Wednesday, August 21, 2024

Saucy Sunday: Spaghetti Bandit (C1 C2)

CHAPTER 1: J-Block is NOT O-Block 

The heinz spaghetti sauce oozed down the pasty yellow walls outside the Cert III rooms. This was the second day the Spaghetti bandit had bombarded the school. Mr Berilloo's knees hit the ground at the sight of the spaghetti. "Uhm boys, what is this!" he gasped, his long slender frame giving into the effects of gravity as it hit the ground. "Ohhhh boys!" he said wiggling on the ground like RayGunn. "Hey Mr Berilloo!" a small voice called out. Mr Berrilloo groaned as he picked himself up and looked around like a deer in headlights. "Uhm Boys?" he questioned, "Behind you" the voice giggled. Mr Berrilloo spun around to a group of students, each wearing ski masks and black onesies. They all struck pose 28 before shouting in unison, "Berrilloo, Berrilloo, so much sigma so much mew, this here spaghetti, made just for you! After we're done having fun, 1000 stitches will be needed! no more, no few!" Suddenly each student pulled out a 1kg tin of Spaghetti, tore open the lid and dumped the thick, globby, oozing spaghetti on Mr Berrilloos balding head before the leader yelled "Scram!"

The driver stopped the cart outside the Cert III rooms and looked at  Mr Bounding, sitting in the back, his face neutral, but his red-stained eyes revealed how stressed he was. "We are here sir" the driver whispered cautiously. Mr Bounding opened the door and marched over to the Spaghetti-painted wall. "Who dare to defy the holy Cert III rooms," Mr Bounding said, balling his hand into a fist and shaking it. The wall was filthy, with spaghetti debris gooped up at the bottom, the smell reminded Mr Bounding of the gloves in the science labs if they were mixed with some fireball shots. Pure Yucky. Mr Bounding whipped out his phone and angrily typed in a few numbers. The phone began ringing, brrrrrrrrr... brrrrrrrr... brrrr- "Salutations Mr Bounding" a soft voice spoke. "Cert III squad.. ASSEMBLE" Mr Bounding yelled before hanging up and storming into the Cert III rooms.

CHAPTER 2: Cert III Squad = washed

Mr Bounding began dozing off, sitting at the front of the room, awaiting the arrival of the Cert III squad. When the sound of the song Something in the Way by Nirvana began fading in as the doors flew open to the Cert III rooms, letting in a soft, warm breeze. Dayne was perched on the door handle, like Batman, with Aidan and Jacob behind him standing with their hands on their hips as if they were superheroes. Mr Bounding raised an eyebrow, clearly not impressed. "Hurry up boys" he muttered shaking his head in disappointment. "Don't test the school captain bo-, I mean sir" Jacob said quietly, the aura of Mr Bounding clearly muzzling Jacobs's predatory instincts as he switched off the boombox. Aidan walked in cold and sigma and he said "Wet's just sway, they call me the evil twin" in a discord moderator voice before laughing evilly like a villain.`


Dayne hopped off his perch on the door handle and jumped onto the desk before saying in Christian Bale Batman voice ""You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain." 
Suddenly the Drama room doors burst open, and the witches from Macbeth walked in  and the three girls skipped in, singing some annoying song. "La La La, Ma Ma Ma, Ra Ra Raaaaaaa" Faith sung low then "Pa Pa Pa, Tralala, Be Be Meeeeeee" Isi sung in the mid range, "Wa Wa Wa, Fra Fra Fra, Ga Ga gaaaaaaa" Harriette sung in the higher ranges. Mr Bounding growled at them "IF YOU STAND UP, YOU'LL SING BETTER. C'MON FAITH YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS BEST!"

Suddenly the TV switched on to a black murky screen with an odd ambience sound blasting out the speakers. A figure began to form in the screen, and began swimming closer towards the screen. As the figure reached the TV screen, its face began to become clearer. It was none other then Jon, who popped his head out of the TV and said "Sup' gangstas." Everybody started screaming and pushing each other out of terror. "HOW IS HE IN THE TV, OH MY GOODNESS" Isi screamed attempting to F1 Kick Jon as he continued to duck and weave. Jon emerged from the TV whilst dodging the F1 Kicks, "Gangsta Isi stop that" Jon scoffed as he plopped himself into one of the seats. "HOW" Aidan yelled, his Jaw dropping to the floor. "I dunno" Jon said abruptly as he slowly dozed off. CRASH!! Harriette the leader of Stitched Up Bunnies had attempted to jump into the TV to see where Jon had come from. "WHAT IS THIS" Harriette yelled. "Okay class" Mr Bounding started, "lets begin, Jordan will turn up later" he said flicking on the TV screen.








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  1. Good morning String Theory. Please convey the relevancy of this post/story. There is no evidence that anyone asked, nor that anyone cared. Thank you.
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