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The whole thing is over and the Benriesan Socialis people are living life as lifey people. They have put the matter behind them and for now, are attempting to be studious. (Note the use of the word 'attempting'.)

But, as Onnana would say, one fine day...
Okay, not one fine day. It was not fine. Just average.

Ann burst into class, bowing hastily to the teacher. "Mr Fan would like to see the following people: Henrietta, Vera, and... ermmm... me in his office. Now."

Glad to escape from class, the 5Q Benriesan Socialis followed Ann out of the classroom.

In 5P, Netanya also sprinted into class and requested to see the 5P Benriesan Socialis members.

Together they trooped to Mr Fan's office. "What does he want? All of us have served our punishments already!" asked Kaitlyn. Ann shrugged. "We'll find out soon."

Mr Fan was in his office, waiting for them, a stern look on his face. Two seconds later, he burst out laughing. Everyone stared at him.
"I was hoping..."
"That you could put..."
"Your skills..."
"To good use."
Henrietta was puzzled. "And how, may I ask, are we to do so?"
"Ehehe..." Mr Fan looked - what was it - embarrassed? "I would like to ask you all to teach me the basics of pranking."
"Do you mind waiting a moment for us to discuss this?"
The Benriesan Socialis turned around and huddled together.
"Should we? What's his ulterior motive?" Isabel asked. "Maybe we can teach him some simple pranks, and see how it goes," Eleanor suggested.  "It would be useful to have another teacher on our side." "Sounds good." Vera turned around and announced. "Yes. We will teach you how to prank."
"Thank you very much. When shall we do this?" Mr Fan looked delighted.
"We'll schedule something."
"Let me know when you would like to educate me. You may go."
Shutting the big heavy door behind her, Henrietta remarked, "Looks like we should begin planning our syllabus."

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