"THE DEMAND FOR AGRICULTURE FOR THE NATION AND CITIZEN'S HEALTH IS SPARKING"
"FIVE CRIMINALS WERE ARRESTED FOR A CRIMINAL BUS RACKET"
"HENRY DEVINS' REELECTION PARTY HAD 12000 GUESTS IN TOTAL, THE BIGGEST FOR ANY GUBERNURTORIAL PARTY"
Wilkes was normally eating the waffles Nanny always made dear for breakfast; he woke up not at the appropriate time, and he ate alone until Nanny approached him.
"Hello, my dear patriot," Nanny approached, hugging him. "I am so proud of you."
"Thank you, Nanny," Wilkes placed his head on her warm chest.
"Why are you proud of him?" Julian asked, approaching the table, placing the waffles in his lunchbox.
"Well, he got his first badge," Nanny responded.
"Ah, no, I see many scouts have ten badges by now, for like what, a month. Wilkes only has one badge just like what, yesterday ago?" Julian responded back.
"Julian, can you at least respect me?" Wilkes suggested straightforwardly.
"Respect you?" Julian reacted. "Respect some kid who only had one badge? Oh, I am sorry, what's to respect about someone, some boy scout who only has one badge," it hurt Wilkes' feelings.
"Julian, show some respect to Wilkes," Nanny warned.
"I am gonna be late, Nanny, I have to go," he immediately excused. Before he left, "Just to tell you, Wilkes, a badge doesn't make you a scout, doesn't make you much of a strong guy either. My advice, don't waste your time chasing a badge that is worthless for your life."
Julian left. "Don't listen to him, Wilkes," Nanny spoke. "You are better than that; you will make a difference, Wilkes," Nanny cheered, holding both his cheeks. "What he got rewarded is what he got rewarded, I guess."
Wilkes accepted Nanny's advice but was looking down against Julian's.
In the morning of the other day, the boys walked in the sewers to meet Febby in the underground, who left into the underground way too early to see her friend.
"You know, guys, I am just saying, if we need easy money, we should take a house," Herman suggested, again.
"Herman, I told you, no more burglary nonsense of yours. Febby said the underground can make us paper," Drock argued.
"The market is gonna look good, Herman, maybe we don't need to later on," Goran expected.
"Oh, it stinks here. Are you sure the underground is here?" Robert asked.
"Robert, these guys rely on the streets, just like us. Deal with it," Herman advised.
Entering the underground, FEBBY AND VANESSA ROCKED THE STAGE WITH A FINAL BLOW OF THEIR GUITAR.
*Robert clapped out of nowhere*
"Aww, is this cute innocent prince, the Robby you have been talking about?" Vanessa asked.
"Robby?" Ben reacted.
"Oh yes, yes they are," Febby said, walking off the stage. "Alright, this is Robert," Febby introduced, rubbing his hair. "And this is Ben."
"So these two, can they rob, as you say they are cute," Ethan asked.
"All I know is that they don't want to end up in a cruel orphanage, like me, school boy. They are both loyal, to us and the streets," Febby spoke for them.
"Well, one of them is still learning anyway," Drock alluded.
"Great, more kids, ain't that pretty?" Eli walked to the area; Robert was scared.
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Three Brood Instigators
Mystery / ThrillerThis is where it all began, involving a wayward ambiguous schoolboy, a humbly dignified boy scout, and a minor stray delinquent, who instigated such a pity conflict upon their very youth. "Conflicts Spread Curse a Plague" -I...