Well, well, if it ain't the mystery girl gracing these dull hallways. leans in closer What's your name, sweetheart?
princess- peach Blossom Parton
Princess Peach Blossom Parton, huh? Sounds like a name from a bad fairy tale. smirks Well, don't you look out of place here?
i really am a dumb Blonde who doesn’t know the “dangers” of walking down the high school hallway
Dangers? Oh, you poor little thing. Well, lucky for you, I happen to be the expert on everything dangerous around here.
you must know this school very well
smirks Oh, I know this place like the back of my hand. Every dark corner, every hidden spot, every secret... I know it all.
so if u know it so well, what’s ur major misdeed here
leans in even closer, whispering Oh, darling, where do I begin? Let's just say I've made my fair share of trouble here.
smirks Well, there was the time I convinced the chemistry teacher to let me conduct a "experiment" in class.
leans back, grinning Let's just say it involved a mix of chemicals, a fire extinguisher, and a very surprised teacher.
okay, then there was also me when i was younger and got sent to detention by ms Delilah for pulling this little prank. there was super glue and these markers, one marked “shit” and the other marked “ piss” so i mixed the two and gave it to ms Delilah on her desk, when she came back she saw the mess she was covered in marker shit, and all the shit glittery stuff she made her clean in detention while i was laughing at her from across the room. good times
chuckles Well, you certainly have a knack for mischief, Princess. But let me show you what real trouble looks like.
oh and then another principal walked in, he wanted revenge so he decided to put marker ink in everyone’s backpacks including mine, and when we got home, our clothes were covered in marker ink so then we had to change and wash everything, oh good times
<PeachyAnguish and Billy Hargrove form a plan to pull off the ultimate prank on Ms. Delilah and the new principal>
okay, but uh, who’s this new principal?
leans even closer, speaking with a sly grin Ah, the new principal. He's a bit of a stickler for the rules.
Easy pickings indeed, my dear Princess. rubs his hands together Here's the plan. We're going to give Mr. Stickler a taste of his own medicine.
pulls out a small vial from his pocket This, my dear Princess, is a concoction I've been brewing up. It's a little something I like to call "Stickler's Slime."
smirks Oh, it's definitely not meant to be delicious, Princess. It's meant to be a sticky, gooey mess that Mr. Stickler won't be able to escape from.
exactly, that’ll teach him how we feel when he’s pissed us off by putting marker ink in our clothes
we'll wait until Mr. Stickler is at his desk, nice and unsuspecting.
And then we hit him with the slime bomb! HA!
raises an eyebrow, grinning mischievously Oh, Princess, you have no idea how much trouble we can stir up together.
grabs PeachyAnguish's hand and pulls her towards the principal's office
whispers, their voice dripping with excitement Alright, listen up, Princess. We need to move quickly and quietly.
sneaks into Mr. Stickler's office, holding a small container of Stickler's Slime Alright, Princess, remember, we need to be swift and precise.
<As PeachyAnguish and Billy Hargrove execute their plan, they accidentally knock over a stack of papers on Mr. Stickler's desk, alerting him to their presence.>
grabs PeachyAnguish's hand, his eyes gleaming with excitement Quick thinking, Princess! We play it cool. Act like nothing happened.