Three Brood Instigators

91. Contagious Mayhem

Days go by, Pastuzo read a table in the newspaper of the 210 listed youth in Aroostook county as the possible perpetrator for W-A-R.

There were four levels:
-Likely
-Possible
-Probable
-Presumed

Pastuzo was placed on the probable level, as all the Colorgas Orphans are. Clayne was placed on the possible level, as all the Sixages do. There was only one person being placed as a likely suspect in the entire list, Kro Ridloff. And as for Fhadey, he was placed at the presumed table, which made Pastuzo real mad.

"MAN, THIS IS BULLSHIT!!" Pastuzo slammed the table. "KRO GETS A LIKELY SUSPECT, WHILE FHADEY GETS A FUCKING PRESUMED?!" he felt enraged. "THIS IS NEXT-LEVEL BULLSHITISM, THIS FUCKING SLIPPERY RAT IS GOING TO DIE FOR ALL THE PEOPLE THAT HE CAUSED US TO KILL!!"

Clayne found something. "Uhm, Pastuzo," he interrupted and raised his hands after looking at the phone. "You, you might want to look at this."

Clayne showed a camera footage of an orphanage being attacked by Almando and a couple of orphans on his side. Then a few seconds later, a van parked in the attack. The orphans carried Kro out of the van, to be treated the same was as that orphanage on the footage.

"Shit, Kro, what the fuck did you put yourself into?" Pastuzo reacted.

"We gotta rescue him," Clayne suggested quick.

"No shit! Something happens to him, we'll be fucked to the dungs!" Pastuzo said.

"According to the Satan's app footage scan, the orphanage is located in the town of Hillsboro... New Hampshire," Clayne revealed.

"Fuck, fine!" Pastuzo cussed. "I hope Kro regrets this," he said. "He and I are not done just yet."

Clayne and Pastuzo head out of camp, only to be blockaded by Herman.

"Woah, where are you two sniffing to?" Herman bullied.

"Fuck off, Herman!" Pastuzo shouted.

"Fuck off?! FUCK YOU!!" Herman called. "You are a fucking devil, you will never get [migraine nosies] you, you, you will nev—"

Herman fainted to the ground instantly all of a sudden.

"What the fuck?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Pastuzo teased.

"What an amateur!!" Clayne teased the same.

Pastuzo said to his unconscious ear, "Sick, fuck!"

Pastuzo spat on Herman's T-shirt, and left the camp.

As the two boys rode the bus to Hillsboro, Wilkes visited Izzy at the sports hall, who were training all the applied Eagle Scout the campaign approaches, Time was up at 5:30pm.

"Finally, it is done!" 5-CHEROKKEE boy scout felt relieved going back home.

"Let's get out of here!" "Don't mind me, I joined so that I can get free clothes, free food, and to feel like an Eagle for the first time!" "Man, against a couple of angry guys, ain't no way our protest is gonna win!" "I wonder if the slogan is as effective as she thought it would?" "Look, you are cute, but there is no way you can make an effective campaign!" "You know what, being an Eagle or feeling an Eagle is not worth it, I am gone!" "Me too!" "Can't wait for the campaign!" various scouts of all ages said to one another, leaving the hall for home.

"Uhm, alright, that, that was some good training everyone," Izzy said to all of them, despite all of them so desperate to leave. "We will do better in our future training, ok?" she encouraged all of them, still they didn't listen. "Uhm, have a nice day,"