Matt Marinara and Jason Mustard thought their days of dealing with
troublemakers were over after the chaos of "The Laxative Ninja." But
Backwoods High had a way of never letting things go back to normal for
too long.
One afternoon, as Matt and Jason sat in the cafeteria discussing the
upcoming science project, their conversation was abruptly interrupted by
David Lewis, better known as "The Film Class Nerd Psycho." He strolled
over with his ever-present camera dangling around his neck, his eyes
gleaming with a strange mix of mischief and ambition.
"Hey, Matt, Jason," David said, his voice dripping with fake enthusiasm.
"I've got a new project I'm working on for film class. I need a couple of
stars, and I think you two would be perfect."
Matt and Jason exchanged wary glances. They hadn't forgotten the pudding
fight incident. David had caught the entire fiasco on tape and made sure
it went viral around the school. Thanks to him, everyone still called
them "The Pudding Pals."
"We're not interested," Jason said flatly.
"Oh, c'mon," David insisted, pulling out his phone to show them a
storyboard. "This one's gold. You guys just need to do a quick skit in
the hallway—nothing big. Trust me, you'll love it."
Matt squinted at the storyboard. "What kind of skit?"
"All you have to do is stand in front of the vending machine and act like
you're trying to buy snacks," David explained, barely able to contain his
excitement. "Then, just pretend to get into a fake argument over a bag of
chips. It'll be hilarious!"
Jason rolled his eyes. "Yeah, and then what? You edit it to make us look
like idiots again?"
David grinned. "Exactly."
"Pass," Mark said, shaking his head.
But David wasn't going to give up that easily. "Look, I already filmed
you guys once, remember? The pudding fight. This is just a fun follow-up!
You'll be Backwoods's funniest duo."
"No thanks," Jason said, standing up. "We're done being your punchline."
As the two walked away, David's smile faded. "Oh, you'll do it," he
muttered under his breath. "One way or another."
The next day, during lunch, David struck. While Matt and Jason were
sitting at their usual table, David casually walked by and accidentally
dropped a can of soda near their feet. It rolled, and in that moment, the
cafeteria seemed to freeze.
"Oops," David said loudly. "My bad."
He had set them up. Just as Matt bent down to pick up the soda can, Jason
knocked into him, sending his tray flying. Matt crashed into the table,
and the tray of lasagna splattered all over the front of his shirt. It
wasn't long before the entire cafeteria erupted in laughter.
Matt stood up, covered in food, and glared at David, who was already
recording the scene with a wide grin.
"You're dead, David!" Matt shouted, charging at him.
Jason tried to stop him, but it was too late. Matt lunged, tackling David
to the ground. The camera clattered to the floor, still recording as the
two rolled around in a chaotic struggle.
In the midst of the commotion, Principal Smith arrived, furious. "What is
going on here?!"
As the principal separated the boys, David sat up, laughing through a
split lip. "It's all on tape! This is going to make for the best footage
yet!"
Smith grabbed the camera, shut it off, and gave both Matt and David
detention for the next week. As Matt sat in the principal's office with
David, waiting for their punishment to be decided, David leaned over with
a smirk.
"Don't worry, Marinara," David whispered. "This is just the beginning.
I'll get you and Mustard in the next one, too."
Matt clenched his fists, his eyes narrowing. He and Jason weren't done
with David Lewis, but this time, they'd be ready for whatever scheme he
had in store next.