Sam, I-"

"You're Gibby, I know!" Freddie interrupted in frustration. "What do you want man?"

"Oh, well we are good buddies right man?"

"Uh yea, I guess"

"Well," Gibby walked towards the other side of the closet leaning on the wall and pulls a thinking face. "What can you say about love, Freddie?"

"Hmm," Freddie didn't think about it so much, but he felt as it was a good question. "It comes up and bites ya Gibby, and it has lasting effects, some last longer than others. Why are you asking me this"

"Because, I am falling for Carly,"

"Because you are falling fo- YOUR WHAT?"

"Yep, Freddo. Gibby got it bad!"

After seconds and seconds of stunned silence, Gibby kills the silence "Well? Think you can help?"

"Your kidding me, right?" Freddie shakes his head in disbelief. He can't get through the jungle that is him and Sam, how in the world he can help out-

"I know what your thinking, and Gibby can help!"

"What?"

"Yep, Gibby knows that your in a confusing deal with Sam, and Gibby's falling for Carly" He comes face to face with Freddie

"You, and Gibby can help each other out ya know?"

"Uh, sure I guess." Freddie answered, not before he puts out his next question. "Why are you talking in third person?"

"Because Gibby Can!"

It was a long few days of making Gibby attractive towards Carly, which wasn't that hard as she thought he was for the most part as said suddenly a while ago. Still It wasn't easy, He had to work on less shirtless Gibby, and MUCH MUCH less third person Gibby. It wasn't easy. But Freddie liked the work he did on him for the most part, they still had a bit to go but progress is progress.

What Gibby is working on Freddie through these few days was being bolder than usual. Being the Fredward Benson that Sam can at least turn her head too, so one thing was asking her out on a date, which he was going to do right now as they came into the JC'.

But Sam, had other ideas. She pushes him in with a black bag in her hand, it wasn't too big of a bag, more of a duffle. But it was filled to the brim of stuff.

"Sam we need to talk," Freddie says as he start pacing around in the closet.

"Uh huh," She replies as she opens that bag and looks through it.

"Look, you know how I feel of sorts ya know?"

"Uh, tell me again?" She picks up a screwdriver, gets a ladder that is near her and starts working on the air duct besides her.

"Well, you see I have been wadding through how I feel about ya knowing what we been through in our friendship? relationshi- whatever we are doing here. And I think I know what I want out of this."

"Oh, Really?" Sam mumbles as she works on the last of the screws that is on the duct.

"Well what I want from you i-" He stops and sees Sam working on getting the next thing from her black bag. "Sam?"

"Yup?" She answers.

"What is going on?"

"Nothing," She answers non chalant and continues with what she calls, 'nothing'. "Just stink bombing the whole school."

"Oh, your just stink bom-" Freddie took a second big double take that week "WHAT?"

"Here, take this" She throws Freddie a gas mask and puts one on for herself as she pulls out this large milk jug looking container of what is to be the stink bomb. She holds a smile of triumph as she stares at the large, very supicious and very brownish and most of all, very, very stinky contraption.

"I call it 'Baron Von Stinkerschmitz' AKA: The Red Baron!"

Even the gas mask couldn't mask all of the smell as Freddie fell back towards the wall in stinky shock. "What did you do SAM!"

"I created what is a truly a masterpiece!"

"But this is only September! why are you doing this now!"

"Because," She answered. "I am running a test run."

"What?" Freddie said in stunned shock.

"Yea," Sam throws the 'Red Baron' into the duct closes it. "On the science hall"

"WHY SAM!"

"Just out of spite, turds wouldn't let me cook the pigs they cut into last year. So a taste of their own medicine for the win!"

"Sam, they were unedible for a reason, as they were for SCIENCE!"

"Well, they shouldn't have been just for that! VIVA LA REVOLUCION!" She yells as she throws the 'Baron' in the air duct and runs towards the door and leaves.

"Sam! Sam!" Not before locking Freddie inside though.

As the smell of some rancid things come through the JC, Freddie just sat there in the stink, not believing Sam's antics, and also he didn't even get to ask her out.

"These Gas Masks are barely working!"

What. A. Day.

Ed Hartley know that this place was noted amongst other school Janitors in this city "Stinkiest High School in Seattle," And he was trying his hardest to denote that. But, its hard when some one puts a Stinkbomb in the air duct of the whole science hall. A powerful one that pulled out the Industrial Strength Bleach and a machine that spills that out in air Freshener form. He wen't through all seven classes trying to take the stench out of the air. It worked for the most part but it takes a lot of his time cleaning the rest of the school and he needs to get on it ASAP! He has a game to watch tonight.

"If I find whomever done this to that Science Hall I would bring in my own brand of punishment" Ed mumbled as he opend his closet door.

And there stood Fredward, the 12th grader now, A black bag and what to have smelled to be ground zero of this fiasco.

"YOU!" Ed screamed, eyes wide and glaring mad amongst Fredward.

"Look! You gotta believe me, the bully is the one behi- " Freddie tried to give him the truth, but it looks way too much like fiction to believe it.

"Right now I see YOU not now 'bully'? I should have known when I was nice to ya about staying here it was gonna bite me!" Ed said with cold eyes.

Freddie just sighed knowing he was done for, and admitted defeat.

"Okay, I'll give," Freddie sighed. "Take me to the principal."

"Oh no no no," Ed waved his finger. "You as a possible first time offender would just get susupended."

"How would you know about that?"

"Look at ya this doesn't seem the thing you do? Huh?"

"No." Freddie hangs his head. "What I am supposed to do?"

"You are going to help me with this place and the rest of the school, I have worked on the the Science hall all day and with no help at ALL!"

Ed handed Freddie another one of his jumpsuits and picks up a few mops, brooms and buckets.

"You are going to clean, then you and me are going to clean this place up and down and see how it feels for a janitor for the day."

"But-"

"It's either that, or you going to the principal and him calling your mom!"

"Uh, I'll get ready!" Freddie said giving a fake upbeat smile, holding a mop in one hand and his jumpsuit and a bucket on the other walked out of the JC as quickly as he could.

"Kids." Ed grumbles as he follows him.

A/N: I hope you like this one and get a few laughs, please read and review. I Love to hear from you guys.