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He makes it down the stairs and to his usual bus stop. He knows this because of the rope that leads from the front lobby of his apartment to his buss stop has made collision with a very buss stop shaped building.
The wait for his ride to arrive isn’t long. It never is when Kab is picking him up.
The only reason she can do that and not be late for her job is because he literally is her job. She’s being paid to basically be a seeing eye dog and to write down all his notes in brail during lectures and such.
(Pretty convenient to have your evil doing acquaintance also be your school life friend)
You have everything right, Pierce?
Um, yes I think so.
Do you want me to check? Last time we had to go to a school-wide meeting you forgot your headphones and started crying all over-
Ok yes I get it thank you Kab! You can look through it when we get there though.
It’s your funeral if you forgot something then. She shrugs and starts speeding down the roads way faster than the speed limits ever have intended for.
Clown thinks about the new weapons he’s heard about from Branzy’s sporadic ramblings he goes off on while simultaneously yelling about Clown not being safe or careful enough during missions.
He realy wants to get his hands on the newest apparently silent pipe bomb variant.
Switching between his giant and badass looking scythe to small pointed daggers in an instant would be fucking sick as well…
Hey Pierce, earth to Pierce! Kab snaps at Clowns face and he almost snaps her hand in half before realizing that he was not in a dangerous situation and was literally just going to school.
Yes, that is the name given to me at birth.
We have arrived at the school dude. Kab laughs a bit at the stupid, blank expression still present on Child #1’s face. (There are no other children it’s just to piss Clown off)
Assembly days are always the worst in Clown‘s opinion. Always loud and the children are always annoying little shits who don’t know how to sit still.
The school makes everyone go. Including the disabled children where he is always unfortunately forced to sit.
Don’t get him wrong he had nothing against those people but sometimes they accidentally (or purposely) touch him and that scares the shit out of him because it’s so loud he can’t hear them coming.
A lot of them are also nonverbal and only can communicate through noises which in more cases than not are really, Really loud.
He’s tried to ask to be moved to a different part of the gym but the office lady’s always look at him (as informed by Kabootle) with a look a great pity and tell him it’s for his own safety.
The only good thing about this is that there will be absolutely zero work the entire day and that they get out three hours earlier.
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Hello student of Life High! The principal greets with too much energy for 8AM.
It is another beautiful day here and I’m glad to see everyone’s smiling faces ready to learn and be respectful throughout this assembly!
Maybe Clown can take a nap. He did bring a very enticing blanket and he does a Kabootle to lean against.
Is he willing to give up his dignity like that though? We’ll see.
I know it’s still early and not all of you are fully awake yet so we first are going to be showing a video of a recent battle between the heros, The Directer, bullseye, and, Sky as well as the villain, Jackrabbit.
Clown feels Kab stiffen slightly at her code name but doesn’t comment on it.
The lights through the gym darken and a white sheet that no one really noticed illuminates to show a choppy video recording of three people dressed in costumes jump from building to building.
Well technically one of them is flying but like who cares.
Arrows fly at sickening speeds but Jackrabbit is faster. Twisting and flipping ever so often to dodge a few of the more dangerous rounds.
The children quietly murmur to one another. Some about the villain, others about which hero the fancy the most, most are curious as to why they haven’t seen yet bullseye even though he had been mentioned as part of the hero group.
An explosion is heard a bit offscreen accompanied by a clear hiss of pain given off by the Rabbit themed villain. They must have gotten burned by the tnt’s radius.
Ok Ya, Fuck this! I’m outie! She does a two finger wave and jups off the building into the dark streets below.
Gasps echo around the chamber housing the children. Apparently they have all forgotten that one of Jackrabbits abilities is to take no fall damage.
Did you see that everyone? That is what happens when you try and go against our laws. You get hurt and a life of the constant anxiety of hoping that you haven’t been found out.
Clown nudges Kab’s side as a way of asking what they had just showed.
While she does try to explain she is quickly shushes by one of the Paras helping with the other special education kids.
Fucking bitch. She curses under her breath earning a small laugh from Clown.
Good. Now that everyone has quieted down. Let’s welcome our schools most esteemed board director, Mr. Rotcerid!
Hello Mr. Rotcerid. The children all greet in equally monotone voices. Making sure to stand up as to not seem disrespectful.
Children. This school has been kept in the best condition it has ben alj yer bla bla bla. Janitorial Bablabalabalabalablabal…
Clown zones out. All the sounds around him that can make it through his headphones turning to nothing more than a memory. He’s still tired from waking up for school and honestly only wants to sleep.
Kab seems to see this and pulls out the black and aggressively soft blanket from his bag. Making sure to dust off any pencil shavings or other unwanted textures from the fabric before draping it over the sleepy raven haired boy.
He lets out a soft huff of thanks before cuddling into her side unceremoniously.
Apparently dignity is no match for an extremely sleep deprived super villain on a school day.
Oh, he is never going to live this down! Kab thinks before snapping an aggressive amount of blackmail photos.
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Clown! Clown! Look at what my dumbass friend was doing today during his school assembly. She says shoving what appears to be the shape of a modern phone with most likely embarrassing photos of himself slumped unconscious against her.
Why are you showing me this? He asks cooly. He, in this moment, is glad that his eyes do not have the proper connections within the brain to have visual sight through his orbs.
He doesn’t think he could stand looking at those photographs without his hand slipping and his scythe magically finding its way through the Rabbit child’s neck.
Aww that’s actually adorable! Branzy gushes over the same photos Clown is disgusted by.
Can we please get serious for a moment? We need to actually start planning our rebound mission after the embarrassment that was your-
Our. Kab corrects.
Yes fine. OUR last missions.
Do I even count? I feel like escaping after being injured with a small portion of the diamonds that I was told to get is not on the same scale as being kidnapped and not taken ta captivity out of the “kindness of their hearts”?
I’ll slit your fucking throat Kab. Don’t test me.
Chill dude I’m just kidding.
Speaking of your burn Rabbits(Branzy’s nickname for Kab) is it healing alright?
Oh ya it’s fine now!
Branzy.
Oh right. Sorry, haha. I just get side tracked.
A large metal figure of a prestigious and very high end casino is placed on their shared bases main table.
It took me a long time to find someone to make a model of the place but ya know. I’m good like that.
And I’m forever grateful for that Branzycraft. It’s quite masterfully welded. Down to the very last detail.
You bougie bastard. Kab mumbles.
You begged Clown to let you have a silk scarf for the reason of and I quote “just because”
And I never did get the scarf.
You don’t need one.
You don’t know what I need. She pouts.
The plan, Carrots?
Sure ya, whatever.
Clown rolls his eyes, glaring towards the area kab’s ever loud voice is coming from.
Aaannyways. Carrots you need to enter through here. Be careful though. The sensors around that area are extra touchy.
Right.
Once your in make your way through the building to the security office and take out the two security guards on station. Send me a message after that and I’ll start pushing the sleep gas through.
You already have a hold on the security codes right Branzycraft?
Absolutely! They’ll be down before you enter the building.
Good ok. We don’t want to hurt anyone if we can help it. Our customer doesn’t want to be insinuated with me. So since we still want some credit for this heist we’ll use Carrot’s calling card instead.