"Caught you on what?" I was going to make him say he liked my robot.
Captain put a lid on the red liquid. He looked around for an excuse but failed at that. He gave out a short sigh and then said, "I enjoyed your robot Alumin, and I did not put 'Unsatisfying' on the clipboard, I put 'nice'," he shrugged a little.
Nice. It's not a bad start.
The next day I opened the door to science club to find out that the principle of the school and vice principle were arguing with Captain. I put down my bag and walked up a little closer to evesdrop.
"Sir I take full caution of every chemical in this lab" Captain said.
"Then explain his arm!" Yelled the vice principle.
"Sir I would never use chemicals to hurt the janitor. I don't even think I have any mixture that would make someone's arm turn green!" Captain explained.
I giggled for a second but then my eyes grew big.
Green arms. Now where have I heard that before? Heard if it? Are you insane Allison? You made it! And guess what else you did, you turned the janitor into Shrek! But how? I only threw it away.... In the trash can next to the science club door......and the janitor probably touched it. Great.
I did feel guilty, but then my brain twisted and spoke,"ehh Captain deserves to get yelled a little."
"I'm giving you a warning! If I see anything like that happen again, I'll shut down this laboratory and expel you from this school!" Yelled the principle. He looked very angry.
Captain looked down at the floor. And then tried his best to choke," yes sir, I understand."
Okay I kind of felt guilty. Like not the whole way, just the part that it was my bottle that caused the crime. But look at it this way, it's odd that the blame went directly on Captain and the principle only asked Captain. Maybe it's because of all the things I said to him when we first met. And I basically cursed him out. Hey, I might secretly be a witch. Wink wink.
The principles left and shut the door behind them like it was suppose to break.
Gee, nothing that bad happened you know. Just the janitor got his arm turned green. I mean maybe it's not even my bottle. Because the janitor was also cleaning this kid's shitpie vomit. Maybe his stomach acid caused that.
Captain wouldn't look up. The whole time, I handed him the powder and tools and he quietly worked on the fireworks. His hands trembled with anger and sadness. Poor Captain.
Wait no, I shouldn't feel bad for Captain. He literally made me cry on the first day. Allison! He deserves it!
Like the nice witch I was, I went home that day and made a sandwich with plenty of layers for Captain.
I better get an A in Mr. Stanley's class.
When I reached science club, Captain was in the back room. The room where no one is allowed to go except for him. I quickly pulled out the sandwich bag and placed it on his back table. With a note that said "enjoy!"
I sat on our table waited patiently for Captain. Then a long time passed. I waited a little more. But Captain didn't come out. What was taking him so long?
I closed my eyes and clinched my fist. I got up and walked towards the back door. Placing my hand on the door knob, I slowly twisted it, and the door opened.
Inside the room were glasses and pretty science stuff that looked like artwork. There was a cord that released colorful gas. And another tube that dropped a bubble. And the bubble would hit this pin and it would pop. The popping noise that it made, actually made some sort of music. This place was incredible. I even saw the robot I had made. It sat there happily in water. I kept walking down amazed with what the room had to show. I walked down until I almost reached the end of the room. There, I saw Captain, sitting alone in the corner. He had a key in one hand and a piece of paper in the other hand. And he, was crying.
Authors Note
Just wanted to let you know that not every chapter in this story is going to be sarcastically funny. Comment. Vote. Thank you!
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