I quickly looked to where Tommy was pointing, and gasped. Dash and Quan were back up on their feet, and they didn’t look very happy. As soon as those bullies turned away from us, it came to me. Dash and Quan weren’t going to come after us this time. They were going to take their anger out on Bart! I had to do something.
I was about to get Danny’s attention, when I thought, ‘Wait a minute! We aren’t speaking to each other anymore! I can’t speak to him now!’ So, instead, I tapped on Tucker’s shoulder. He immediately stopped cheering.
“Isn’t this awesome, Sam?” Tucker asked, happily. “Dash and Quan are finally getting what they deserve!”
“Not exactly.” I replied. “Bart’s about to get pummeled!”
“Wha-,” Tucker gasped, after he saw what I was talking about.
It was like every step Dash and Quan took was a step closer to Bart’s doom. And Bart was still dancing and chanting. What the heck was going on with that baby? Couldn’t he see that Dash and Quan were walking angrily toward him? Did he seriously have that short of an attention span?
“What are we going to do?” Tucker panicked.
There was only one thing to do at that moment. But unfortunately, Danny beat me to it. “BART! RUN!”
“Not now!” Bart called back. “I’m still chanting!”
His eyes had been closed the entire time. “OPEN YOUR EYES BART!” I cried. But, Bart was still ignoring us.
Danny and I tried yelling more times individually, but Bart still kept dancing and chanting.
Finally, Danny and I glanced at each other, then back at Bart, and yelled, “BART! DASH AND QUAN ARE RIGHT BEHIND YOU! RUN!”
“Huh?” That got Bart’s attention. He slowly turned around, and looked up to see Dash and Quan staring down at him.
Bart gulped. “H-Hey guys!” he greeted, nervously. “W-What’s up?”
Dash picked Bart up by his shirt collar, and glared at him.
As Dash and Quan were starting to head for the gym door, Bart was trying to reason with them. “C-Come on you guys! Can’t we make an agreement on this?”
Dash and Quan just smirked at him.
“C’mon!” Bart cried. “Can’t I get a good lawyer? A-A witness? A second request? Aye ka rumba, man! Let me go!” Bart turned his big yellow head at us. “HELP ME, YOU GUYS!”
Dash and Quan left the gym with Bart dangling for his life. We all stood there in shock.
“Man,” Angelica smirked, “that Dash kid is pretty strong!”
We all glared at her.
“What?” Angelica asked. “I was just saying.”
“Never mind about that!” I cried. “What are we gonna to do about Dash and Quan? Bart’s in danger!”
“What do you mean what are we gonna do?” Phil asked, angrily. “We’re not gonna do nothing!”
“Yeah, Sam!” Lil cried. “Member all of the stuffs Bart did to us?”
Suddenly, Tommy stepped in. “I thinks Sam’s right you guys!”
“Huh?” we all cried.
“Since when have I ever been right?” I asked suspiciously.
“Well,” Tommy started, “you’ve been right about a lot of stuffs, Sam. It’s just that, well, Bart saved all of us, so, I say we should help him, too!” He turned toward the other babies. “Right, you guys?”
The babies mumbled stuff like, “I guess so.” and “Maybe.” and “Uh, huh. Sure.” while staring at their feet.
Tommy smiled. “That settles it then!” he cried. “We’re gonna save Bart! Now, I’m gonna split us into two groups. Danny, Phil, Lil, and Tucker, you guys are gonna be the firstest group. The rest of you are with me!”
I smiled, and walked toward Tommy. This was a great plan! At least I didn’t have to be with Danny. But then I realized Phil and Lil weren’t gonna be with me either. Plus, Angelica was in my group.
I sighed. This actually might not go as well as I had planned.
Tommy smiled at me, and pulled out two small flashlights. He gave one of them to Danny, who really didn’t look too pleased to be taking a flashlight that Tommy had been carrying around in his diaper. Tommy kept the other flashlight.
“Okay, babies!” he cried. “Here’s the plan! Danny, you take the right side of the school, and I’ll take the left! Check all of the classrooms, and all of the bathrooms, and lets us know if you finds anything! Now,” Tommy continued, “let’s go saves Bart!”
Danny and Tommy quickly turned on their flashlights, and we headed out to the hallway. We went around the school as directed. After about five minutes of searching, Tommy pointed his flashlight at me.
“Hey, Sam!” he cried.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“I was thinking,” Tommy explained, “you know this school way betterer than me, and I was wondering if you wanted to lead us for awhile.”
I smiled. “Sure, Tommy!” I walked up to him and took the flashlight.
Angelica laughed. “You mean, Manson’s gonna lead us?” she asked, turning to Tommy. “Nice going, peas for brains!”
Chuckie glared at her. “C’mon, Angelica!” he cried. “She knows this school way betterer than me, and I’ve only been coming here for about a year! Sides,” Chuckie added, “I don’t think Sam will be a bad leader!”
Angelica glared at Chuckie and showed him her right fist.
“I said, I don’t think Sam will be a bad leader!” Chuckie cried, fearfully. “Please don’t turns me into apple sauce, Angelica! I didn’t mean to make you mad!”
I sighed. “Angelica, quit bugging Chuckie and me and let’s try and find Bart, okay.”
“Fine.” Angelica mumbled. “But this is the only time I’m gonna listen to you, Manson.”
“I wouldn’t want it any other way!” I replied.
We searched our side of the hall for another ten minutes, but we still couldn’t seem to find Bart, Dash, or Quan.
“Let’s face it you guys!” I cried. “They aren’t on our side of the hall!”
“No!” Tommy exclaimed. “We can’t gives up yet, Sam! If we were pirates searching for our buried treasure, would we gives up? If we were the space peoples blasting aliems, would we gives up? If Reptar were heres, would he-,”
“Okay!” I gave in. “Okay! We’ll keep searching!”
Another ten minutes passed before we heard a voice calling, “You guys! Get over here now!”
“That was Danny!” Chuckie cried.
“He must’ve founded something!” Tommy said, excitedly. “Let’s goes!”
About two minutes later, we found Danny, Phil, Lil, and Tucker near a classroom door. As we got closer I realized it was my classroom.
Danny ran up to Tommy. “Phil and Tucker heard screaming coming from the other side of our classroom.” he explained. “We think it might be Bart!”
I strained my ears and listened. I heard a few nasally screams coming from the other side of the classroom. That had to be Bart. I remembered that scream when Bart almost hit me with his skateboard.
“What are we gonna do, Tommy?” Lil asked, fearfully.
Tommy’s eyes darted around the hall. “I-I don’t know!” he cried.
“For Pete’s sake!” Angelica cried. “I thinks two of us should goes in there, so the other person will have backup in case someone gets hurt! Now,” she continued, “who’s gonna goes in there? ‘Cause I’ll tell you one thing! It isn’t gonna be me!”
We all glanced at each other. No one seemed to want to volunteer to go inside the classroom.
A few seconds later, Tucker came up with a solution. “I’ve gotta idea!” he cried. “How about we let the leaders go inside? You know, the people who have the flashlights can shine the lights in Dash and Quan’s eyes and they won’t be able to see Bart! Then, Bart can run out of the classroom and go to the dance!”
“Hey! That’s not a bad idea there, Tucker!” Tommy exclaimed. “So Sam, it looks like you and Danny are gonna goes in theres and stops this mess!”
Danny and I gasped. “WHAT?” we cried.
“Why should I go in there with him?” I asked, pointing to Danny.
“Yeah!” Danny said, nodding. “Why am I going in that classroom to stop two bullies with my ex-best friend?”
“’Cause,” Phil started, “you guys are the leaders, and you gots the flashlights!”
“Sides,” Lil added, “you two are the olderest kids here! And Bart is probably gonna get tired of running around in theres afore you guys gets in theres!”
I glanced at Danny. “She has a point.” he said.
I sighed. “Fine! But we’re only going there for a few seconds.”
Since Danny was the closest to the door, he slowly turned the doorknob. I found it surprising that it was unlocked just half an hour before the dance started, but I just shrugged it off. Bart was in trouble, and it was up to us to stop this fight before it happened.
When Danny stepped inside, he gasped.
“What is it?” I cried, running inside. I gasped when I got into the classroom. Bart, Dash, and Quan weren’t anywhere in the room.
“Wait a minute!” Danny exclaimed, with a puzzled and annoyed look on his face. “If nobody’s in here, then where did the screaming come-,”
SLAM!
Danny and I jumped, and quickly turned around. The door had just shut behind us.
Danny ran to the door and tried turning the doorknob. But it wouldn’t budge. “It’s locked!” he cried.
“W-What’s going on?” I asked, nervously. I was scared now.
“Hang on!” Danny cried. “I’ll try calling the babies!” He cupped his hand together and yelled, “TOMMY! TUCKER! ANGELICA! ANYONE? WE’RE TRAPPED INSIDE THE CLASSROOM! LET US OUT!”
A minute later, we heard the movement of feet coming toward the door and then Tommy’s voice. “Danny! Sam! You guys still in theres?”
“Yes.” Danny answered. “I told you, the door’s locked! Could you unlock it please?”
“Sorry, you guys.” Tommy replied. “I can’t unlocks it.”
“Why not?”
“You guys needs to talk. Everybody’s tired of you two arguing!”
“We told you, Tommy! We’re not friends anymore! Will you just-,” Danny paused. Then he slapped himself on the forehead. “Oh, man! I should’ve known!”
“Not that I care or anything, Danny,” I started, “but, what’s wrong?”
“Don’t you get it, Sam?” he cried. “Bart was never in any real danger! This was all just a big set up to get you and me to be friends again!”
“WHAT?” Oh, boy, I was mad. “Tommy Pickles! Unlock this door right now!”
“Sorry, you guys!” Tommy exclaimed. “But this is for your own good!”
“Yeah!” Phil’s voice came through the door. “You guys are acting like me and Lil!”
“Or cats and dogs.” Chuckie added.
“Or day and night.” I heard Tucker say.
“Or orange juice and toothpaste.” Angelica added.
“Or-Or-, Hey! You guys took all of the good opposites! Will you or Sam help me out here?”
Danny was starting get really frustrated. “NO!” he yelled. “WHAT WE NEED YOU TO DO IS TO IS TO UNLOCK THE DOOR AND GET US OUT OF HERE!” He started yanking on the doorknob some more.
“Wait a minute!” I cried. “Bart Simpson? How did you get out there?”
“Me, Dash, and Quan sneaked outta the other classroom door just as you was entering!” Bart replied proudly.
When Danny heard what Bart had just said, he stopped trying to open the door, and ran to the other side of the classroom. Soon enough, Danny was yanking as hard as he could on that doorknob.
“Oh, by the way,” we heard Quan say, “don’t even bother trying to open the other door. We locked that one too.”
Danny let go of the doorknob and asked, “Why are you even trying to save our friendship, Quan? You hate us!”
Dash answered that question for him. “Because, what good is it to have an arch enemy when he’s too busy arguing with his friend? You won’t cower in fear anymore!”
“Gee, thanks!” Danny cried, rolling his eyes. “That’s a great reason to lock me in a classroom half an hour before the dance! My parents will be worried sick!”
“You’re welcome, Fenton!” Dash replied. “Hey, shouldn’t we be heading back to the gym? Our parents are gonna be there any minute!”
“Wait!” I cried. “You mean, you guys are just gonna leave us here?”
“Don’t worry, Sam!” Tommy exclaimed. “We’ll come back here afore the dance! We promless!”
“Yeah,” Angelica added, “maybe!”
Danny and I started yelling at the babies to come back and let us out of the classroom, but they didn’t answer. We kept doing this for a few more minutes, until we finally gave up. I sighed. We were gonna be here by ourselves for awhile.
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