"Oh come on, Beanhead, get lost. Go home,
little brother!" said Gawk.
"Yeah. Little brothers suck." Dukeman said.
"It's great being an only child and not from
a family of poor white trash like Snake'n'Eyes."
"Mmm-mmmph-mmmm-mmmmmmm..." Snake'n'Eyes
quipped back.
"Hehehehhehheh..." Laughed all the others
except Dukeman.
"EY! Shut up! I'm the school
sergeant, respect my authoritaee!!!!" Dukeman
screamed back.
"Shut up, Dukeman, half the kids in
school outrank you, you just always
order everyone around, anyway. And everyone
knows your mom just posed for the cover of
PlaySiegies, too!"
Dukeman's protests were interrupted by
the arrival of the MS-PCT, driven by Lady
Crabjeep. Beanhead was still hanging around, so
Gawk told him to scram one more time, or he'd throw
him like the grenade he looked like, using the
fancy judo-throw they'd learnt in school last week.
"Don't throw the Beanhead..." Gawk's little brother
said in his cutey babytalk, but Gawk shoved him
off, anyway.
The boys got on the MS-PCT.
"Good morning, Lady Crabjeep." The boys said.
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!!!" came the answer,
as usual. "AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Lady Crabjeep was not
known as a verbal talent and she had a quick temper.
Her driving style also left room for improvement,
but since no one else was interested in driving
a bunch of brats around every day, she'd gotten the
job.
At school the boys had an English lesson. Mr.
Road-Pigson was going on about the importance of
comparing the differences between the first two
and the third season of The Transformers cartoon.
This was rather common, since Mr. Road-Pigson was
a no-good teacher with schitzophrenic tendencies,
and only liked to watch cartoons on TV. He also
confused casual visitors to Broca Park by carrying
around with him a huge mallot, with which he
hammered his point through, though no one was sure
which part of him was really Mr. Road-Pigson and which
Mr. Donald and which Mr. Mallot.
"Pay attention now, children. The eloquence of the
language in the third season of The Transformers
varies a lot more than during the first two seasons.
Yuh... Starscreams not thur eitver a lot."
The class wasn't listening, as usual. Some were picking on Flip, the nerdy new kid who'd studied English literature in some fancy school somewhere far off, the boys were talking about Beanhead.