Board Thread:Bully Fanon Roleplay/@comment-4059927-20180227093709/@comment-4059927-20180417033353

Erick looked it over. He'd had these things used on him in the past. He was rather curious about how this was found in the first place. "Yeah, interesting thing. Not sure if it'll be useful but we'll probably find a use for it, honestly I'd like to take out Hattrick's car, maybe he'll try to escape and we can throw this sucker in front of his car and watch him spin out." He thought over situations where it could be useful.

Malcolm looked at the sign with Bill Huffman's name on it. He shook his head and immediately passed over the sign. His father had an interesting relationship with Huffman, one that wasn't so positive. Malcolm just saw him as a bully, and a jerk. Most of the other Preps held similar views when it came to Huffman. Malcolm pushed a trash bin adjacent to the wall and climbed on top. He kept his head low and started to see if there was anything of interest.

"Nobody's home." He noted. All the vehicles were gone and the entire house was dark. For a moment he thought it over for a minute but in that moment a voice could be heard behind them.

"Malcolm?" It was Parker's father. "What is going on here?"

"Could be something interesting though." Greg shrugged. "And I needed an excuse to dig through a teacher's shit." He started to sort through it, none of it was interesting. Greg even went about inspecting some of Hattrick's lunch which was comprised of a turkey and cheese sandwich supported by sourdough bread, an open bag of chips with a few missing, and a can of sprunk.

"Well this shit's depressing." Greg shook his head. He made sure to spit on Hattrick's sandwich before zipping it back up in the bag and returning it into the lunch box. "Guess we can go now."