Team (discontinued for now)

Chapter 42: The job

Nine teenagers cramped into a small office, that wasn't how Oxy imagined his afternoon to be like. The lady sitting at the desk was glaring each of them down in an icy way, Oxy noticed that Spring awkwardly squirmed under her gaze.

"So is anyone gonna fess up or what?" The brunette woman asked, tapping her pen against a notebook rather irritated.

"How are you so sure it was one of us?" Puppet calmly asked, crossing his arms.

The woman sighed rather dramatically, she obviously wasn't in the mood to have this conversation.

"I saw Shark-teeth and Goatie dashing away from the isle where I found the rack. And I just happened to see Silver Locks and Ginger Yeti having a seemingly very important conversation which I sadly couldn't hear anything about. But, it was near the place of the incident." The woman announced, shuffling a few papers as she looked the people she mentioned right in the eye.

"Still doesn't proof it was us!" Deuz huffed at her, blushing a bit at the dumb-ass nickname the lady gave him.

"Look, you bunch of bavoons! Either one of y'all fess up to burning those clothes or I'm dialing the police for a proper investigation. It might've only been a few clothes, but it's still wasted money and destruction of property!" The woman slammed her hands onto the desk, ready to finally get an answer from the teens.

None of them spoke up for a little while, considering what they could do to get themselves out of the situation. Oxy didn't wanna rat Mai out, but he didn't want the police to get involved either. His file was already thick enough, it didn't need to contain any more shit.........

The manager was just about to reach for her cellphone, when-

"Ma'am, I think I figured out the real reason you called us out here." Loon suddenly spoke up, rather confidentely walking over to the lady's desk.

"Do tell." The woman sarcastically spoke, rolling her eyes at the shorter brunette.

Loon hesitated for a split second before speaking up again.

"You. are. a. racist." Loon spat at her.

The utter confusion that appeared on the woman's face perfectly mirrored the "Wtf are you even saying?" expressions the rest of the crew used to look at Loon.

"Where in the world did you get that idea-"

"Let me break it down for you, Miss. Isn't it a weird coincidence that the first group you call up to your office is a group of minorities?" Loon started off, quickly glancing behind him to send a quick wink to his friend.

Seeing as though the woman was too stunned to even reply, Loon decided to continue.

"Me and my best friend are both Asian. My buddy Deuz over there is pretty much black. Half of this group is poor! My friend Oxy is a ginger, which to you probably means that he is soulless. My homies Mai and Pup are as pale as albinos, you probably think they're vampires!" Loon announced, pacing around the room with his hands behind his back in an intimidating manner.

"This-this is preposterous! I'm not racist, I have a black friend and I-"

"Ah, the classic 'I have a friend whose a minority so I'm not racist!' trick. That still doesn't mean you aren't racist! And I don't even know what preposterous means! That might lead you to think I'm stupid! But aren't all Asians, like, super smart or something?? That's racist of you to think!"

Loon dramatically exclaimed, and Maggie really had to try her best to stifle the laugh that threatened to escape when she saw the woman's utter disbelief.