The Tales of Cannet (or the stupidest account of this story you will ever read)

The Stupidest Middle Name A Boy Can Be Given

"I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what."
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

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Brian's middle name is Dilbert. He thinks it's the stupidest middle name ever, but his mom said he was named after his uncle who passed a while ago. She says that Dilbert was the bravest young man she'd ever known. Brian and Dilbert never met; Dilbert lived up north where it was cold and deadly. Dilbert died from wrestling a polar bear while protecting his wife. His ashes were scattered in the sea, and his wife didn't even show up at the tossing.

Brian only knew that Dilbert Foster was a complete coward who only groveled at the feet of his wife. From what he overheard as a child, he only moved to the north because his wife wanted to. Every time she visited the house, when Dilbert wasn't there, his wife drank and smoked. She looked like she was happier than ever when Dilbert wasn't around. His mom said Dilbert was allergic to almost everything, and Brian assumed he was forced to protect his wife from that polar bear. It's funny, Brian thought. We idealize people we don't even know or care about. Dilbert was nothing but a coward and a freak.

Brian doesn't think he is like Dilbert, but he's wrong. He isn't as smart or as proficient of a thinker as his brothers are. He runs away when a situation gets too tough for his own good, and although he hates to admit it, he isn't as strong as he thinks. He never wanted to become a military scout in the first place; so in some sense, his rebellion against the system makes him aware of what a coward he is.

Foster is just terrified of what could happen if he was forced to be in the military after this. He doesn't want to die a meaningless death, but he doesn't want to be remembered as a villain if he dies. He dangerously rides a line between being too cocky or being a heartless asshole.

Brian Foster is a boy incapable of change. He can't do things for the better, but he can do things for the worse.

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It was about 8 AM when the news broke out. Everyone was eating their breakfast and having a good time, up until the news came out.

Santana simply asked, "Hey, have any of you guys seen Arnoldo?"

Arnoldo was a short guy. He'd probably just got stuck in a vent like he did a week ago.

"Now that you think about it..." Riley piped up, taking a sip of his coffee. "I haven't seen him all day. In fact, I don't think I've seen him since yesterday morning."

Brian thought to himself. Strange, haven't seen him since then too...he said he was heading to class, but something was off about the kid.

"I'm just heading out to class!" Arnoldo walked outside, his pace a tad faster than usual.

"Then why were you walking into the forest?" Brian asked.

"I-I-I-" the boy looked tense and scared. "I'll be at class, just give me a minute!"

"Okay, just don't expect to come crying to me when you get detention." Brian turned around, snickering to himself.

Brian began to walk away, noticing the boy darting his eyes all over the school. Huh. He looks more depressed than I do. What's got his tongue twisted?

"I bet that phuckin' bastard Brian kidnapped him!" Foster was snapped back into reality by Carlton's annoying aura. "I bet you did, Carlton," he turned around, wiping a bit of egg off of his face. "Why do you always think its me who does this shit? Obviously you'd do it, you're a horsecock but what am I?"