Next up, time to plan pranks! Thanks for reviewing, Princess Crystalgem (and yes, I knew.)

"So," Trent said, his green eyes sympathetic but curious, "What sparked off the boys running their mouths about all this stuff? I didn't believe a word of it, but I was wondering why they were mad enough at you to start saying it."

Gwen gave a sigh. "Courtney and Lindsay manipulated me out to the date they'd been on where the boys were getting drunk and videoing themselves cow-tipping, basically escaping by shoving me into their place. They were playing keep-away with my keys and saying I'd get them back when I gave them what they wanted, making out they were doing me a favour…" she snorted. "But they were so hammered, it was kind of easy to shove them into cow shit, grab my keys off them and run for it. Then when I got to school today, Courtney started teasing me about what they said happened. I don't know if she started it or they did."

"Either way," Trent murmured, with a note of calm anger in his voice, "I figure it would be a favour to the whole school if we got a little revenge other than just me trying to fight them again. Scare them straight, you know? Make sure they never do that to you or any other girl again. It doesn't really matter if they started the rumour – they shouldn't have been trying to trap you in the first place. We can deal with Courtney next. Chase and Ripper first."

Gwen smiled wanly. "You make it sound like you've already planned it out."

"Yeah," Trent admitted, "I had some ideas. Just…I should ask you. Are you okay with firearms?"

Gwen looked at him warily. "Um, you're not suggesting we shoot them, are you?"

"Not with lethal bullets," Trent clarified. "I have these bullets that are more like…tranquilizer balls. They'll bleed a little, but that's all. We could use slingshots, I guess, but guns are more efficient. My dad has a license to carry, and so he taught me how to shoot. I've got two revolvers. So what we can do is lure them out and knock them out there."

Gwen frowned. "I don't understand, though. How is knocking them out scaring them straight?"

"That's why we need the guns," Trent explained. "We need to make it look like they tried to shoot each other. You can forge a suicide note. I was thinking suggesting they were in a gay relationship and knowing they'd have to quit the football team. I know how homophobic that team is – staying on the team would be a nightmare. Their only hope would be joining the hockey team – I've seen one of the hockey boys at a cheapo restaurant with that guy who has bleached hair in our grade. They looked pretty cozy." Apparently he hadn't known that the other boy was on the basketball team.

Gwen shrugged. "That rumour's been going around forever. Guess that one was true." Then she brightened, adding "I think Chase and Ripper are some of the worst as far as homophobia goes. If people think they were gay, they'll be laughingstocks for the rest of the year!" She paused, asking "How long do the tranquilizers last?"

Trent shrugged. "About twelve hours, give or take. If we get them close to the school early, like maybe in the forest behind it at dawn, they'll probably have been found before they wake up." Trent paused. "Although," he said slowly, "I wanted to ask you if you were going to be able to lure them out for us. Like, calling one of them and offering to make their rumour come true tomorrow morning or something? If we get them to strip before we shoot them, that'll make the rumour even more believable."

Rather than cringing, Gwen actually smiled and said "As long as I don't actually have to touch them, I'll do it. I want revenge, too."

"No need to worry about that," Trent said, laughing. "I wouldn't make you cheat on me. I'll shoot Ripper if you'll shoot Chase. Then we can just put the note with them and run for it." He paused, and added "I feel like our love is almost godly. To make you cheat would be, like, the ultimate sin."

Gwen giggled at that. "Like, God is the one who wants us to be together?"

Trent shrugged. "What we're doing today is doling out karma as a team. Like God should be doing. So, that's why I would say that our love is practically God." Gwen didn't reply, but her smile was enough to prove that she agreed with him.

So, a couple of hours later, Gwen called up the quarterback. "Hi, Chase? It's Gwen. I wanted to apologize for last night. I was just kind of…overwhelmed that you two wanted me. The truth is…you kind of figured out my fantasy. Two guys at once? How did you know what I'd love?"

Chase sounded a little taken aback. "Oh. Wow. I guess…just lucky?"

"Well," Gwen went on, trying to sound as seductive as possible, "I was thinking, maybe I could make up for last night. To you and Ripper. How about we meet at the forest behind the school at dawn, around six or so? All of us, and we'll have some fun. No strings attached."

Chase sounded super excited. Gwen heard him gulp and say "No problem. We'll be there."

Trent was still with Gwen when she made the call. He'd spent the last two hours hammering out the details and comforting Gwen after her awful day. They'd made out just before Gwen made the call, which had gone some way to reassure her that she could do this.

"I'm impressed," Trent commented dryly. "I don't know exactly why, though, since you already said something not too different to me and I was ready to do just about anything for you."

Gwen laughed. "Except when I said all that to you, I meant it. But I suppose you had the added demotivator that I'd just broken into your house and woken you up."

"If I tell you the next time my dad's away, will you break in again?" Trent asked teasingly. "I'm okay when the intruder is a beautiful girl who wants nothing but me."

Gwen shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. Not tonight, but I'm setting my alarm so I have time to shower and dress." School was only ten minutes away, and thirty minutes would be enough to get ready if she didn't bother with breakfast.

"Want me to bring my motorcycle?" Trent suggested. "Then you won't have to wake your mom by taking the car."

Gwen shrugged. "Sure, we can do that. She'll probably be up anyway. I've already texted her and told her I'm going to be out early because I want to do a shoot for an art project. It's not a total lie, right?"

Trent laughed. "Okay, that's a terrible pun," he teased. "But I love it anyway. Maybe you should take some photos in the forest before the boys get there. Then, when we're done knocking them out, we'll go to the nearest Seven-Eleven and I'll buy you breakfast."

Gwen shrugged. "Maybe. How about I buy you breakfast instead? As long as it's something other than a slushie."

"Hey, don't knock slushies!" Trent defended his addiction automatically. "But I'll choose something more conventional for breakfast. Promise."

Gwen shrugged, smiling. "I guess I better get my homework done. See you tomorrow. Dark and early."

Trent gave her a quick kiss goodbye. "I'll be the one with the motorbike and revolvers." Then he was gone.

Poor Gwen. By the way, the reason I used tranq balls instead of having Trent bullshit about Ich Luge bullets as in the original is because we know tranq ballsexist in this universe. Who knows, maybe they would have been more effective if they were loaded into guns? Probably not.

Oh, and that Rajbow mention? Yeah, I state that Bowie is on the basketball team. The reason for that is because he's shown making a basket in his audition tape, and because he's physically skilled. The reason Trent knew Raj was on the hockey team was because he was still in uniform.

Fun fact that you might have missed: Raj is the alternate captain of the hockey team, while Wayne is the official captain. Wayne has a C on his uniform and Raj has an A. Check their uniforms next time you see the reboot!