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Holding the bomb nervously, TW rushed out of the room. He ran
forward, then changed his mind and ran back, then ran forward, then
ran back... Meanwhile, the bomb was ticking off. Why did I have to
get pulled into this? he thought. This is even worse than
school back home, at least there aren't any bombs there.
Suddenly, a thought struck him. This whole setup reminded him
vaguely of an Addventure episode in one of MSG's threads. In that
one, Scott was able to defuse the bomb by spiking it like a football,
causing it to turn into an egg from which hatched a dragon. Or
something. The problem was, TW had never seen football in his life
and had no idea how to spike a football. Probably, he should go to
the gym, because that was where the people who could handle such
a situation would be, not that he had any desire to deal with them.
He ran left because left was his lucky direction. Or had he run right? It was hard keeping track of such things when holding a ticking bomb. As he dashed for the gym, however, he collided with a teacher. "Do not run in the halls," said the teacher in the exact same monotone voice as the other one. "You will recieve twenty hours of detention." "But I'm holding a bomb!" said TW, enraged. "That is irrelevant. You will--" but before he could finish, TW had whacked him over the head with the bomb, knocking him out. The timer had almost run out by now. Since he was right next to the cafeteria, he dashed inside, as there probably weren't many people in there by now. The timer now had three seconds. "Um, slam dunk! Goal! TOUCHDOWN!" said TW as he slammed the bomb onto the floor exactly as the timer ran out. There was a bright flash of light, but the bomb had not exploded. Instead, it had transformed into
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