As it turns out, Aku didn't mean to collect every cobra in one room, only get the top members in a meeting to decide the dynamic duo's fate. The two newest additions to the fraternity were escorted into a darkened meeting room with the rest of the house's highest members, sitting down at a large circular table that allowed them all to see one another. A click sounded in the room, and a projector turned on, casting a glow on the far wall. "This," Aku said, stepping out of the shadows. "Is Alpha Major." He brought up a clicker, pointing it at the projector, switching the slide to one that showed a fraternity.

"Last year, these bastards," He continued, switching to the next slide. "Did this to our front door." The image was gruesome to say the least. On what looked like the front door of the Omega M. building, was the mutilated body of a King Cobra. The reptilian mascot chosen by the house had been torn open and gutted, then nailed to the wood with a bloody... "What the hell is that!?" Johnny abruptly asked, clearly in awe of the brutality in the photo.

"That, my friend, is a boar's tusk." Aku answered, gritting his teeth in a way that looked painful. "Their mascot is a damn pig, just like the lot of them." He growled. The rest of the members murmured in assent, apparently having dealt with the house of boars for quite some time. "But now, we, get, our, REVENGE!" Aku yelled, slamming a fist onto the wooden table. "And how exactly are we gonna do that?" Someone asked. "They have been encroaching on our territory for too long now!" Aku answered. "Letting their living tub of lard loose in the building, jeering at us in public, sabotaging our meetings and other events, it all stops now!" He shouted, earning a a cry of approval from his fellow Cobras.

"No, no. They've gotta learn, and what better way to learn, than by living through hell!?" The others erupted into chaos, planning a grand scheme to drag out the competition and humiliate them publicly. Jack and Johnny looked at each other, skeptical and unsure of just what they were getting into. After a couple of hours or so filled with bickering and arguments made by members with ideas or conceptions, the group had settled on a single plan of action.

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"Remind me again, why are we doing this?" Jack asked, wondering how he'd managed to be persuaded into camping outside an opposing fraternity's house, in a thorny bush, at 2 In the morning. Jack glared at him as if he'd insulted his mother, looking ridiculous wearing his signature sunglasses in the dark of night. "Dude, Dont'cha wanna get in good with these guys? C'mon I thought we went over this already!" Jack sighed and rolled his eyes. "If I recall properly, you were the one who wanted this so badly. I was simply forced to join you." He grumbled. "And look how far you've gotten thanks to me." Johnny retorted rather loudly, earning a shush from his partner. "Fine, let us just get this over with, the sooner the better." Jack sighed, resigning to keeping an eye out.

It had been a week ago when the two had been given the simple roles of lookouts for that nights operation. The senior members of the house had decided to attack the opposition fraternity during one of their meetings, a time when all the important members of the group would be gathered in one place. The plan was for them to sneak in and steal the house's prized hog, dress it up in a ridiculous costume, and let it loose on campus, working fast to deface the frat house before leaving. Jack hadn't liked the sound of any of it. For one, his affinity towards animals left him hesitant. However, Johnny quickly reassured him that the pig wouldn't be harmed.

"Relax, man. The point here is to teach 'em not to mess with us." He'd said. "Nobody's gonna get hurt, scouts honor." He affirmed, making mock salute with his hand. Jack, though, wasn't buying it. "It still does not make it right. This is something a criminal would do, and I am no criminal." He said adamantly. "I know you're not." Johnny groaned. "I'm not one either." He took a breath, scratching the back of his head. Jack knew that his friend had meant well, and so (after several days of negotiating) he let himself be convinced to follow through with the plan, on the condition that he have nothing to do with any illegal or negative activities directly.

Looking back on it now, the scholar regretted his decision immensely.

His legs were beginning to grow sore as he crouched beneath the leaves of the brush, and Johnny had nodded off at least 3 times already. Their seniors had entered the building what seemed like hours ago, and hadn't been seen or heard since. The two freshmen had been watching the surrounding area (well, Jack had) and there was no sign of any danger to the operation. Jack was growing frustrated just waiting there, and with Johnny's incessant whining and complaining about not being able to join the others, he felt like he was going insane.

Fed up with the nights events, or lack thereof, Jack was about to stand up and leave. But suddenly, Johnny yelped. "Look!" Jack immediately knelt back down, his eyes darting towards the Alpha residence. Behind the shrouded Victorian windows near the front door, the two could see lights flickering about, white, like a flashlights. Without warning the entrance to the establishment burst open, swinging violently as a squealing pink mass flung itself off the porch and into the night. It flashed by them, only a blur of garish makeup and glitter as it flew past.

"Was that... A wig? And-"

"Pom poms? Yeah."

"FUCKIN RUUUUUUUNNN!" A voice yelled. In a chaotic charge, omega seniors poured from the open doors of the alpha house, scattering upon impact with the grassy lawn. The sound of shouting and clamor erupted from inside the abode, filling Jack with a sense of urgency. The others were already half way across the campus clearing, and their pursuers were nearly out the door. Realizing their situation, Jack took action. "Get down!" He hissed, grabbing Johnny's arm and throwing them both to the ground. Just as the two collapsed beneath the tangled foliage, a wave of furious looking Alphas surged from within their fraternity, looking as if they were ready to kill. They argued amongst themselves, eventually dividing up into groups, taking off in pursuit of the rowdy omegas who could still be heard whooping and laughing from far off.

Jack let loose the breath he'd been holding in, and turning his gaze towards the flustered Johnny Bravo who'd landed on top of him in their swift attempt to hide. He was blushing like mad, looking mortified at the position the two were in, his hair was an absolute mess, and his glasses had since fallen off, exposing his crystal blue eyes.

"Er..." Jack said, clearing his throat. "You can move now, I believe they are all gone." Johnny sputtered, awkwardly vaulting up into a standing position, looking anywhere but at Jack. Jack stood up calmly, but a sharp pain shot through his left leg and he winced, falling to the ground again. Johnny's head whipped around instantly, worry covering his face. "Woah there Jack, you okay?" He asked, stepping closer. Jack grimaced and looked at his ankle, which appeared to be reddening and beginning to swell. He shook his head and sighed heavily, attempting once more to get up.

Jack wavered, his knees buckling. As he fell Johnny's reflexes kicked in, his arms stretching outwards to catch his wounded friend. "Woah, woah, I don't think you should be standing on that." He commented, looking down at the other's obviously sprained ankle. "No, I am fine, really." Jack insisted, stubbornly refusing any help. Johnny made a face, obviously not persuaded by his argument. Before Jack could push the matter any further, he felt himself falling backwards, his eyes widening as his legs were pulled out from under him. He uttered an embarrassingly high pitched squeak in his confusion, a hand flying instantly to his mouth once he heard it.

Johnny had managed to swing the smaller into a bridal style cradle, his mouth set into a firm line as he tried to keep his composure. Jack, on the other hand, had been caught completely off guard and couldn't hide his mortified reaction. "P-p-put me down!" He sputtered, trying and failing to keep his speech steady. "This is highly unnecessary, I can walk fine on my own, yo-" But Johnny stopped him. "That's enough." He said defiantly, looking Jack directly in the eye. "We need to regroup with the other guys, and you need to have your leg looked at."

Jack stared back at him in shock, never having seen such a serious side of the blond before. Accepting that he'd have to put his sense of pride aside for the moment, Jack agreed to let his companion carry him, and the two set off as the sun began to rise.