Fishy's Adventures

Chapter Eighteen - When It Can Go Wrong...

„Welcome home, sir." - Mr Waldeck greeted Fishy as soon as he saw him enter his office. The butler of the IIIrd LO was one of the most important symbols of the school. Though not very talkative, he was charismatic and loved by students and teachers alike. He survived even when the principals of the school changed numerous times.
"A report on the situation, please." - Froggy said.
"I'm pretty sure the school is clear now. I saw the students run away. Janitor's got his hands full of work. Got shot a while ago." -Hearing that, Froggy shuddered slightly but Waldeck continued - "I'm keeping watch." - he frowned. - "I think something is not right. Danger is in the air."
"Keep us updated. You've got my phone number." - Fishy said, putting a hand on Waldeck's arm. - "You stayed here when all the others left. You are the true guardian of the IIIrd. You will be rewarded when we sort this mess out."
Afterwards, Fishy and his right-hand man left. Indeed, there seemed to be a lot of work before the IIIrd LO could start functioning again. And something in Froggy's mind wouldn't let him stay calm, though he wasn't sure what that was.
Meanwhile, Goldy was making his way to the hospital. He didn't bother calling the ambulance, as he considered himself strong enough to cover the distance on foot. As soon as he entered the vicinity of the hospital, his arm started to bleed again. Quite badly. He sped up, but that only increased the blood loss. He entered the main building and, ignoring the blood that was dripping everywhere, he told the lady sitting at the counter:
"Good afternoon, I'd like to receive some medical attention. My arm isn't well at the moment."
Immediately after, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
At the same time, the IIIrd LO was in all the ways harmed. War-torn, unstable, with many good teachers either wounded or dead, with a huge breach in the front wall and two brave men whose task was to sort the situation out. And one of those men was smoking some dank weed, found in the secret stash in the headmaster's office - Bukky never had a chance to find it. And even if he did - he wouldn't put it to good use.
"We'll recruit new teachers, we'll roll out a huge student recruitment campaign, we'll repair the wall breach and do so much more! I'm thinking of having the main door renovated, as well as forcing some cretins to build an elevator for the greater glory. The IIIrd LO will be the school of dreams! At least of my dreams." - Fishy was thinking out loud. His speech was interrupted by a noise of an angry crowd.
"Hol' on, what in the world was that?"
Mr Waldeck ran up to Fishy and said, gasping:
"The Ist LO. The enemy. Attacking. We have to defend. Sensed our weakness. Sneak attack. Betrayal. Will defend. With my life."
"That's the spirit! Go and don't let anybody through the main gate! We'll keep the back door clear. The rest of the doors are locked, aren't they?"
"Don't know. No time. Must go now. Good luck." - Mr Waldeck ran back as quickly as he could.
"Aren't we in a slightly terrible situation?" - Froggy asked. - We don't have the manpower to hold off the invaders! They are going to take revenge for what we did to them last year! We can't let that happen, else we won't have anywhere to come back to!"
"Keep your calm, for to your problems, I have a solution." - Fishy said, calmly. He took his phone out and called someone:
"Hello? Yes, it's me. Glad to hear from you again. We need some assistance. Oh, so it will be left in the butler's office? Perfect! Will return the favor later. Thanks. I owe you one. Seeya!"
Having hung up, he sat down on one of the benches and told Froggy:
"Now we only have to hold the back door. I called in help from a mighty ally. What could possibly go wrong?"
He was interrupted by a loud noise. The attack has apparently started. He ran to the back door of the school, only to see the enemy school's students and teachers trying to break in. Cursing them silently, Fishy unsheathed his sword for one more time, before leaping into the fray. He was a bit tired and even more blazed, but still kept up in combat. Froggy joined in with the obligatory pepper spray. Soon, it became clear why Bukky wanted to eliminate the Ist LO for the sake of the race's purity. Those morons basically formed a line at the end of which Fishy and Froggy were hacking and slashing like there's no tomorrow, while the Ist students politely waited for their turn to get shredded to bits. "Too easy" - Fishy thought. - "I wonder how Waldeck is doing though."
Little did he know, that the bulk of the assault was sent to storm the main gate of the IIIrd LO. Mr Waldeck had put up some barricades to delay the inevitable, but that was basically all he could do. Having spread some caltrops between the main hall and the gate, he took cover in his office. When he was ducking behind a wall, he spotted a huge, shiny package. Was that there before?
On the outside, the enemy were relentlessly trying to level Waldeck's barricades. They eventually succeeded and the first enemy troops started to flood into the IIIrd LO. They quickly collapsed though, their feet pierced by Waldeck's caltrops. Still, given the steady stream of enemy troops, the main gate wouldn't hold off much longer..
Then, suddenly, Waldeck sprang from his cover and took out his secret weapon: A M134 Minigun! Who was he working for before? Al-Qaeda? Regardless, he mowed down dozens of Ist students who got caught in a narrow area that separated the main gate from the rest of the school. Blood was flowing in streams. Waldeck's weapon overheated, with the enemies still coming. He was about to start running, when Froggy and Fishy joined in.
"Back door safe. Get ready for my military experiment!" - Froggy said and threw a lit lighter attached to a massive pepperspray can like a grenade.
"This cannot work.." - Fishy thought, just as the can exploded, immobilizing the students that got caught up in the smoke.
The enemy's losses were too much to handle. They ordered a retreat, running with their tails between their legs.

An hour later, Fishy was walking home, accompanied by Froggy.
"What am I going to tell my wife, Froggy? I haven't been in the house since over a week. Meh, not like I care. I remember where I hid the machete."
"Yeh, you surely do." - Froggy replied. For this one time in his life, he felt like he accomplished something great.