Blake made a point of ignoring nearly all her friends except for Butters and a few others, like Kevin, Timmy or even Cartman. In fact she only ignored the once that had found her at Raisins. This resulted of course with her sitting at a different table away from the main group. Not like she did that intentionally but she was partly way too embarrassed to face them now and partly still annoyed.

Of course Cartman used that to rub it in Kyles face. They after all had still a bet going. If it hadn't been for the glare Blake had sent the red haired boy the moment she got to know about this bet, one of the reasons she was annoyed with them, he might have accidentally told Cartman of her 'job'.

When lunch came around the boys had decided to do something about their friend ignoring them. But it was more in hopes to get some answers out of the girl. Strange as it was Kenny was the one who suggested that first they should get back on talking terms with the girl before trying to get answers out of her. So they approached Blake as she sat next to Butters listening to him about something that happened during class.

"Hey Douchebag? Can we talk?" Kyle was the one that spoke up, having the most sense in their little group. Blake only looked over her shoulder at them for a moment before turning back to a nervous looking Butters and giving him a smile.

"Come on dude! We aren't going to uhm..." Stan searched for the right words. What were they not going to do? Judge her? Shun her? Exclude her? Stan shook his head they were friends and friends wouldn't step that low, okay maybe Cartman would but he wasn't around at the moment. Where was the fatass anyway? Now that he thought about it he hadn't seen him since lunch started.

Butters by now was fidgety while Blake just eyed them in expectation as if she was waiting for someone to finish what Stan was trying to say. But before any of them could say anything more a quite pop was heard and a foul smell filled the air in the whole lunch room as more and more pops resounded from each table. All the children were quick to cover their noses and even Blake grimaced at the smell before she covered up her own nose. No one noticed that she shared a look with Butters.

"What the fuck dude! Did you just fart?" Craig yelled through his shirt that covered his nose. Blake glared and shook her head no, even when her farts smelt real bad this was not caused by her ass. Besides her farts tented to smell like death meat or rotten food not like someone mixed up the wrong chemicals in a science project.

The first children started to try to get out, only to find the doors locked. Panic spread but soon the teachers, locked in with them, got the idea to open the windows to get fresh air in unknowingly setting something else in motion. By now the whole room was filled with yelling and PC principal was seen trying to calm everyone down.

"GAH! What is that sound!" Tweek suddenly shrieked looking around hectically.

"What are you talking about?" Token asked confused trying to hear through the yelling what Tweek was hearing.

"Fire crackers!" Someone in the crowd yelled.

Blake blinked and looked over to Butters then to the other boys. Her head tilting as she showed confusion as if she was asking, "Firecrackers? Where?"

It was Craig that then pointed at the ceiling, "Up there."

Collectively they all looked up only to be greeted with water as the fire alarm resounded from all around them. The firecrackers had apparently caused enough heat to cause the schools fire alarm system to activate. All the students that were in the lunch room now unwillingly got a shower. Distinctly Blake could hear their principal shouting to find who caused this.

Everyone was drenched in water, some girls were complaining loudly while others were rather wet then further exposed to the smell of the stink bombs. Then suddenly the locked doors opened and Eric Cartman came into view. The boy stared for a moment before a shit eating grin spread across his face. "What the fuck happened guys, you all look like wet dogs."

"ERIC CARTMAN TO MY OFFICE! NOW!"

"WHAT DID I DO?!"

It was silent for a moment as they all listened to Cartman's complains as he was dragged down the hall by PC principal himself. When they heard a distant door slam Kyle finally spoke up as everyone slowly started to get out of the still working water system and to find some dry clothes. "Should have known the asshole had something to do with this."

Blake and Butters once more shared a secret glance before following after the others.

Buttlord watched proudly how General Disarray drew a cross with a bright red marker over a picture off the Coon. Professor Chaos' evil laugh echoed in the base and Buttlord smirked.

"Step one is completed! With Coon out of the way we can go for the rest of the heroes!" She nodded in agreement. Taking out Coon was the easier part. Now they had to deal with the real threat. The Freedom Pals.

"According to my information's he will be in isolation for at least till Wednesday." General Disarray told them his eyes locked on his phone as he read through some recent posts. Apparently Coon was having a field day complaining on the internet about this 'unfair' treatment.

"So we have until Wednesday? That is not much time…" Professor Chaos mumbled worried as he went over the pictures of the other heroes. Buttlord nodded in agreement. Four to five days weren't much but they were going to get the most out of them, thank god that the weekend was about to begin.

"General Dissray, are the rooms for tomorrow reserved? We need to make sure that everything is in place."

"I checked with the manager everything should be ready by tomorrow evening."

Buttlord listened to Chaos and Disarray discussing something important for tomorrow halfheartedly. Her attention was by the remaining boxes stored and she wandered over to them. Reaching into the box Buttlord got out some materials and went over to a free table space next to her villain colleges. She got out her tools, placed her phone on the table and played a video on silent on it. She had watched it by now often enough to know the steps but for her first try she wanted to make sure she did everything right. Then finally she started to work.

She dismantled the object in her hands and started replacing certain parts before she put it back together. The conversation was going from tomorrow's meeting on how to trick Tupperware. Absentmindedly she nodded in agreement that maybe Tupperware shouldn't be their next target.

Buttlord was now working on the object with a screw driver. But not in the way a screwdriver should be used. The tool was used to carve in her villain logo only that the cat ears refused to look like cat ears and more like flames gone wrong.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Disarray's sudden question directed at her, threw Buttlord out of her concentration so that the line she was trying to carve got dragged along the whole object leaving a nice long scratch. She glared at the kid next to her who only lifted his hands and said "Sorry."

Professor Chaos, curious as he was, took the object Buttlord had been working on and inspected it in wonder and amazement. "Did you do these modifications?"

Turning her attention from Disarray to Chaos, Buttlord nodded and pointed at the video still playing on the phone.

"Wow... You can really find instructions for everything on YouTube." General Disarray commented looking up from the phone. Buttlord just shrugged.

She reached out to take the little project back from her friend as Professor Chaos triggered it, right in the direction of her face. A pained yelp echoed in the base as Buttlord fell backwards, hitting the ground hard as she used her hands to cover her forehead.

"O-oh hamburgers! I am sorry buddy! Are you alright?!" Buttlord only nodded, at least she knew her modifications worked. Rubbing her sore forehead, she looked up only to stare at the object in Professor Chaos hands or rather the remains of it.

"What is it, partner?" Said villain looked confused before he looked down at the two pieces he was now holding. "Oh..."

"It broke." General Disarray spoke out what they all realized before he crossed his arms. "It looks like modifying a nerf gun isn't as easy as YouTube makes it look like."

Eric Cartman was mad, livid and extremely pissed as he walked circles in his room. He could usually get out of any kind of grounding but this time he couldn't. His mother was being pressured by the damned Principal and the other teachers. He kicked one of his toys and it pounced of the wall hitting his toy box until it rolled to a stop near his bed.

This wasn't the main reasons of why he was this mad. No it was the fact that for once he didn't have a hand in the prank that he was blamed for. Someone was framing him. "THIS IS BULLSHIT!"

Frustrated he sat down on his bed crossed armed. Whoever framed him was good. They had placed packages of stink bombs and firecrackers in his locker; some were even snuck into his back bag and timed their prank perfectly with his toilet break. They planned for it to look like it had been all his doing yet he didn't do anything.

But no one believed him.

"When I get my hands on that asshole I will…" He muttered the last part inaudible. His mind was running lose with plans on how he was going to make that person suffer. No one and he means no one was getting away free with this.

It wasn't like he didn't have a suspicion on who framed him but he needed more information just to make sure he makes the right person suffer; besides the person of his suspicion was already on his shit list for tricking him. He would need to make contact with some sixth graders soon again.

Pulling out his phone Eric Cartman posted another post on Coonstagram, making his wrath known to the world. For now this was the only way to make his anger known.

Blake fell onto her bed in exhaustion. It wasn't that late but she was already tiered. On her desk laid the result of today's planning session, a modified nerf gun. They had painted it black and drew Chaos symbol in silver and hers in green on it. She still wanted to carve in the symbols but every gun she tried that on fell apart. The painting was a compromise Professor Chaos had made with her after she broke at least five of them.

Turning over Blake noticed something pink on her night stand. She blinked a few time before she reached for it and found that it was the envelope Wendy had given her. With all the villain stuff going on she had completely forgotten about it. Hadn't Wendy said something about a meeting today after school?

Blake opened the letter and blinked a few times first at the paper decorated with stickers and sparkle glue. For a moment she was amazed at how stereotypical girly the letter was. If as a girl she was also supposed to give out letters like that and not just simple pieces of paper she might or might not has ripped out of her notebooks.

- You are here by officially invited to join the list making council by the sparkle law. These meetings are regular and decide over important factors regarding every girls live. Don't misunderstand these meetings are not only for the creation of our lists. For further information please attend the meeting on Friday after school at this location. Do not dismiss this invitation; attendance is obligatory for every invited girl. -

What? Blake blinked in confusion. She looked at the letter from all perspectives before rereading it a few more times. Her eyes wandered over to her window to look at the darkening sky. Well looked like she did miss that meeting of the girls.

Dismissing the letter, despite it saying not too, Blake let it float to the ground as she shrugged it off and turned her attention towards her goldfish, wondering if she had feed it today already. She decided to feed it as she got up and sprinkled some food pallets into the goldfish glass. Tapping the glass she hoped to get a reaction out of her pet fish but it ideally continued swimming from left to right and right to left.

Letting out a mute sigh Blake set down at her desk, she still had to figure out how to get Trent out of the juvenile hall. She did have a few ideas but none of them seemed to be valid enough to go through without exposing what she was doing to the others. They all involved her posting something online that would get attention and him out. Not the best plan if something was supposed to stay secret.

Just as Blake was scribbling down a new plan her phone peeped, looking at the device Blake furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She tilted her head as she unlocked her phone. She was used to her friends texting her every now and then. Heck Butters texted her regularly whenever he had questions or ideas for their villain personas. But the last time she remembered getting a text from this person was… well never really.

Blake did remember that they had posted something on coonstagram towards her before. If she remembered right it had been something about a style check or so? Either way Blake could not remember ever getting a direct text message like that.

- New Girl you missed the meeting today. We decided to give you a second chance, meet me on Monday after school – Bebe -

Slowly Blake started to regret making it known that she was a girl, and that was not only because she had a shift at Raisins after school on Monday too.

Soooo... no Christmas Special after all, I am sorry. I had the beginning for one but when it should turn into some crazy adventure my mind decided to shut down with christmas carols playing and ginger bread stuffed in my face (I blame my aunt...). But I do hope you all had some great holidays!

I don't know when the next update will come, because of new year but I will try to not make you guys wait too long.

Btw the nerf gun thing was inspired by my cousin kinda. He modified my nerf gun for me after I failed doing that even with a tutorial video...

Anyway I hope you all enjoyed reading the chapter! Once again THANK YOU all for the reviews, favorites and follows!

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