"SCHOOLS, UNIVERSITIES, AND PUBLIC OPINION STILL RAISES HOSTILITY AFTER RECENT CHAOTIC EVENTS OF YOUTH VIOLENCE AND PROTESTS"
"MAINE'S COMMISSIONER OF EDUCATION ALLISON BYRON STATES THAT 'THE PUBLIC SHOULD NOT WORRY' IN REGARDS TO THE WAR BETWEEN TWO SCHOOLS IN TAVERNIER"
"PROFESSOR AT CARNEGIE MELLON STILL SKEPTICAL OF THE SCOUT ACADEMIES' FUTURES"
Even more days go by, Pastuzo started to rant,
"Man, FUCK THIS SHIT!!" Pastuzo threw his burger into the light pole, eating with Clayne and Kro in an alleyway in Winterville. "I can't believe those FUCKING psychopaths, sociopaths, dickheads betrayed us, [laughed sarcastically], they nearly tried to kill you, now they're spreading chaos like a crusade, and worse they laugh, still," he contemplated. "We're doing exactly nothing, all we did was to camp, and do jobs, camp, and do jobs again, start a fight, camp, a whole fucking loop!" he contemplated. "And fuck every day's getting worse," he cursed. "All because of Fhadey Fuckin' Edinburgh."
Kro thought different, laughed different. "What's so funny?" Pastuzo asked.
Kro then said, "All this time... all we did was to fight... and run away as if it never happened [laughed in contempt], is it, Pastuzo?"
Pastuzo pointed at Kro. "You better be lucky you fucking Joker, had we not come to New Hampshire, you'd possibly be dead!" he angered.
"No," Kro said. "I wish I never put my trust on you, many are dead because of you."
"Hey man!" CLAYNE PUNCHED A WALL. "Who do you think freed you from the orphanage huh?!"
"I felt like there is no point in freedom if we are going to suffer because of it!" Kro stated, Pastuzo looked away.
"WELL, NO SHIT!!" Clayne yelled. "You promised to be with Pastuzo, dumbass, you vowed an oath, you approved, just like me. What? Mow you're planning to ditch us or something?!"
"I DON'T KNOW!!" Kro yelled back. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" he laughed. "I... don't... know," he said. "It seems that day by day, we are closer to being dead."
"Aww, so I see that, huh?" Clayne said. "You still want to be with Little Leo huh?"
"Don't you DARE PUT HIS NAME ONTO MY FACE!!" Kro yelled back.
"AND DON'T YOU DARE STAND AGAINST PASTUZO!!!" Clayne yelled nack.
"I AM WORRIED MAN, OK?!" Kro said. "Calm down, man, SERIOUSLY!!" he demanded. "You should not forget... that Leopold... did everything for all of us," he said. "He never deserved to die!"
"Well, Fhadey is," Pastuzo said, staring away in the clouds. "He is the reason for this... this suffering, us being hunted, me being tortured in some dungeon, some hell hallway, not FUCKING ONCE... did he ever realize his actions," he was hurt. He stared back at their sights. "It was a bow for me to stop him, not to save you from some dirty-ass orphanage right in the middle of nowhere from escapees making escapees," he said. "I don't want... to fail another goal again," he said. "This time... WE HIT FHADEY HARD... and this time... if he apologizes ...I will never IN HELL... fucking accept his sorry again, he is unforgivable," he said. "He deserves what's coming to him."
Fhadey saw Pastuzo's conversation right in the alleyway, using the app. Fhadey turned the phone off as he lay in his getaway spot, hugging a bolster, and kissing it. "Thank you, Farra" Fhadey said to the bolster. "You have inspired me... to become a hero... to hunt the monster before he preys anyone else," he said. "It's him that will deserve what's coming."
Wilkes cried in his own bedroom, Nanny came and visit him when she heard Beni needed to give Wilkes some personal space,
"Wilkes," she said, Wilkes nodded in dejection. "What is wrong?"
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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...