Toonist Comunity Centre is set far away from everything, hidden from any source of human contact. All of the things they do need to be hidden as much as possible, so they don't get caught by police. But even with all those restrections, they do get caught many times. Especially when people come there only to learn something, not stay. Plus, when they think they aren't toonists.
That was, of course, Mertle's case. She wasn't planning to become a part of the comunity. She only wanted to let her anger out. In a wrong way. That same night when she ran away, Mertle came to a bigger building, colored in green.
She opened the door and went trough yet another hall that wasn't so dark due to many doors that were mostly open. For a while, Mertle wandered trough the hospital-like building, confused by it's inside constructure and wondering who she could ask for help.
Finaly, Mertle saw one of the doors that lead to some kind of a lab. So she went in. There were a few guys working on something. "Uh...hello?", she said. All of them turned around and just stared at her for a while. "What do you want kid?", one of them asked, annoyed by her appearance. She didn't look like she was supposed to be here.
"I came here to learn", said Mertle in a serious tone, "But. I don't consider myself a toonist". Another one of them sighed. They didn't want to have to do anything with her at this time of night. "Alright", he said, "Take any room you want and get some sleep, you're probably tired right now. We're starting tomorrow".
Mertle just nodded, she felt like collapsing to the ground at that moment. So she went back into the hall and went to a random room, not caring which one. Once she set her things next to the bed, she remembered one more thing and went back to the lab. "Excuse me", she said, "Does the room have a bathroom?".
The guys burst out laughing. "As if!", one of them said, "We all have one male and one female bathroom, that's the rule. This is a public institution, you know". "Ok, thank you", said Mertle coldly and went to get ready for bed. She could barely walk, the constant running exhausted her both physicaly and mentaly.
Little did she know they were preparing a little prank for her. Well, it wasn't so little. While she was asleep, they set a glass of...something on her nightstand. "Now we'll really teach her something", said one of them after that. Little did they know Mertle was smart enough to see the liquid didn't look so safe. She got so angry, she trew it right away into the toilet and went to give those jerks a speech.
"Listen you!", she exclaimed, then lowered her voice, "First of all, good morning. Second, I know you misunderstood me, so let me explain it again, this time a little better I guess. I'm here to learn how to shoot. I want to kill that one toon with a red hat and a blue sweater, not because I'm a toonist, 'cause I'm not, but out of rage".
They looked at her, shocked. "How do you know all of that?", one of them asked. So she got that book out. They gasped. "Thank you so much for bringing it back!". "What?!". "They stole it from us one time we got caught, and now you brought it back". "No wonder", said Mertle, "I got it from a bad behaved kids section in the orphanage".