Disclaimer: Gimme a P! Gimme a ... you know what? Cheerleaders should spell harder words.
Author's Note: There's been an increase in new readers, and even writers here, possibly because of Aly's new staring role on Hellcats, so to prime that pump and perhaps attract even more new participants here, there a little Hellcats-Phil of the Future story posted in the Hellcats's story group entitled "Cast Typed," the fifth story among the Hellcats's yarns. (Kitty, yarn ... aw, I thought it was worth a snicker.)
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Mr. Hackett, you better come down here as soon as you get in. It's the cafeteria ... either all the kids are going to eat outside today, or I'm going to need some serious help if this place is going to be fit to eat off the floor by lunch. Actually, you could eat off the floor now - what the Halloween happened here last night? There's flour on the tables and floor tiles, cupcake fragments everywhere - the walls, the ceiling - and icing; watch where you step when you - EW! That's not icing! What is it? Black as the devil's soul, but (sniff, sniff) it smells sickly sweet. Maybe you could send me some of the students who get sent to you for discipline this morning; once they see what they'll be cleaning up, they'll beg to go back and be good learning in a nice, clean classroom. Until then, I guess I'll get started clee- HEY, you know who'd be a big help? Can you give Debbie Berwick a pass from her morning classes? She's a real hard worker and, anyway, she loves cupcakes. Maybe not after this.
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Now, the countdown starts as BEEP approaches its 100th chapter.
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