Minds in a Knot (Updating)

X, Time

        "Good morning!" Nathan beamed to everyone, emphasizing it and directing it more towards Flynn and Izzy who appeared to be not quite as enthusiastic as Nathan. "Awww c'mon man, at least you guys didn't die."

        It had been a week since the trio who fled from class had gotten not-so-busted. They haven't seem to get over the sinister trick Nathan had pulled against them. Even after more than a hundred hours, their blaze of fury still burned through their veins and ignited their minds with rage. On the bright side, they had taken the acknowledgement of Nathan's acting skills. It was probably a win-win situation where Flynn and Izzy finally knew that doing bad things meant swimming in a pool full of inevitable and unavoidable 'Karma' that was all-in to tear off their limbs, and Nathan finally shone bright with all his glory with his  talent of which he was exceedingly proud of. But men are egoistic, once their pride is hurt, they go way too far from agreeing with the what's right, by all means. The two victims of Nathan's plausible prank, however, chose to give Nathan the silent treatment instead of stabbing him to his well-earned death. A noisy blabbering fool will eventually adapt to the silence by shutting up given that the crowd is as noisy as an ant's footsteps, directly quoting another theory from Izzy's collection of useless and made up theories.

A week ago

        Nathan was being Nathan on that very day when they hid themselves around the school compound avoiding people in general. According to his enthusiastic explanation he had presented to Flynn and Izzy, who at that time had pale, horrified faces like they've just been licked by the tongue of the grim reaper, he had spontaneously made a last minute plan to prove once again, his potential in acting was legitimate. Out of all the other possible settings and situations, he abused this one pretty badly for his own good. Typical Nathan.

        Just before the last 'Phase' where they had to crawl their way through the tunnel confined by walls and the roof, while distracting the others with his too-much-of-a-coward-self-that-could-not-stop-whining-about-the-creepy-sounds, he texted Alvin. Coincidentally,  being at the back-most of the line they crawled in consisting of the three, it was to his aid to get unnoticed by the two.

To: Alvin

I have an idea on how to make these two wimps pee. But of course,  the largest contributor of this plan would be me. Anyway, say something the Principal would say on your way to our base in a deep voice if he were to come closer to a delinquent escaping from detention. I'll do the rest.

        Alvin was prestigious among the group for being such a careful driver - even much more careful than their individual parents. With that mindset, naturally, Abby, who sat on the passenger's seat, took over his phone and replied with full of excitement and anticipation. She bit her lip while typing the words.

To: Nathan

Abby here, Alvin's too focused. Yeah, I'll pass this to them. I'll quickly brief them with my own ideas I had just made up as well; we'll be there in like 10 minutes. Rosie's fine too. We have Fedora to treat you if Flynn and Izzy were to amputate you. See you there :)

        Rosie sat at the back, being pampered by Fedora who was still undeniably concerned. Although just a small cut, Fedora clenched Rosie's palms together with her's as a form or gesture of endless support. But Rosie was too hyperactive to care about her wound. She found it to be of negligible significance, like choosing between the colors in an M'n'M packet. She was busy humming to a catchy song playing on the radio. Alvin seemed bothered, but he let her had her moment anyway.

        "We'll be pranking Flynn and Izzy." Abby turned towards the two of them with cornered lips that spelled exhilaration.

        Alvin smirked, but said no words. He had to focus on the road, but he distributed his brainpower unevenly between his five senses, paying more attention with his sight and hearing.