𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘//𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐗𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Who knew that pubes could be so useful?!

"Ewww! Look at this Chuck." I laughed. "Nasty!" I held up a clump of hair I had taken from the showers drain. My rubber gloves protecting me from the obvious griminess that comes with letting teenage boys share showers. Chuck made a face and shuddered.

"Ugh, gross." I looked at the clump in wonder. There's no way that much of a wad could be formed by just hair. Not many of the boys had long hair. That's when something dawned on me. I shrieked and threw the strands in our mess bucket. Chuck widened his eyes.

"What?! What is it?"

"Those are fucking pubes! Oh my god, oh my God, oh my God! Ugh!" I shook my hands out in disgust. "Gross! How is that many even possible?!" Chucks face was frozen in shock and then paled ghostly white.

"Those are pubes?!"

"Uh huh!" Chuck shook his face in horror.

"I've been cleaning that drain out for a whole month and it was pubes?!"

"Yup!" We both made indiscernible sounds of
revolt. Ending with some tasteful fake retching for dramatic effect. After we had gotten our disgust out in the open we sat there in a few moments of silence. I decided to break it first. "So, what are we gonna do with it?"

"Probably just throw it away. Why?"
An idea soared into my head like a rocket, blowing itself up on impact. A mischievous smile played around on my lips.

"Wanna have some fun Chuckie?" His eyes gleamed knowing exactly what I was thinking.

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Everything had worked out perfectly. Shower day was today. This was when the boys were assigned to wash. They would take turns going, eight at a time. Chuck knew exactly who frequented each stall, so he knew where to position himself.

I stood outside the showers pressing my back against the cement of the building. I sucked on a lollipop waiting for Chuck to make his move. Earlier we had wrapped the pubes in a little plastic baggie given to us by Fry. Chuck had entered the showers as he would typically. I sat there and waited, boredom creeping up on me.

"Hey." It was Gally. He slid himself against the wall by me. I looked up at him in interest.

"Hey." I replied. He looked at me in curiosity.

"What are you doing?" I responded, almost by instinct.

"Plotting world domination. How about you." Gallys eyebrows furrowed it took him a moment to process what I'd said. His face finally softened.

"Oh. I'm just- I'm not doing anything." I smirked at him.

"Productive." A memory flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, I do actually have to talk to you about something." I tilted my head. "I was just gonna let you know that you're gonna be working with the builders tomorrow."

"Oh. Okay." We were interrupted by a shriek. A horribly beautiful high pitched shriek. It was music to my ears. I beamed chuckling. "Alright Chuck!" I turned to Gally before walking away. "I think that's my cue. See ya later."

I saluted him as I sprinted towards to the entrance of the showers. A force hit my side. I had run straight into Chuck. He was breathless and had the fattest grin on his face. "Did you do it?!"

"What do you think?!" I laughed with him in glee.

"Okay okay, you know the plan. Go hide in the deadheads. I'll come get you when things have calmed down." I heard footsteps pounding themselves out of the showers. "Go go go go!"

I gave Chuck a little push and watched as he scampered to the deadheads. Victor burst out of the bathroom, shampoo still bubbling in his hair. His towel was scarcely covering his bottom half. He looked absolutely feral. Other boys followed after Victor in curiosity. It was getting difficult to see with twilight stretching itself across the sky.