Excuse Me, I Have To Go Make A Scene

@shcgogo​

Tyler had never had the man has a teacher, and he was thanking some non-existent god for that. Because, even as he denied his involvement, the man was smiling. “Oh? Is that so?” He asked without anticipation of an answer, another unconvinced laugh escaping his lips. “Because those people saw you a lot closer than you’re trying to claim.” It was somewhat true, based on the information he’d been supplied, but then his sources had been one the line of inebriation the night before. He’d been drunk by the end of the night, but now he was stone cold sober. His anger was lighting his insides like a fuse, and it was only a matter of time before he combusted. He just had to make sure he took someone else down with him. Tyler’s forehead scrunched into a look of sheer anger, accompanied by a ripple of something deep in his stomach, and when he spoke this time, his words were much sharper. “Why you picked him- What you did to him. I don’t know why, but I don’t need to be a goddamn cop to get an answer out of you.”

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Drakken laughed a bit. Was this kid serious? “Okay, so maybe I was, but I have no idea where it happened so if I was around, don’t know which place I was that that happened.” He had a feeling it wouldn’t matter what he said. This guy was on a warpath. “You don’t know why because I didn’t. Now I don’t like being accused of a crime, especially one I didn’t commit. You want an answer out of me, I’m giving you one. And Honestly, even if you were a cop, and even if I did know more, I wouldn’t tell you anything.” He started to walk past the young man. he did just was to rile him more. “And did you ever think that maybe someone did it because he did something to deserved it?”

“Well, she’s extremely sarcastic and makes a lot of jokes at my expense, so that’s not my favorite thing, but also she’s a hard worker and does things with little to no reminders, so it’s tolerable at most time. And I guess my favorite thing about her is the same thing? She’s a hard worker and has a fun sense of humor which I do like more when she’s not bashing me.”

@shcgogo

“I don’t know why you’d do it!” Tyler admitted with an incredulous laugh. “I really, really don’t.” The man had no stakes in this, as far as he was aware, but a couple of witnesses had put him near the scene of the crime at the right time. “Was it… Was it anger? Rage? Were you just looking for someone to stab, and picked the first guy you saw standing alone?” He asked, the question digging him deeper into his hysterical rage. They’d lost, and Nibs was hurt, and if he had to lose himself in the hunt to find who was responsible, he wouldn’t hesitate to do so. “What the fuck were you doing there last night?”

@mcgalomaniac​

. Drakken’s brow furrowed as he looked at the clearly distraught youth. He laughed a bit at the accusation. “Hate to call bullshit on your investigation, but that definitely wasn’t me.” Though he did smile a bit, not on purpose, thinking about how exciting and worth it the battle of the bands became when there was actually a stabbing. He knew that’d make it all more interesting. “And technically, even if I was somehow involved with that, I wouldn’t have to confess anything to you because you’re clearly not a cop. Cops aren’t usually this emotionally invested.” He looked like he was so angry he could probably cry. “But, to humor you, I was at the event thing, but I didn’t see any of that. There were people that saw me. Saw me nowhere near wherever he was. And not to mention, if it had been me, I wouldn’t have stabbed him, that’s too... barbaric. Too personal. I don’t know you or him, so why-- if I just wanted to hurt someone-- would I stab someone? Especially someone who people would definitely notice is hurt.”

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Prescott let out an exasperated sigh at Drew’s response, always quick to dismiss. “You’re not thinking about it in the right light.” Pressing the edges of their elbows into the wood of the other’s desk, having sought the man out in his office to reintroduce the idea, they motioned towards him with outstretched hands. “No one who doesn’t want to sing would have to! Or, at least, in non-group songs. And I can pick something that’s upbeat and line-based, so everyone can have the chance to at least speak.” They explained, positive in their minds that they could make it work. And, not only that, but make it a fun and well-attended event for the incoming students. “You’ve had lower class numbers lately, right? Well, imagine what this could do! The kids see you, hear you speak, and have that moment of ‘who’s he?’ Direct exposure, you’ll get higher enrollments, and you can thank me later.” They explained, having no doubts that the guy’s face alone would draw in a bit of a crowd, if they knew what he looked like. But, maybe Prescott was biased. “Besides. I faintly remember you having a good voice, way back when.”

@mcgalomaniac​

. he was very aware that there was a time when this enthusiasm and persistence would be charming, and Drew probably would’ve at least attempted to make it to at least one rehearsal. And this was clearly something they put a lot of thought into. If nothing else, Prescott is motivated and persistent. Drakken folded his arms across his chest. “My numbers are down because of those ‘rate my professor’ websites. People don’t want hard classes,” but he can’t help but chuckle a bit at the theatrics they put into the description. Direct exposure, like this was some sort of marketing campaign or audition. He scoffed lightly, rolling his eyes when they mentioned that comment about his voice, letting his chair swivel a bit, using the turn to try and hide the shadow of a grin that quickly crossed his face. “I think your memory is slightly skewed,” he looked over to Prescott. “And you know I’ve got this thing going as like, the hard ass science professor, if they see me preform a musical number, those kids aren’t gonna take me seriously after that.” It’s true, but he posed the phrase as a joke. But he did think for a moment about it, knowing that if this was anyone else’s idea, he wouldn’t have even entertained it this long. Because as much as he loved theatrics and being a bit eccentric himself, it was different when he knew he needed his students to respect him. Or at the very least fear him enough to do their work. “Honestly, you’ll probably steal the show, doubt any of them would remember the rest of us,” he mumbled, more just thinking out loud than really meaning to say that. Drew sighed and swiveled his chair back to fully face them. “If I were to consider joining this, what’d you have in mind? Like how wild are the costumes, would there be extreme choreography, would we be performing something well known or would you be dishing out a Pantos original for this?”

shego rolled her eyes. of course that was where his mind went first. it norm was stupid before it was something good. “that sounds lame and you know it. none of them would actually know how to fight.”

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He rolled his eyes, turning back to them. “Does what you’re going to say have anything to do with putting on a faculty musical to welcome back students and to welcome the freshmen, because you suggest that a lot. But, please, by all means if you had some other ‘great idea’, I’d love to hear it.” Because for as long as he’d known Prescott, they’d always had big and extravagant ideas, and Drew did like to hear them because he always enjoyed ideas that could be considered ‘out there’, but he’d heard this idea too many times and it never sounded good. Sure, Prescott and the other drama professors could probably put on a good show, but there were several people that he had no desire to see try to act something out. Not to mention it was already hard enough to get the freshmen’s respect, and this just seemed like another nail in the coffin. 

@prescottpantos

“Well I feel like just sending a strongly worded email is a lot tamer than what most people would do,” he said. “I know it’s a lot nicer than what I would’ve done. I’m sure it’s parents like that that make you just absolutely thrilled for school to start back up.”

@orderlytikki

Judy nearly choked on her coffee, covering her mouth until she swallowed and then turned to look at him head on. “Like gladiator matches? Why would that be entertaining?”

Wow he definitely didn’t expect her to get that shocked. “I mean, sure could be like that. And what wouldn’t be entertaining about that? I mean you can go see a concert any time, but I feel like knowing that this band is ready to take swings at another band to get their spot in your record label is a good thing to know.” Not a lot of people are willing to enact violence for their higher ups, and personally Drakken thinks that’s something you should always be aware of right out the gate.