Out in the hall, a certain squirrel boy peeled himself out of the indent of the wall and held his head while shaking it. As he did, a small note fell to the floor. He picked it up and read what was written on it. "When you are done screwing the wall, make sure you have someone repair it. All costs will be billed to your family. If you do not wish to pay, I do not mind smacking you until you do."
"This… That fucking bitch!" The young squirrel boy gritted his teeth as he crushed the note in his hands. He stormed over to the classroom and kicked the door open. "Stupid bitch get out here now!"
"Who!? What!? Where!?" Mr. Lambert almost jumped out of his skin with the sudden intrusion. "Oh! Student Freados, why the hell are you here disturbing my class? Leave now, or I will slap you silly."
"Old man, don't think just because you are a little strong that I am scared of you. My father will easil..."
*Slap!*
