The whole class paid attention to the stranger's shout about black women, but not everyone reacted to it. For some it seemed stupid and unjustified, and for others it was funny. Killer stood out with a more special reaction, who at that very moment jumped up from his chair and rushed after the escaped skeleton. In his head at that very moment a painfully stupid, but funny idea arose, which he could implement with the same extraordinary thinker as himself.

The two friends followed him with the gaze of this restless one. Dust still did not understand what made Killer run away and what was so funny he noticed in this situation to jump up like that. Horror, however, thought that he probably had something in mind, but he did not rush to find out the details. By the third lesson, his stomach was already failing, he wanted to quickly go to the cafeteria and have a snack. He rummaged through the pockets of his backpack, trying to collect change, which was already in short supply. He managed to scrape together only 15 rubles. That should be enough for one bun. Of course, he wouldn't be able to eat it for the whole day, but it was better than nothing. True, he had to worry that tomorrow he would have to think about whether he would even have something to eat, but now it was worth focusing on the present.

- Let's go to the canteen - he nudged the dusty one with his shoulder before getting up from his chair. He got up without any problems, getting ready to go with his friend to get something, but before going, he reached into his backpack to get a 100-ruble note from there.

Last, in turn, having heard that they were going to go to this place of eternal competitions, turned to them.

- You're going to the buffet, right? - in their school cafeteria, the buffet was combined with it, so no one created confusion about where they would be heading. At most, there was a separate buffet on two floors, but since it was specified that they would go to the cafeteria, it only meant that these two would go to the first floor for what they wanted. - Ferret, can you buy me a bun with raspberry jam, please?

The guy who always smelled of a pleasant lavender scent handed him money, hoping that he would agree. Sometimes it was very difficult for the leaky one to refuse someone, and now, when it was not a problem to buy something for someone, he agreed without much hesitation. Only to his regret, this caused a stir in the class. The order came from Dream and Blue, who wanted to buy two different juices and a sandwich from there. Error immediately reached out, gave him a hundred and said he wanted to get chocolate. He even added.

- You can keep the change. You're not very good at counting, you won't be able to calculate it. - Horror tensed up. This didn't anger him so much as hurt him. Not because he really couldn't add or subtract, but simply because he understood that he didn't want to give up extra money. After all, his family was short on money and such a rude "keep it for yourself" didn't sound kind or noble at all, but simply disgusting and painfully offensive.

Dat, in turn, listened to and collected other people's orders, but noticing that Horror was dependent on someone else's rudeness, he immediately frowned and looked gloomily at Error.

- What? I just suggested keeping the change for myself. Nothing more. - he chuckled, turning his head to the side.

Dust didn't hear why Horror was upset, but he understood that Error was clearly involved. For him, the leaky one was the one who had kept in touch with him even before school, he considered him his closest friend, and both often took care of each other. In this situation, he wanted to say a few kind words to him, but there was one thing. Nightmare, who was sitting next to Error, was a bigger threat to him than the glitchy one. He always took the side that he considered suitable for him at that moment, and if he had been rude to Glitch now, then probably instead of a 1 on 1 battle, he would have had to snap at both.

Nightmare wouldn't have supported Error anyway. At most, he would have heated up the situation for the sake of interest and made a fuss out of boredom. But Dust couldn't predict their behavior. Nightmare didn't consider Destroy a friend, and if he supported him in situations, it was only when he was in the mood to make a scandal with someone.

- Don't pay attention, he just learned to multiply and subtract. That's why he's bragging - he said with a grin, handing the money to the boys. - Buy the three of us something. I just don't need anything with sugar.

Dusty exhaled, realizing that the dark skeleton himself was able to smooth out the situation, and even improve it. Nodding, he left the office, dragging Horror behind him. He didn't really care about this situation, especially after it seemed to him that everything had returned to normal. In the cafeteria, they were already standing in line, trying to buy everything their classmates had ordered. This crowd, trying to buy what they needed and not forget who needed what in the chaos was so difficult. Managing to get at least something in this place before the end of the break was already amazing.

With grief in both sexes, they made their way through the crowd and were already returning back satisfied.

- Let's put grass in Error's mouth instead of chocolate - the red-eyed man suddenly said, stopping in place.

Dust was surprised by the proposal, but at the same moment a spark of excitement flared in his eyes. Of course, they won't put street grass in his chocolate, but they can sprinkle dirt in it with a pot of flowers instead. They will swear harshly, but what can you do. You need to think about it.

- Let's ask the little ones for plasticine and spread it on top? That will be hilarious.

The unexpected idea immediately caused a positive reaction in Horror. Laughter was heard from his lips. While they were walking to the younger class, coaxing out plasticine of the right color, they were heatedly discussing how exactly the blackie would react and go hysterical, not embarrassed to laugh at it.

Glitchny himself did not expect anything special from them. He understood that he himself had been rude to the guy, although he could have been kinder. Only he didn't want anyone to think that he pitied him. The feeling when you are treated with pity is sometimes terribly suffocating. You feel more stupid and unhappy, as if there is no place for you anywhere because of your worthlessness. When he was rude to him, he thought that it would be better if he said this and let the boy dispose of the remaining half on his own. Surely, after the rudeness, he would not want to return it to him? After all, not everyone would guess about the complexity of Ferret's financial problems. And Horror knows that he is aware of it. He will consider him a bastard and that's it. And it's not the first time they have called him such, so his reputation will certainly not fall. In fact, he thought that they would not buy him anything. They would decide to keep the money for themselves, so he calmly scribbled something on a notebook, figuring out another math problem to clear his head. Nightmare's words periodically popped into his head: "buy the three of us something." But he could have said something like that and not run into someone else's hostility, but to his own regret he didn't think of it and simply decided to make a fool of himself.

As soon as the two entered the office, he didn't really look at them. He thought that they either tore up the money or kept it for themselves. To his surprise, they came up and handed him the chocolate. There was clearly something wrong with the wrapper, and they stood suspiciously and watched him. Either they were waiting for praise, or they were waiting for an apology. Indignantly, he opened the wrapper. At first it seemed to him that they had made a very stupid fake chocolate out of plasticine, but almost immediately he realized what was going on. Looking up at them, he bit into the chocolate and smiled.

- Wow. And the chocolate you brought is the most delicious. I'll use you as errand boys more often.

He didn't stop eating chocolate. He'll somehow digest this plasticine, but he needs to spite them with a smile and a look of complete enjoyment. Did you think he'd just get upset? Yell at them? Oh, go to hell. Watch and cry because you were robbed of the opportunity to gloat. And besides... You can't throw him chocolate? He's not one of those rude people who think that such a beautiful object can be treated like that. Nightmare was currently at recess with Cross, so they put his snack on the table and moved on.

Horror headed to his own place after he had given out almost everything. Last sat down at the table in front of them, turned to them to get what he wanted and smiled when they gave him his bun. Jem, fortunately, had plenty, so he really enjoyed the bun.

- Mm. So sweet. I eat it and think about how sweet you look, like this jam - He winked at Ferret.

Dust saw this and it seemed like there was nothing new or strange in Last's behavior, so he treated his jokes with indifference. Only his friend, although silent, not really reacting to such words, immediately flared up. Dust did not know whether to laugh at this moment or tense up.

- Will you give me a chance to see for yourself? ~

Violet got a special pleasure from hitting on others, especially when they reacted sweetly. This was his style of communication, which he often adhered to, but it often meant nothing more.

- Stop it. - The holey one muttered under his breath, immediately beginning to frown. Such words were harsh and unexpected for him, and also too embarrassing.

Last's quiet laughter was heard, after which he turned away from the boys.