Disclaimer: Me no own The Breakfast Club...okey dokey?

Author's Notes: Yes, I know I haven't updated in a while, but this is one of those emotional, dramatic chapters that will hopefully make up for that.

Chapter 20: Connie Gets The Horns

Lookin' at you

Holdin' my breath

For once in my life

I'm scared to death

"Wait...what's the date on that, again...?" Connie asked, still looking over Nick's shoulder.

"Uh...March 24, 1984," Nick replied, skimming over the letter.

"What's wrong, Connie?" Daf asked.

"My parents were in detention together in '84..." Connie muttered.

"A lot of people's parents were in detention together in '84...!" Sean pointed out.

"And you know would know this, how...?" Kyle asked him.

"Well, he's a genius, obviously...!" Nick replied, sarcastically.

"I'm just saying that just because the year's the same, it doesn't mean this was written by either of her parents!" Sean told them.

"But that doesn't mean that they weren't there..." Nick pointed out "...a Brain,an Athlete, a Basketcase, A Princess and a Criminal...that's five people, only one of 'em wrote this."

"Hell, the Basketcase might even be my mom, she went to high school with Connie's parents..." Kyle told them.

"What makes you think your mom wasn't the Princess?" Daf asked.

Nick and Kyle glanced at each other, and tried to contain their laughter.

"...You've obviously never met his mother..." said Nick.

"What about your dad, do you think he was one of these people, too?" Daf asked.

Kyle shrugged.

"...I dunno, mom told me that he was a jock in high school, so he might've been the Athlete - "

" - Oh my God...!" Sean exclaimed, exasperated "...why are you people getting your hopes up about this? There's no proof that this was any of your parents!"

"Thank you, Captain Optimistic..." Nick remarked.

Connie took the letter from Nick and walked over to the photocopier.

"I'm still gonna show this to my parents, just in case," she said, as she turned on the photocopier and put the letter inside.

"...What is even the point of this?" Sean asked, turning and heading back to his desk.

"Well, unless you wanna fall through the ceiling again, this is my biggest source of entertainment right now," Nick told him, as he headed back to his own desk.

Once the copy of the letter was printed, Connie took it and the original letter and walked over to her desk to join the rest of them.

Dropping the copy onto her chair, she smiled.

"Do you realize how cool this would be if me and Kyle's parents really were at that detention...?" she asked.

"It would definitely be a bit bizarre..." Nick agreed.

"Yeah, it'd be like "Degrassi: The Next Generation", only it's more like "Shermer High Saturday Detention: The Next Generation"," said Daf.

They all just stared at her.

"...What?" she asked, looking around at the othe other four.

" You just stick to thinkin', Butch, that's what you're good at," Kyle told her.

"What?" Daf asked, confused.

"Butch Cassidy & The Sundance Kid , sweetheart, ever seen it?" Kyle asked, with a smirk.

"OK...you keept givin' me pet names, and I'm seriosuly gonna hurt you - "

"What is going on in here?" Vernon yelled, as the library door opened with a bang.

They all looked over at him, startled.

"N - Nothing sir," Sean stammered, as he sat down in his seat.

Kyle and Daf also scrambled into their seats, but Connie wasn't quick enough.

"Connie Bender...!" Vernon snapped, as Connie was just about to sit down.

"Yes, sir...?" Connie asked.

"What is that in your hand?" he asked.

Connie glanced down at the letter and then looked over at Nick.

"Uh...it's nothing, sir," Nick answered for her, standing up, "it's just some doodles I drew, and I wanted to show them to Connie."

Vernon glared at the two of them, then he looked around the room...and his eyes fell on the aged envelope that was sitting on the librarian's desk.

...The empty envelope.

"...doodles, huh?" Vernon asked, as he walked over to the desk and picked up the envelope.

All five students cringed.

"Oh, this is bad..." Daf whispered.

Kyle just stared at the back of her head as his own worried thoughts ran through his mind.

"...This is really bad..."

"Bender, front and centre!" he barked.

"Sir, it wasn't her - " Nick began, but Vernon cut him off.

" - I'm not interested in your pitiful excuses, Harrison, I asked for Bender," he said."...Now, Bender!"

So Connie obeyed, walking up to join Mr. Vernon at the front of the room.

Vernon immediately snatched the letter out of Connie's hand and read it over.

"Well..." he said "...so I see you've found some of my fan mail."

For the first time that day, Connie was actually scared.

But what she didn't know was that the other four teens were, too.

...Even Sean.

"Alright, Bender, let's go," he said, taking her arm and leading her out of the room.

"But Mr. Vernon - " Nick began, but he was silenced with one glare from Vernon, as he opened the library door.

"You will be without Miss Bender's services for the rest of the day," he told them,"But don't worry, you only have a few more hours until you can go home..." he then glanced over at Connie "...and seven more days until most of you have to come back here again."

With that, he pulled Connie out of the room and shut the door.

As soon as it slammed shut, Nick started walking toward the door, quickly.

Kyle stopped him before he was halfway there and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You do anything stupid, and things are just gonna get worse," he told him.

"How do you know that?" Nick asked, edge in his voice, as he kept his eyes on the door.

"How is it that you don't...?" Kyle replied.

Nick glanced at his best friend, then shrugged his hand off his shoulder, walked back to his desk, and slumped down in his chair.

"This is bad..." Daf mumbled.

As they marched through the hallway, Connie nearly fell as she tried to keep up with Mr. Vernon, whose hand was still clenched around her arm.

"So, you like to cause trouble, huh...?" he said, as they reached the janitor's closet "...I always knew you'd turn out to be like your gutless father. But y'know what? I turned out like my father, too..." he then pushed her against the closet door "...and he was an army colonel!"

"...Gee, I never woulda guessed," Connie muttered.

"Shut up!" Vernon snapped, as he pulled her away so that he could opened the door, When he yanked the door open he pushed her inside and slammed the door behind him as he followed her in.

"You like to learn about history, Bender...?" hee asked, holding up the letter,"alright, here's a little history lesson for ya...some twenty - odd years ago, I had your father in this exact same closet, and y'know what I said to him...?"

" - I'm guessing it wasn't a poem off of a Hallmark card...?" Connie asked.

"I told him that once he was outta here, and he'd forgotten all about this school, and the years he spent here, I would be there to remind him..." he told her "...I told him that I was gonna knock his dick in the dirt."

"Wow...graphic," Connie muttered.

"I give it to those who can take it..." Vernon explained "...and your father may not've been as tough as he made himself look, but I knew he could take it. The thing is, he's not here right now, you are..."

"Yes, but as I've previously explained to you, sir, I'm female, therefore, I don't have that part of the anatomy," Connie pointed out.

Vernon glared at her.

"...And also, my name is Connie Bender, not John Bender..." she continued "...is that why you keep calling us by our last names, cuz ya can't remember our first ones...?"

"That's enough outta you, Bender!" Vernon snapped.

"I'm not my father," Connie went on,"if you have a beef with him, then take it up with him, and leave me out of it...cuz I'm sure that you're right; he could take anything that you could dish out...but threatening his daughter isn't gonna make the situation any easier for you."

Vernon just glared at Connie...then he started towards her.

Connie winced, and Vernon smirked.

"...Just like your old man..." he said "...you're just another piece 'a shit from the Bender brood."

Then he turned around and walked out of the closet, leaving Connie alone, inside.

Once he was out in the hallway, Vernon shut the door behind him, and locked it.

It had been about ten minutes since Mr. Vernon had taken Connie out of the library, and none of the teens seemed to be having fun, anymore.

Nick was anxiously pacing on the second floor of the library.

Sean was nervously biting his nails.

Daf was sitting still in her chair, constantly glancing down at her desk, then at the door, fearful.

In the closet, tears were stinging Connie's eyes.

Kyle was sitting on top of his desk facing the back of the room. He kept staring at the book case in front of him, then glancing up at Nick on the second floor, worried.

Suddenly, Nick came down the stairs and headed straight for Daf.

"Nick - " Kyle began, but Nick ignored him.

" - How many 'a those bobbi pins have you got left?" he asked Daf.

"Um..." Daf searched through her purse "...a bunch."

"Well, I just need one."

A few minutes later, Connie was sitting on the floor of the closet, her head leaned back, resting against a stack of boxes, behind her.

Her eyes were still glassy, but the tears wouldn't fall.

Suddenly, she heard heard a sound, like scratching, coming from outside the door.

She saw the doorknob jiggle, and something clicked.

Then the door opened, and she saw Nick standing in the doorway.

It was then that Connie let herself cry.

Nick immediately came into the closet, shutting the door behind him.

As Connie continued to sob, he sat down next to her and put his arm around her, and she rested her forehead on his shoulder.

Nick just held her in his arms and let her cry.

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And the song stanze at the beginning was from "Fo The First Time" by Lifehouse.

- Ace's Buddy