"Charlie, please stop. You're scaring the children…" Pim begged, worried that his friend was traumatizing all the children gathered in the elementary school library.

Well, in all honesty, he KNEW this moment in their developmental lives was about to stick with them for the rest of their lives. Especially given how all the children were cowering or even crying behind the bookshelves in fear of-

"FUCK OFF PIM! THESE KIDS ARE ABOUT TO LEARN WHAT BEING RECENTLY DIVORCED DOES TO A MAN!"

…Pim's bong wielding, mental breakdown suffering friend known as Charlie, who was handling the bitter break-up with his wife horribly.

"L-Little kids shouldn't have to learn such a heartbreaking lesson.." Pim again pleaded with his friend, while looking around at the terror-stricken children. "A-And I feel like stripping down to your underpants is going to get us in trouble…"

Charlie kicked a bookshelf, causing the children behind it to scream. "So what, should we be BABYING THEM about-" *bangin ragin bong hit* "-the dangers of marrying a STUPID BITCH LIKE MY- *cough* -WIFE?!"

Pim's heart sank as he watched the children gag on the weed smoke spreading throughout the library. Despite knowing how pissed Mr. Boss was likely going to be after hearing about the horrific ways Charlie ruined their company's school charity event, the little purple critter still couldn't bring himself to get angry.

"Ch-Ch-Charlie, y-you can't do drugs in front of the children…"

double bangin ragin bong hit* "I'M DOING THESE LITTLE SHITS A FAVOR! *cough* *cough* YOU'RE NEVER TO YOUNG TO LEARN HOW BEST TO DEAL WITH A WIFE THAT, well, DOESN'T SUCK DICK!"

Charlie then proceeded to do back-to-back bong rips while raging at the children about his ex-wife. Which predictably didn't last too long, as he had soon cashed his weed. Something that wouldn't sit well with the yellow critter.

"FUCK! FUUUUUCK! I NEED MORE FUCKING WEEEED!"

Charlie flew into a rampage, flipping tables and throwing chairs all around. Thankfully the children were safe behind their shelves. Of course, that wouldn't stop their cries of terror as they witnessed the true horrors of adulthood unfold in front of them.

One child in particular cried out louder than the rest. So loud in fact, that it managed to derail Charlie's tunnel visioned rage.

"GOD, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Charlie hollered, ready to focus his rage on the defenseless child. "UNLESS YOU'VE GOT SOME WEED FOR ME, THEN YOU… You…"

The "annoying interruptive child" was revealed to be a little pink-eyed girl named Ashley, hiding behind her older brother Andrew. And while the green-eyed boy was visibly scared of being faced down by a raging half-naked adult, he was also more than willing to put himself in harm's way if it meant protecting his sister.

"S-S-Stay away from my Leyley!" Andrew yelled in fake confidence, unable to keep himself from trembling behind the bookshelf. "I-I-If y-you even l-l-la-lay a finger on her, th-then I-I-"

Charlie shattered his bong on the shelf, covering him and the Graves children in dirty weed water. The full-grown raging adult would then grab Andrew by his collar to yell right in his face… Though, not for the reasons anyone there thought.

"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! THOSE LUCKY MOUTHS OF YOURS GOT THE PRIVILEGE OF SUCKING ON YOUR MOM'S AWESOME FAT TITS! WHILE I GOT-"

"Charlie, stop right now!" Pim screamed, finally working up the guts to approach his yellow friend. "Think about what you're doing! Grabbing a child like this-"

Charlie swung around and kicked Pim in the face, knocking the purple critter onto the ground. Well more specifically, onto one of the many knocked-over tables which probably hurt a lot more.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING INTERRUPT ME!" Charlie raged, lifting one of the chairs in the air. "THE ONLY THING I WANNA GRAB IS RENEE'S ASS!"

Pim, despite now potentially suffering a concussion, was quick to crawl away behind the safety of a bookshelf. Which just so happened to be the one Andrew and Ashley were shielded by.

"YEAH PIM, THAT'S WHAT I FUCKING THOUGHT!" Charlie smashed the chair on the ground, likely in some display of dominance. "AND WHILE YOU'RE OVER THERE, WHY DON'T YOU TELL THEM HOW YOU CAUSED ALL OF THIS BY FUCKING UP AS MY WINGMAN?!"

Pim didn't immediately respond, instead focusing entirely on trying to recover from his friend's one-shot takedown. Sadly for everyone there, silence wasn't an answer the pissed-off divorcee was willing to accept.

"OH, SO YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE BALLS TO EXPLAIN WHY MY BALLS ARE BLUE RIGHT NOW?!" Charlie raged, moving to the center of the small library room so all the children could see and hear him. "GHRRAAAAHHH, fuck man, I know it wasn't your fault… RENEE'S SHORTSIGHTED OUTLOOK ON LIFE WAS MOSTLY TO BLAME!"

Charlie stood one of the tables back up. Then after taking a moment to stare blankly at the table, presumably due to all that smoked weed finally kicking in, he stepped up on top.

"SO THERE I WAS, WASTING ANOTHER FUCKING DAY OF MY LIFE DOING THIS SHITTY FUCKING JOB!" Charlie began, fucking yelling at the top of his lungs. "PIM WAS HELPING SOME UGLYASS HOODRAT-LOOKING BITCH WITH SOME PROBLEM IN HER APARTMENT! EHHH GOD, EVEN MY BONER ALMOST DIDN'T WANT ANY OF THAT!"

While Charlie was ranting about their last Smile client, Pim had somewhat recovered. A few kindhearted students sat him up after seeing the poor little guy unsuccessfully try to get to his feet. Well truth be told, the kids were more than likely unwilling to let the only other adult there leave them to fend for themselves.

"Oh bless your little hearts…" Thanked Pim, trying his best to save face in front of the children. "*sigh of self-disappointment* I'm so sorry this had to happen. Charlie hasn't been handling his, ughh, 'separation from his wife' in healthy ways."

"AND THEN THAT RAT-NEST-COOCHED SLUT SAID I HAD TO LEAVE AFTER WALKING IN ON ME JERKING IT WITH A PAIR OF HER PANTIES, ALL WHILE MY SUPPOSED 'fRiEnD' PIM TRIED TO GASLIGHT ME INTO THINKING IT WAS MY FAULT!" Charlie continued raging, sounding nearly out of breath. "BUT… But… *heavy breathing* *heavy breathing* But that was NOTHING compared to the ballblue-ening that milf Renee caused meee…"

Charlie took a moment to let the proper amount of rage build back up for his tale to fully sink into the minds of his young captive audience… Which is just a fancy way of saying the fat fuck had to catch his breath.

Andrew decided now was probably the only chance he'd have to get some answers, without risking the screaming wrath of the rampaging wreck. Admittedly, the young boy had to ask himself first if he even wanted to know. But soon, his curiosity cried out for clarity.

"O-Ok, he got divorced, got it… But what does any of this have to do with our mom?"

Pim tried his hardest to come up with a child-friendly response to the VERY adult things his friend was engaging in. Though, to his and Andrey's shock, the answer would come crying from Ashley.

"HE WANTS TO MARRY MOM!" She cried, bawling her eyes out on Andrew's back. "I DON'T WANT A YELLING FAT FUCK FOR A DAD!"

Pim's soul sank once he heard the dreaded "F world" spoken by a child.

"Oh… Oh-Oh no…" Pim felt like crying. "Charlie's bad behavior is rubbing off on your innocent minds!"

Then, seemingly just to further drive home the already homebound point, Charlie let out his boiled-over rage.

"SO THERE I WAS, JERKING OFF OUTSIDE THAT DUMB BITCH HOODRAT'S APARTMENT WITH NOTHING BUT A DANGEROUSLY HARD COCK, AND MARRIAGE FAILINGLY BLUE BALLS! I THOUGHT MY ONLY COURSE OF ACTION LEFT WAS TO LISTEN IN THROUGH THE DOOR AND PRETEND HER PANICKED CRIES WERE JUST TEARS OF JOY CAUSED BY THE ORGASMIC PLEASURE OF WANTING TO SUCK MY DICK! Charlie attempted to put the bong back together but gave up after remembering he had no weed left to smoke. "BUT NOOOOO! CUCK-CHAIR PIM DECIDED TO RUIN MY FANTASY BY 'COMFORTING' HER! LITTLE DICKER GAVE ME NOTHING TO WORK WITH, SO HEEEE COULD GET HIS DICK SUCKED!"

Charlie looked around for Pim, though didn't bother checking behind the shelves. So, just settled with breaking another chair to further drive home his point.

"WELL FUCKS TO YOU AND ME, BECAUSE AFTER I STORMED OFF, LADY BITCH LUCK DECIDED TO RAIN FAULSE PROSPERITY DOWN ON ME! BECAUSE ON MY WAY OUT OF THAT SHITHOLE OF DISAPPOINTMENT, I CAME ACROSS A HOT MILF BUYING SOMETHING FROM A VENDING MACHINE!"

Charlie's brain then stopped for a brief moment, leaving a weird blank-eye smile on his face. More than likely, it was him taking a high as fuck moment to fantasize about the mother.

"Bu-But… BUT JUST AS I WAS TAKING IN HER SEXY BLACK HAIR AND MOMMY DOMMY FACE, SHE BENT OVER TO GIVE ME A VIEW OF THAT ASS!" Charlie started making hand motions implying ass-rubbing. "OHHHHH THAT ASS! EVEN WHEN HIDDEN UNDER A DRESS, IT PRACTICALLY CALLED FOR ME TO BE THE CHARLIE IN THAT CHOCOLATE FACTORY!"

Charlie, in what was probably the grossest thing done that day, started licking the air while continuing his ass-rubbing hand motions. And no one was more disgusted by this than the Graves siblings. With Andrew vomiting after realizing the implications.

"Ohhhh yeah, that's how it SHOULD have been…" Charlie fantasized, ignoring the child who had emptied his gut. "BUT THAT'S NOT HOW IT WENT DOWN!"

Charlie then flew into another chair-destroying rampage, nearly smashing a thrown chair over a child's head. This sudden close call finally made Pim realize how unsalvageable the situation was. He knew it was time to accept his failure and call Mr. Boss.

In the meantime though, Charlie had satisfied his rampaging stoner instincts. Now was the time for everyone to KNOW what happened with Renee.

"WHEN I APPROACHED HER WITH MY HAND REACHING OUT FOR SOME PEACH, SHE LOOKED BACK AT ME AND PULLED HER ASS AWAY! SO OF COURSE I TOOK THIS VERY PERSONALLY, BUT DECIDED TO PLAY IT COOL AND ASK IF SHE PREFERRED SWALLOWING OR ANAL!"

During this tangent, Pim had managed to get into contact with Mr. Boss.

"M-Mr. Boss, I need help! Charlie's letting his emotions get the best of him, and-" Some chatter was heard over the phone, leaving Pim confused. "Wait, you're already on your way?"

Of course, no one was paying attention to the purple man trying to help. The children were all too focused on the yellow man having a breakdown over Mrs. Renee's rejection. Especially the Graves siblings, who suffered one of the worst variants of second-hand embarrassment.

"BUT EVEN AFTER I WAS A NICE GUY, SHE TRIED STORMING OFF! SO I BLOCKED HER VIEW AND DEMANDED ANSWERS! YOU LITTLE SHIT'S WANNA KNOW WHAT SHE SAID? HMMMM, DO YOU?! WELL THAT BITCH TRIED JUSTIFYING HER REJECTION OF MY ADVANCES BY CLAIMING SHE WAS MARRIED! WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF EXCUSE IS THAT?! PORN TAUGHT ME ALL MARRIED WOMEN ARE READY TO CHEAT AT THE DROP OF A HAT! I REFUSE TO ACCEPT MY LIFE WAS A LIE! I FUCKING REFUSE TO ACCEPT THAT I'LL NEVER GET TO DRESS RENEE UP AS A SEXY BUNNY, AND CALL HER 'BU-NEE'! RRGGHHHAAAAAHHHH! RGGGGHHHHHHHAAA-"

The library doors swung open, grabbing everyone's attention. However, none were more grabbed than Charlie. Who, even with his judgment clouded by a jungle's worth of smoked weed, could tell shit was about to fling towards him… And not the shit he wanted.

"M-Mr. Boss!?" Charlie blurted, seeing his boss enter with a bat in hand. "What are you doing here?"

Mr. Boss didn't respond.

"Uh-Uhhh listen, man, I was just… just…"

Suddenly, like a bipolar clock with cum-and-go blue balls, all that frustration came back with a vengeance.

"I WAS JUST TEACHING THESE LITTLE SHITS A LIFE LESSON ON HOW MUCH I FUCKING HATE BITCHES WHO DON'T PUT OUT! WHY ARE YOU AND PIM TRYING TO MAKE ME LIE TO CHILDREN?! I'M A RESPONSIBLE ADULT THAT-"

"Charlie…" Mr. Boss uttered, beginning his march towards the wreaker of innocence. "You promised me your divorce wouldn't cause any issues…"

"FOR FUCKS SAKE, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SYMPATHIZE WITH ME! I DIDN'T GET LAID THREE TIMES! FUCKING THREE! THAT'S BULLSHIT, AND YOU KNOW-"

whack*

And with one swing of the bat, Charlie was down for the count. Mr. Boss didn't seem too concerned with him, strangely enough. Instead, he started looking around for Pim.

"Pim, I need you to come out where I can see yoouuuu…"

Pim sorta waddled his way out from behind the bookshelf. He probably shouldn't have been walking quite yet, but fear of your boss after such a royal screwup was a great way to motivate the purple critter.

"Mr. Boss, I'm so sorry! I swear-"

"Pim…" Mr. Boss interrupted. "We'll talk about this later. I already had to call in two bomb threats to distract the cops. Let's just get Charlie out of here before they figure out what's going on."

As much as Pim wanted to freak out about, well, everything Mr. Boss had told him, the little guy just lacked the courage to give an honest reaction. Though, that wasn't going to stop him from voicing his concern for the children.

"O-Okay, but, what about the kids?" Pim began, looking around at the scared, confused, or even crying children. "We need to do, umm, something to help counter all the negativity Charlie exposed them to…"

"Oh trust me Pim…"

Mr. Boss looked dead-on at Andrew and Ashley… For an entire silent minute. Not once blinking, or seemingly breathing. It felt as if he was putting every last bit of energy into staring down the Graves siblings.

"...There's nothing we can do to stop what happens." Mr. Boss finally finished, startling Pim. "Charlie has shaped the future, and all is now set in stone."

Mr. Boss then started dragging Charlie out, motioning for Pim to help.

"R…Right, Mr. Boss"

Watching Charlie be dragged across the floor like a rolled-up carpet caused the children to lose their fear of the man responsible for terrifying them just a few moments ago. Hell, a few kids were laughing at him. All seemed well, and morale had been restored.

Well, that was until one particular little shit decided now was the best time to fuck with Graves siblings.

"Hahaha! Rusty Renee really will bend over for anyone!" The little shit joked, making weaponized use of what Charlie had been crying about. "Guess you'll have to add him to the LOOOONG list of weird guys your mom's been with!"

Andrew clenched his fist. "She didn't sleep with him! You heard what the weird fuck said, our mom-"

"Charlie in your mom's chocolate factory!" Another kid mockingly joked, laughing uncontrollably.

The other children joined in on the ridicule. While Andrew was able to hold in the urge to let loose on everyone, the same could not be said for Ashley.

"Sh-Shut up!" Ashley cried, trying to sound tough through her tear-covered face. "Our mom would never sleep in bed with a guy like-"

"I wanna dress Renee up like a sexy bunny!" Yet another child interrupted.

The children kept laughing louder and louder. Anything the two could say was droned out in their sea of laughter. This would soon prove to be too much for Ashley to handle.

"I-I- *whimper* I HATE YOU ALL!"

Ashley bolted away, sobbing as she tried hiding her face from everyone.

"Ashley!" Andrew yelled out, taking off after her. "W-Wait for me!"

Even after the two were out of sight, the children still laughed amongst themselves. Some made jokes about how easy to anger Ashley was, while others were straight-up lying about all the men Renee had supposedly slept with.

But amongst all the jokes and rumors, one thing was certain… This instant would stick with Andrew and Ashley throughout the rest of their school years. No one would ever let them live it down. Lines like "Charlie in her Chocolate Factory" and "Rusty Bu-nee" would spread throughout every grade. Some of the particularly cruel teachers would even get in on it.

…As hard as the siblings would try, they would never live this moment down.