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Recess: The Break In

Edited. No Mistypes. All punctuation is intended.

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"Tomato surprise." TJ Detweiler said as a lunch lady scooped the muck into a cup and held it out. "Just when you thought it was safe to be back in the lunch room."
Spinelli agreed as she took a bowl of the soup. "Last time I ate this stuff my gut was on fire for a week. It's like, acid!"
"Citric acid actually. With a carbon base, electromechanically heated to create a synthetic compound. Which has some, admiral qualities," said Gretchen Grundler, smartest kid in school, as the group sat down at their table.
"You mean it's okay to eat?" TJ asked, pointing at it and raising his eyebrows.
"No I mean if you let it age it can burn a hole in a concrete floor," Gretchen said dryly.
"Well it doesn't have to far to go right now!" remarked Vince LaSalle, and as he tried to take a spoonful, it promptly melted the spoon.
"That's it! This time they've gone to far!" TJ snapped, smacking his hands on the table. "All these years they've been feeding us fish sticks made out of cardboard, macaroni and cheese stuck together with paste, and now this!" TJ narrowed his eyes. "Well I've had enough. I say it's time we go back there and get the good food they've been keepin' from us all along!"
"TJ you gotta be crazy," Vince said, shaking his head.
"Maybe. But at least I'll be full. Now who's with me?" TJ said.
"I'm in!" said Spinelli.
"I'm in," said Mikey Blumberg.
"Me too," Gretchen said.
"Great." TJ rubbed his hands together. "Now let's go get us some food."
The four ducked under the table, and after a moment's pause, Vince joined them, rolling his eyes.
They sneaked under the tables, Mikey nearly knocking over a second-grade table. Soon they surrounded the door to the cafeteria kitchen.
"Cover me," whispered TJ. "I'm goin' in."
He snuck in and turned to find a golden refrigerator labeled, quite simply, THE GOOD FOOD.
TJ grinned and reached out to touch the handle...
BEEP
BEEP
BEEP.
Alarms went off everywhere. Someone spun TJ around, and he was staring at Miss Finster, recess supervisor.
TJ quivered. "Why Miss Finster," he said. "How nice to see you."
"TJ Detweiler," she said evilly. "We meet again."
TJ gulped.
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"Let's look at a boy who seems to enjoy breaking school rules!" Miss Finster snapped into her megaphone to the kids in the cafeteria. "A boy who scrawled crude, chalk caricatures, on Principal Prickly's door, and now this!"
TJ held up his hands in victory.
"Pilfering food from the cafeteria kitchen!" she said. "So what should we do with a boy this bad?" Miss Finster asked. "Say, I have an idea! No Recess."
The kids gasped.
"Why doesn't she just tear out his soul!?!" wailed Mikey, whom Spinelli and Vince were attempting to comfort.
TJ gulped again.
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Recess began with out TJ, and it was chaos as usual.
"Miss Finster Miss Finster!" cried a weasel-y looking boy with curly hair. "Those girls over there said a bad word!"
"Good boy Randall," said Miss Finster. She looked around and whispered, "Here's a cookie."
She tossed it and he gobbled it up like a snitch puppy.
Meanwhile, Vince, Spinelli, Gretchen, and Mikey check behind Miss Finster. The coast was clear.
They snuck behind he back to a window facing TJ.
"Psst! TJ," said Spinelli.
TJ appeared at the window. "Hey guys."
"How ya holdin' out there Teej?" Vince asked.
"Oh ya know, keepin' busy." TJ said dryly. "But there is one thing I'd like ya to do for me."
"Well what's that?" Vince asked.
TJ grabbed Vince's shirt. "Get me out of here!"
"TJ, please!" Vince said.
"I'm going crazy in here you guys! I've counted the ceiling tiles in here thirteen times already! There's one-thousand six-hundred seventy-eight. Do you hear me? One-thousand six-hundred seventy-eight!" TJ cried.
"Don't worry TJ, we're with ya man!" Spinelli said.
"Yeah! Whatever happens, we're all in this together," Vince said.
Just then Miss Finster rounded the corner.
"What are you kids doing there?"
"See ya!" Vince called, and they ran off, pursued by Finster.
"You guys! Come back!" TJ cried, hand outstretched.
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The four hid behind a dumpster (shut up you did too when you were younger) and took deep breaths.
"Man, poor TJ." Vince said. "He's really losing it in there!"
"A kid without recess, it's just to horrible for words!" said Mikey.
"Well I say we go in there and bust him out!" Spinelli snapped.
"An admiral suggestion Spinelli, but based on my calculations any attempt at rescue has a seventy percent likelihood of failure." Gretchen said.
They sighed. Can't argue with Gretchen's calculations.
"Hey, I gotta idea," said Mikey. "Let's go ask the Guru Kid!"
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the Guru Kid was a boy in a white turban and no shirt who looked like he was mediating.
"Oh Great Guru Kid, our friend has been thrown into detention, and we know not what to do." said Mikey.
Guru Kid opened his eyes and said, "Consider the bumblebee. Alone he is worth nothing. But with his fellow bees, they become a swam and create lots of bountiful honey."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Spinelli asked.
Mikey seemed to get it. "You guys don't you see? We're the bees! We can't save TJ alone, but if we had help..."
This made sense. Gretchen nodded and said, "Actually, he may have something there. If we were able to get all the other kids of the playground to help us," she did some quick calculations, "The likelihood of success increases ten to fifteen percent!"
"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go!" cheered Spinelli, and they ran off in search of help.
"Thanks Guru Kid!" called Mikey.
"Oh Great Guru Kid, how can I get an A on my spelling test?" asked a nervous second grader.
"Consider the bumblebee. Alone, he is worth nothing. But with his fellow bees..."
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"So let me get this straight. You want me and Sam to dig under the lunchroom, bust TJ out, just so he can have recess?" Digger Dave asked, underneath his CHINA OR BUST sign and fixing his hardhat.
"Well, uh, yeah," said Vince.
The diggers smiled at each other and said, "Neat!"
They dived over their hole and set to work.
"See? I told'ja these guys are good." Vince said.
"Hey Sam, you're digging the wrong way!"
"Are you crazy? That's the way to the principal's office!"
"Hey who are you calling crazy?"
"Stupid."
"Oh, I'll show you stupid."
This was followed by a series of shovels smacking things.
"They're not gonna help us are they," Vince said.
"Not in a million years." Spinelli sighed.
~~~~~
"Swing! Swing! Swing! Swing!" chanted the crowd of kids around the swing set, mainly Swinger Girl.
"I'm telling you, the swinger's always up for new adventures. She loves this kind of stuff!" Mikey said.
"What's she doing now?" Gretchen asked.
"Trying to swing to the to of the swing set, to boldly go were no kid has gone before." Mikey replied.
"Great! But will she help us?" Vince asked doubtfully.
"Sure!" Mikey said.
Swinger Girl flew off the swing and into a bush and screamed.
"As soon as she gets back from the nurse," Mikey added.
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this is only gonna be up for a while. I'll put the complete version up later.

Ciao~