Where Are You Now, Sam? or Chaos, Space and Bananas (ESC 2022 FANFIC)

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Meanwhile in the hall the alarms and sprinklers were already off. Everyone looked as if they just came out of the shower, but they were assured their principal is coming to the school with sixty-two million dollars.

Domi, Casper and Benjamin were sitting around in their little squad together with Andrea, whose phone's battery had already died because Andrei wanted to play Candy Crush and they let him to have at least some quiet time, when Janis, whose back was still hurting from the fall, came up to them.

''May I ask you something?'' he started off.

''Let me guess, you wanna know what do we prefer, veggies or pussy?''

''Come on, Casper, that joke died a long time ago. But you have to admit it was funny while it lasted'', Janis couldn't help but laugh, but suddenly his face changed once again, because this time he had a serious question. ''What actually happened with the lights? Guys, you know you can tell me, we're friends. I'm just really curious. No way you were working on your science project in the cellar during the graduation party. You were meaning to cut off the power, right? As a revenge? To ruin the party? Tell me, I am really confused.''

Domi, Casper and Bejamin looked at each other, unwilling to open up. Finally, it looked like it didn't matter that much anymore, so Domi just stated: ''Yes, we caused the power cut on purpose, right before the ceremony, but because Sam asked us to.''

That was a turn that no one expected.

''Why would he ask such a weird thing?''

''What if he actually wanted to disappear?'' wondered Andrea, but everyone shook their heads in disagreement.

''No, that's not possible. Unless...''

Janis couldn't finish his thought, as at that moment the doors opened wide and came in principal Martin, accompanied by eerie looking Kalush brothers. Kalush Twins, that called themselves Kilym men and had a weird obsession wearing carpet-looking masks covering their full bodies, were holding him on both sides so that he doesn't escape. Poor man was holding a suitcase, trembling and wishing for mercy.

''How could you, mister Osterdahl'', exclaimed Cornelia, disappointed. ''Ran away from your own school. Leaving a poor student to suffer!''

''I panicked'', said principal in a shaky voice. ''I have money now, I do. But... not all of them. There's not so much money in EBU anymore.''

''What do you mean there's no more money in EBU?'' cried out Chanel. ''Where did the money that we pay to study in this elite school go then? And of course there are millions in the bank account! You even got a random sponsorship from TikTok this year, how can you claim you have no money!''

''Well, remember the kinetic sun that we were trying to build at the school yard this year? Yeah, that one cost a lot, and ended up not working,'' explained Martin ashamed. ''Me and some teachers also went on some holiday, you know how stressful it can be working with you, teenagers...''

''Give back our money!'' shouted Chanel and she was not kidding. Mister Osterdahl really did feel threatened.

''Yes, yes, we already solved it. Every teacher gave back the money that they took. We put the kinetic sun on an auction and somebody already bought it. Don't ask me why. And we took all that EBU had. But it's still not sixty-two million.''

''How much is it?''

''Only sixty.''

''No worries, we have Emma's shoes and Sheldon's mask, their value is two million. We're good to go then'', stated Cornelia.