When Halloween rolled around, it seemed like the perfect time in the game to take on the dress code. This usually would've gone easy, but Leo got this crazy idea to put in a lot of challenges, and chances for me to earn extra big points.
At my house
Mom: No costume Rafe?
Rafe: It's middle school. Nopony is going to wear a costume.
Georgia: I'm dressed as a fairy!
Rafe: Great, nopony cares. *leaves*
Even though it seemed like I had no costume, everything I needed was in my backpack.
I went to the bathroom, and changed as soon as I got the chance. I had black shoes, black pants, a black turtleneck, and a black ski mask. My backpack was dark blue, but it was close enough.
I had Cheerios for throwing stars, and nunchucks made out of paper towel rolls, and with a peice of rope tied at each end.
Song time link
Rafe: *Runs out of bathroom*
Ponies: What?
Rafe: *Runs upstairs*
Colt: Oh my god!! *falls down stairs*
Rafe: *running past ponies*
Filly: Oh jeez it's a ninja!!
Rafe: *Sees Miller* Perfect.
Miller: What is that?!
Rafe: *throws cheerios at Miller*
Miller: Ow!
Rafe: *going down stairs*
Mrs. Stricker: *going up stairs*
Rafe: *runs into Mrs. Stricker*
Then... we both fell down the stairs.
Mrs. Stricker: What in heaven's name is this?
Rafe: I'm a ninja :D
Mrs. Stricker: You are a fool. Take that mask off immediately.
Rafe: *pulls off mask*
Mrs. Stricker: Rafe. I should've known. You absolutely may not run around the school in that costume.
Rafe: There's no rule against Ninja's. Believe me, I checked.
Mrs. Stricker: Consider it our new regulation. No Ninja's allowed. You're going to have to take that off.
Rafe: Ok. *goes to bathroom*
Now you may have thought I'd just change into normal clothing, but that's where you're wrong. When I was about to come out, I only had a pair of boxers on.
Rafe: Time to do this! *runs out of bathroom*
Mrs. Stricker: RAFE KHATCHADORIAN!!!
Rafe: *running very fast*
Filly: *Screams*
Rafe: *Sliding down stairs*
Colt 2: Go Rafe, go!
Colt 15: Don't let them get you!
Ok, stop the song
Unfortunately, they did get me. Or at least, Mr. Dwight caught me.
Colt 5: Hey. Aren't you Rafe Khatchadorian?
Rafe: That's right.
Colt 5: I heard about you. What did you do this time?
Rafe: I broke the dress code.
Teacher: Quiet! No talking until penalty of death!
I was just going to ask why she said penalty of death, when Mr. Dwight signaled me to go into his office. I soon arrive in Mr. Dwight's office. The walls are painted a dull grey, there are no decorations, and it smells like.... I don't know what in there.
Mr. Dwight: *show jar of jelly beans* Would you like one?
Rafe: I'll pass.
Mr. Dwight: Whatever *eats two jelly beans* It seems you've been making a name for yourself. Many teachers, and students are saying that you're quite the show-off. Do you have anything to say about all this?
Rafe: I think you got me confused with somepony else.
Mr. Dwight: No. Absolutely not. We only have one Rafe Khatchadorian in this school, and that's you. You will have three detentions with Ms. Donatello, and-
Rafe: *bored*
Mr. Dwight: Rafe, are you listening to me?
Rafe: *nods*
Mr. Dwight: You need to get your act together, young man. Keep this up, and you'll get more then just detention. Understood?
Rafe: Understood.
At least my trip to the principal's office was worth 30,000 points. It seemed great, but I'd have to deal with Ms. Donatello.
Rafe: *walking in hallway*
Jeanne: *arrives* What was all that about?
Rafe: I got three detentions with Donatello.
Jeanne: That's not what I meant. Why would you want to run around the school in just underwear? This whole rule-breaking thing seems kind of pointless.
Rafe: Yeah, it's pointless. Just like all the rules in this school. No hats? No sunglasses? No pants that are too big or shirts that are too small? Do you really think all these rules do anything to make this school better?
Jeanne: That's not up to me.
Rafe: But, you said you wanted to make the school a better place. Right?
Jeanne: I do, but-
Then, I realized my mistake
Jeanne: That speech was two months ago. You still remember what I said?
Rafe: Uhhh.... Well, why do you remember it?
Jeanne: Just leave me alone *walks away*
Rafe: *sighs* Great.
November 2 is a good day. It's mom's birthday, and she said that all she wanted was for us to come have dinner at Swifty's while she was working.
Despite that, Georgia made her a drawing, and I used most of my money to get her a card, and this perfume she really likes.
Swifty's is a great place to eat. Not just because my mom works there, but they have many of her paintings for sale. When we have dinner at Swifty's I usually get a burger with double fries. Other times I'll get the open-faced turkey sandwich with mashed potatoes, and gravy.
Mom: *Arrives at Rafe's table* You kids can go ahead, and order. Carl called, and said he couldn't come. He has somewhere else to be.
Rafe: On your birthday?
Mom: This'll be nice, just the three of us. Now you can get whatever you want, even the steak.
Usually, we have to spend ten dollars or less when Carl was with us. All because he ordered loads of food for himself.
Rafe: One steak, medium well with double fries.
Mom: Ok. How about you Georgia?
Georgia: Rafe was naked in school!
Mom: What?
Rafe: Shut up! I was not.
Georgia: Gracie said that Miranda Piccolino said her brother saw you running all over the school naked!
Rafe: I was not naked.
Ponies: *Staring*
Mom: *standing still*
Rafe: It was just a Halloween thing.
Georgia: Grace said that Miranda said that her brother said you were-
Rafe: *kicks Georgia*
Georgia: Wahhhh!
Rafe: Quit pretending to cry you faker! *looks at mom*
Mom: *standing still*
She didn't move, but the worst thing of all was that I saw a tear roll down her cheek.
Mom: *Runs away*
Rafe: See what you did? Way to go!
Georgia: I'm not the one who ran around naked!
Rafe: Say that one more time, and I will strangle you to death! *follows mom*
Inside the kitchen
Rafe: Mom?
Mom: I'm ok.
Rafe: I didn't mean to make you cry.
Mom: Come over here Rafe.
Fred: Jules, I don't mean to be a hard guy, but we're kind of busy out here.
Mom: I'll be right there, I promise.
Fred: Ok. *leaves*
Mom: We never did finish our chat about Leonardo. I want you to know that I know you've been talking to him again.
Rafe: I don't have to. I can stop.
Mom: No, honey. I've been thinking about this. We all talk to people who aren't there, all the time. With texting, and computers, and even answering machines. Even artists talk to there muses for inspiration. Some ponies even talk to theirselves.
Rafe: That's true.
Mom: So why shouldn't you talk to Leo if you want to? It's not Leo I'm worried about. It's you.
Rafe: I'm okay.
Mom: Are you? You've been getting into so much trouble at school lately. I just don't understand. I know it's a tough year, and I haven't been around much, but... *starts to cry again*
All this happened on her birthday, because of me. I never felt so terrible then I did now. Just one big slice of loser meat on toast. So much for being a good pony.
That night, I knew I needed to stop playing Operation R.A.F.E. No more breaking the rules on purpose, no more zoom for sale, and no more fighting with Carl. If I couldn't be good, I could at least try to be normal.
Leo: You're going to regret this. Jules doesn't want you to be normal. She wants you to be yourself. Doesn't she tell you that all the time?
Rafe: Yeah, but myself made her cry tonight. I just need to lay low for three days. Probably more.
Leo: Yeah. And then what? You win the lottery? Your mom turns into a famous artist? Georgia gets a personality transplant? Carl gets amnesia, and never comes home? Screw it, dude. You're living in a fantasy world.
Rafe: Look who's talking.
Leo: And that's another thing. What am I supposed to do while you're off being Mr. Normal?
Rafe: I don't know. What do imaginary ponies do in their spare time?
Leo: *Yawning*
Rafe: It's not like I'm going anywhere. You can still talk to me, we just won't be playing the game.
Leo: We're only getting started here. You can't quit now.
Rafe: I'm not quitting. I'm just taking a break.
Leo: For how long?
Rafe: I don't know. We just have to wait, and see. Ok? Leo?
He just ignored me. Leo the silent, was giving me the silent treatment.
Song: link
Next day, I paid extra attention to what the good ponies were doing in class, and I tried to do the same stuff.
Ms. Donatello: Who would like to hand out the assignment sheets?
Rafe: *raises hoof*
Allison: *Raising hoof*
Ms. Donatello: I'll let Rafe do it today.
Allison: What? That's not fair!!
Ms. Donatello: Allison, you've done it a lot. In fact, you've done it too many times. It's time to give Rafe a chance.
Rafe: *Goes to desk*
Ms. Donatello: Are you trying to butter me up before your next detention? Because it's working. Thank you Rafe.
Rafe: You're welcome. *takes assignment sheets*
Jeanne: *Smiles*
Rafe: *Gives assignment sheet to Jeanne*
I wasn't expecting a smile from Jeanne. After the whole underwear episode in Halloween, I was trying to avoid her. Maybe she smiled at me, because I was being normal for a change.
After handing out the sheets, we all worked on them. It was just about Abstract Nouns. We had to be in groups, and Jeanne wasn't in my group. I still did my best, and with the ponies I was working with, we did very good.
Ms. Donatello: *arrives* Very creative. Very organic.
Rafe: Are you saying it's disgusting yogurt?
Ms. Donatello: *Laughs* No. I think you're all doing very good. Keep it up.
That wasn't the only thing I was keeping up. If being normal was all I had to do to keep my mom happy, I figured it would be worth it.
Ok, stop the song.
At the end of the day, I had half of my stuff in my saddlebags, and the rest I was carrying in my hoof. Then, this happened.
Miller: *sticks out leg*
Rafe: *notices leg*
Miller: *pushes Rafe*
Rafe: *Trips* Ah! *drops books*
Miller: Careful. You might trip, and fall.
Rafe: Yeah. You're a genius Starswirl the bearded.
Miller: Right. You ready for the meeting?
Rafe: What meeting?
Miller: My fist, your face. Once, and for all scumbag.
Rafe: Miller, for the last time. I am not trying to prove anything. Leave me alone.
Miller: *sees book* What's this? *takes book*
Rafe: (That's my Operation R.A.F.E book!) It's nothing. Give it back.
Miller: *reading* Operation R.A.F.E? What are you? Six years old?
Rafe: I told you, it's nothing!
Miller: If it's nothing, then why do you look like you're going to wet your pants? Hmm... *reading stuff*
Rafe: (I cannot believe this is happening.)
Miller: *rips off cover* Here you go. That's free, the rest is a dollar.
Rafe: Fine. *gives Miller a dollar*
Miller: *rips out another page* What? You thought it was a dollar for the whole thing? What do you think I am, some kind of an idiot?
Rafe: Come on Miller.
Miller: *in squeaky voice* Come on Miller.
Rafe: I don't have the money for that.
Miller: *puts book in saddlebag* You can take your time. A dollar a page, Khatchadorian. Unless the price goes up, which it might.
After Miller stole my Operation R.A.F.E book, I talked to Leo at my house.
Leo: What's up?
Rafe: Miller stole my notebook, and I need to make more money to get it back from him. *goes to garage*
Leo: Well, if he stole your book, that means you lost your second life.
Rafe: I don't care. I just need to get that book back from him.
Leo: Then what are we waiting for?
I got to the garage, and was taking some cans of Zoom
Rafe: *putting cans in backpack*
Georgia: *Arrives*
Oh no. Just when things couldn't get worse.
Georgia: What are you doing? You're not supposed to be out here. Are you taking that? Why are you taking that?
Rafe: Close the door!
Georgia: *Closes door* You could get in a lot of trouble.
Rafe: Not if nopony else finds out. Understand?
Georgia: Why do you need so much.
Rafe: Why are you on Carl's side?
Georgia: I'm not!
Rafe: Listen. Every time I take some of this, I'll give one to you. We'll drink it when none of our parents are around.
Georgia: You've done this before, haven't you?
Rafe: Do you want it or not?
Georgia: What if we get caught?
Rafe: We won't. Not if we keep our mouths shut, and don't say anything.
Georgia: Okay.
Rafe: EVER
Georgia: Okaaaay.
Rafe: For Mom's sake. Swear?
Georgia: I swear, I swear! Triple swear.
With all that swearing, I still thought Georgia was going to spill the beans. I was just going to have to take my chances.
One of the worst parts of the school year is between Halloween, and Thanksgiving. Christmas Break is so far away, and the end of the year is nowhere in sight. When you leave in the morning, it's dark. When you get home, it's practically dark. Dark, dark, dark. That's how my life felt right now.
When I had my detentions with Donatello
Rafe: *Enters room* Oh. Just you, and me again.
Ms. Donatello: Yes. I just wanted to talk, that's all.
Rafe: (I'm dead.)
When I started selling Zoom again
Ponies: *look like zombies* zoooooooooom
Zombie: BRAAAAAINS- no wait, I mean.. zooooooooom!
When I wanted to get my book back from Milller
During lunch
Miller: *Goes to Rafe* How many pages do you want today?
Rafe: Three.
Miller: You better have the money with you.
Two hours later
Rafe: *Gives Miller money*
Miller: Seems in order. Here *gives Rafe three pages*
I was still trying not to get into any trouble, but it just made Leo unhappy. I felt very bad about myself too. As far as everypony else seemed to notice, I turned over a new leaf.
On Monday, before Thanksgiving
Jeanne: *Goes to Rafe* Don't think I haven't noticed.
Rafe: Noticed what?
Jeanne: You've been playing by the rules.
Rafe: I'm on a break. I'm just being normal for a while.
Jeanne: Yeah. That's what I noticed. So let me ask you something. What are you going to do on Wednesday?
Rafe: Nothing.
Jeanne: That was quick. Are you sure?
Rafe: Yep.
Jeanne: Well, good. Student Council is doing a fund raiser at the Duper Market. We're sponsoring a family that can't afford their own thanksgiving. There's going to be pie, cookies, and a food drive too. We could really use some extra help.
Rafe: Oh. Well um, yeah. Ok. Sounds like a good cause.
Jeanne: Great! Three thirty on Wednesday. And if your parents can make something for the bake sale, that would be awesome.
Rafe: Sure. I'll get my mom to make a pie.
Jeanne: Thanks Rafe. I really appreciate it. *leans closer to Rafe* I like you like this. And don't worry, your secret is safe with me. *kisses Rafe*
Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh, she kissed me! I'll never forget that!
Just when Jeanne was walking away, Mrs. Stricker arrived.
Mrs. Stricker: Jeanne! Get over here!
Jeanne: *goes to Mrs. Stricker*
Mrs. Stricker: You're not allowed to kiss other students on school grounds.
Jeanne: Really?
Rafe: That's dumb.
Mrs. Stricker: You two in my office, now.
In Mrs. Stricker's office
Mrs. Stricker: What in the world were you thinking when you kissed him?
Jeanne: I was happy for him. He offered to do something very nice, and-
Mrs. Stricker: No, unacceptable. No matter what, you cannot kiss other ponies in this school.
Rafe: That's so unfair!
Mrs. Stricker: Watch your tone, Mr. Khatchadorian. You could easily wind up in detention with Ms. Galleta.
Rafe: Hold up. You're giving her a detention, and not me.
Ms. Stricker: *Sighs* Rafe, I don't think for a moment that you're blameless in all of this. You were not the one kissing another student, Jeanne was. My hooves are tied.
Then, the 5th period bell rang. After the conversation, Mrs. Stricker took us out in the hall, and watched us as we walked away.
Rafe: I'm really sorry about what happened.
Jeanne: It's not your fault.
Rafe: I feel like it is. You weren't supposed to get in trouble.
I broke my own no hurt rule. I didn't need Leo to tell me what this meant. I lost my last life in Operation R.A.F.E. The game was over.
Back at home
Leo: Rafe? What's the matter?
Rafe: I lost the game.
Leo: What are you talking about?
Rafe: I lost the Operation R.A.F.E game.
Leo: What do you mean?
Rafe: I lost my third life by breaking the no hurt rule.
Leo: Oh. Is that all?
Rafe: Yeah. A pretty epic fail, huh?
Leo: Screw that?
Rafe: What?
Leo: You've got a mural to draw, and besides, normal is boring.
Rafe: You're right. Let's draw.
The next morning, I left a note for Mom saying that I had to go to school extra early to work on a project, which was basically true.
Leo: You're not going to regret this. The way I see it, the whole point of Operation R.A.F.E is to break rules.
Rafe: Alright. *looks at wall* Before, I just saw a brick wall. Now, I see a giant canvas. *Grabs marker*
Leo: *Grabs flashlight*
Rafe: *grabs sketches*
Leo: You don't need those anymore. Just get drawing.
Rafe: *Draws on wall*
It was slow moving at first, but eventually, everything started moving pretty quickly.
Leo: That's it, keep up the good work.
Rafe: *Drawing sword*
Leo: Make that bigger.
Rafe: *makes sword bigger*
Leo: Draw some more on the left.
Rafe: *Draws more stuff on the left*
Leo: Try drawing Miller.
Rafe: *drawing Miller*
Leo: A little bigger.
Rafe: *makes drawing a little bigger*
Leo: Not bad.
The whole thing started to get so big that I felt like I was inside the drawing.
I lost track of time too. By the time I finished, the sun was up, and my arm was very tired. No matter, I wasn't going to let that stop me.
Police: *Arrive*
Rafe: *Finishes*
Leo: Uh, Rafe?
Police: *Step out of car* Holy smokes. Did you really draw all of that?
Rafe: Yeah?
Police: Get in.
Rafe: *Gets in car*
Leo: *gets in car*
Have you noticed something? Just me, and Leo in the police car? Well, way back at the beginning of this fanfic, I was in there with Leo, and Georgia. We're going to continue from there now.
Hours before that, the cops brought me back to my house. Now, what do you suppose Carl did when the police brought me back home?
1. He bribed the cops to go away, and forget everything.
2. He took me out for a delicious breakfast.
3. He went ballistic, and started chasing me around the house.
Answer: Let's just say it's a good thing I'm quick on my hooves.
I was in my room after what happened.
Leo: You've got to focus on the positives. That was a major masterpiece you just pulled off. Nopony will forget that.
Rafe: Yeah, except Mr. Dwight, and Mrs. Stricker. They'll probably kick me out of the school.
Mom: *arrives* I went to the school, and I told Mr. Dwight you'll paint over that mural this weekend. It's a shame really. Anywhere else, and I would've been impressed.
Rafe: Are they going to kick me out?
Mom: I don't know. We have a conference at school first thing tomorrow morning. Until then, you're staying right here.
Rafe: Mom, I'm sorry.
Mom: I know you are Rafe.
That afternoon, the only pony I saw was Georgia.
Georgia: *Enters room*
Rafe: Georgia?
Georgia: *Gives Rafe pudding cup* What?
Rafe: I want to be alone right now. Ok?
Georgia: Ok. *walks out of room, and closes door*
For the rest of the day it was quiet. Nothing happened until after dark.
Carl: *watching TV*
Mom: *Cooking onions*
??: *Rings doorbell*
Mom: I've got it *goes to door* That's weird. Nopony is here. *looks at package* What is this?
Carl: *Grunts as he walks to mom* What've you got there?
Mom: I'm not sure.
Carl: Not sure? Just look at this stuff! I'm telling you that kid's nothing but a little hoodlum.
Mom: Don't talk like that about him, and lower your voice.
Carl: Are you kidding me? Listen, if you're not going to do something about this, I will. In fact, I'm going to get him right now.
Mom: No you're not. Not like this.
Carl: Get outside, now! *opens door*
Rafe: *slowly walks out of room*
Mom: *Steps outside*
Carl: *slams door* Rafe is always getting into trouble, and you won't do anything about it!
Mom: He's just having a hard time.
Carl: Yeah, a hard time behaving.
Mom: Carl, please calm down.
Carl: DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!
Mom: Carl! You don't have to be like this.
Carl: SHUT UP JULES! JUST SHUT UP! *pushes mom off porch*
Rafe: *stunned*
Georgia: Rafe? What happened?
Rafe: Georgia, call 911, now.
Georgia: But-
Rafe: NOW! *goes outside*
Carl: *tries to help mom up*
Mom: *crying* Just get away from me!
Carl: Jules, I'm sorry. It was an accident. It was just an accident.
Mom: I know that, and I don't care. Just back off.
Rafe: *sees package* (It all makes sense now.)
Carl: Listen Jules, I didn't mean to hurt you. I can change.
Rafe: *Pushes Carl* Just get out of here!
Carl: *stunned*
I have never seen him like this. He just stared like that for a while, and ran away. Thankfully, mom wasn't hurt. She just got the both of us into the house. Meanwhile with Carl
Carl: *running down street*
Cops: *arrive* Freeze!
Carl: *lays on ground*
Cops: *Arrest Carl*
Mom: *gets pot of onions off stove*
Police: *knocking on door*
Mom: *Opens door* Hello?
Police: Ms. Khatchadorian?
Mom: Yeah.
Police: We arrested the stallion that attacked you, and we're hear to collect his things.
Mom: Ok, come in.
Georgia: What's happening? Why are the police hear? Are you in trouble?
Mom: No. They're hear to take Carl's things away. That's all.
Half an hour later
Police: Thank you. *leaves*
Mom: *Closes door*
Rafe: *comes down stairs* So Carl is gone for good, huh?
Mom: Yep.
Rafe: Yes!
Georgia: Yay.
Mom: As for you Rafe. There's still a lot we have to deal with.
Rafe: I know mom, and I'm really sorry. What happened tonight, was all my fault. I just... I, um-
Mom: This was not your fault, not even close.
Rafe: I'll bet you wish you could have a normal kid sometimes.
Georgia: I'm normal!
Mom: That's not how I think about it. It's true you've made some bad choices, but I made bad choices too, haven't I? In any case, we'll worry about this tomorrow morning. And I think normal is a little boring. Don't you?
Rafe: That's what Leo says.
Mom: Where do you think he got it?
Rafe: I don't know *looks across room*
Leo: *smiles*
Next morning when I returned to the school, everyone, and I mean everyone was staring at me.
Colt 24: Hey, that's Rafe.
Mare 3: He drew that mural on the school wall.
Colt 25: *Takes picture of Rafe*
Miller: Hey, Khatchadorian! You got my package?
Rafe: You. You were the one that sent all those pages from my book.
Miller: Yeah, so?
Rafe: That made my step dad angry. He hurt my mom. That made my sister cry, and now.. I'M ANGRY!! *punches Miller*
Miller: Oof *walks into wall* You're done for Rafe! *kicks Rafe*
Rafe: *hits Miller's eye*
Mr. Dwight: HEY!! Stop this at once!
Rafe: Get outta here! *pushes Mr. Dwight*
Mrs. Stricker: *grabs Miller*
Miller: Let go of me!
Mom: *grabs Rafe*
Rafe: Miller! I HOPE YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON!!
Miller: *holding onto eye* This ain't over!!
Well, after my fight with Miller I was sent to the principal's office. Mr. Dwight, and Mrs. Stricker was in the office with me, and my mom.
Mr. Dwight: Well, if it wasn't settled already, it is now. Rafe, you're being expelled from Hills Village Middle School-
Rafe: YES!! Thank you so much!! You have no idea how pathetic this school is!
Mrs. Stricker: You're only expelled for the rest of the year.
Mr. Dwight: Rafe can continue his assignments, and work on them at home. And of course, you can reenroll him in sixth grade in the fall.
Rafe: No.
Mom: Rafe, we don't have any other choice.
Then Mr. Dwight's phone buzzed
Mr. Dwight: Yes?.... Tell her we're in a parent meeting.
Ms. Donatello: *Arrives* I'll make it quick. I understand this is a private conference, but I'd like to offer one suggestion on Rafe's behalf.
Mom: Please do.
Ms. Donatello: I was going to bring this up later in the quarter, but now seems to be the time. *puts brochure on desk*
Rafe: *Reading brochure* Airbrook?
Ms. Donatello: This could be a perfect enviornment for Rafe. You'd have to take a longer bus ride, but I think you'll like it there.
Mrs. Stricker: Excuse me. Rafe is being expelled. Are you saying he should be rewarded for his behavior?
Ms. Donatello: Not at all. I'm saying he has talent. I've seen a lot of drawings from him, and they're amazing.
Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I draw a lot.
Mom: I wasn't sure If I should bring this up or not, but I think now is the right time. *shows Operation R.A.F.E book*
Mrs. Stricker: Well, this explains a lot.
Mom: Actually, that's not the point. These drawing could be used in Rafe's portfolio?
Rafe: A portfolio?
Ms. Donatello: A collection of your artwork.
Mr. Dwight: Mrs. Khatchadorian, you've obviously welcome to enroll Rafe anywhere you'd like, but you must understand the gravity of his actions here.
Mom: I do, but I have to agree with him. This place is a terrible school.
Rafe: Mom?
Mom: It's ok Rafe.
Mr. Dwight: *Slams desk* Get out, both of you! Rafe Khatchadorian is not allowed near this school at all forever!
And that was that. I didn't have to go to Hills Village at all anymore. I was going to be enrolled to Airbrooks, and Carl moved out for good. He even forgot his secret stash of Zoom. Could my life get any better?
The End
At my house
Mom: No costume Rafe?
Rafe: It's middle school. Nopony is going to wear a costume.
Georgia: I'm dressed as a fairy!
Rafe: Great, nopony cares. *leaves*
Even though it seemed like I had no costume, everything I needed was in my backpack.
I went to the bathroom, and changed as soon as I got the chance. I had black shoes, black pants, a black turtleneck, and a black ski mask. My backpack was dark blue, but it was close enough.
I had Cheerios for throwing stars, and nunchucks made out of paper towel rolls, and with a peice of rope tied at each end.
Song time link
Rafe: *Runs out of bathroom*
Ponies: What?
Rafe: *Runs upstairs*
Colt: Oh my god!! *falls down stairs*
Rafe: *running past ponies*
Filly: Oh jeez it's a ninja!!
Rafe: *Sees Miller* Perfect.
Miller: What is that?!
Rafe: *throws cheerios at Miller*
Miller: Ow!
Rafe: *going down stairs*
Mrs. Stricker: *going up stairs*
Rafe: *runs into Mrs. Stricker*
Then... we both fell down the stairs.
Mrs. Stricker: What in heaven's name is this?
Rafe: I'm a ninja :D
Mrs. Stricker: You are a fool. Take that mask off immediately.
Rafe: *pulls off mask*
Mrs. Stricker: Rafe. I should've known. You absolutely may not run around the school in that costume.
Rafe: There's no rule against Ninja's. Believe me, I checked.
Mrs. Stricker: Consider it our new regulation. No Ninja's allowed. You're going to have to take that off.
Rafe: Ok. *goes to bathroom*
Now you may have thought I'd just change into normal clothing, but that's where you're wrong. When I was about to come out, I only had a pair of boxers on.
Rafe: Time to do this! *runs out of bathroom*
Mrs. Stricker: RAFE KHATCHADORIAN!!!
Rafe: *running very fast*
Filly: *Screams*
Rafe: *Sliding down stairs*
Colt 2: Go Rafe, go!
Colt 15: Don't let them get you!
Ok, stop the song
Unfortunately, they did get me. Or at least, Mr. Dwight caught me.
Colt 5: Hey. Aren't you Rafe Khatchadorian?
Rafe: That's right.
Colt 5: I heard about you. What did you do this time?
Rafe: I broke the dress code.
Teacher: Quiet! No talking until penalty of death!
I was just going to ask why she said penalty of death, when Mr. Dwight signaled me to go into his office. I soon arrive in Mr. Dwight's office. The walls are painted a dull grey, there are no decorations, and it smells like.... I don't know what in there.
Mr. Dwight: *show jar of jelly beans* Would you like one?
Rafe: I'll pass.
Mr. Dwight: Whatever *eats two jelly beans* It seems you've been making a name for yourself. Many teachers, and students are saying that you're quite the show-off. Do you have anything to say about all this?
Rafe: I think you got me confused with somepony else.
Mr. Dwight: No. Absolutely not. We only have one Rafe Khatchadorian in this school, and that's you. You will have three detentions with Ms. Donatello, and-
Rafe: *bored*
Mr. Dwight: Rafe, are you listening to me?
Rafe: *nods*
Mr. Dwight: You need to get your act together, young man. Keep this up, and you'll get more then just detention. Understood?
Rafe: Understood.
At least my trip to the principal's office was worth 30,000 points. It seemed great, but I'd have to deal with Ms. Donatello.
Rafe: *walking in hallway*
Jeanne: *arrives* What was all that about?
Rafe: I got three detentions with Donatello.
Jeanne: That's not what I meant. Why would you want to run around the school in just underwear? This whole rule-breaking thing seems kind of pointless.
Rafe: Yeah, it's pointless. Just like all the rules in this school. No hats? No sunglasses? No pants that are too big or shirts that are too small? Do you really think all these rules do anything to make this school better?
Jeanne: That's not up to me.
Rafe: But, you said you wanted to make the school a better place. Right?
Jeanne: I do, but-
Then, I realized my mistake
Jeanne: That speech was two months ago. You still remember what I said?
Rafe: Uhhh.... Well, why do you remember it?
Jeanne: Just leave me alone *walks away*
Rafe: *sighs* Great.
November 2 is a good day. It's mom's birthday, and she said that all she wanted was for us to come have dinner at Swifty's while she was working.
Despite that, Georgia made her a drawing, and I used most of my money to get her a card, and this perfume she really likes.
Swifty's is a great place to eat. Not just because my mom works there, but they have many of her paintings for sale. When we have dinner at Swifty's I usually get a burger with double fries. Other times I'll get the open-faced turkey sandwich with mashed potatoes, and gravy.
Mom: *Arrives at Rafe's table* You kids can go ahead, and order. Carl called, and said he couldn't come. He has somewhere else to be.
Rafe: On your birthday?
Mom: This'll be nice, just the three of us. Now you can get whatever you want, even the steak.
Usually, we have to spend ten dollars or less when Carl was with us. All because he ordered loads of food for himself.
Rafe: One steak, medium well with double fries.
Mom: Ok. How about you Georgia?
Georgia: Rafe was naked in school!
Mom: What?
Rafe: Shut up! I was not.
Georgia: Gracie said that Miranda Piccolino said her brother saw you running all over the school naked!
Rafe: I was not naked.
Ponies: *Staring*
Mom: *standing still*
Rafe: It was just a Halloween thing.
Georgia: Grace said that Miranda said that her brother said you were-
Rafe: *kicks Georgia*
Georgia: Wahhhh!
Rafe: Quit pretending to cry you faker! *looks at mom*
Mom: *standing still*
She didn't move, but the worst thing of all was that I saw a tear roll down her cheek.
Mom: *Runs away*
Rafe: See what you did? Way to go!
Georgia: I'm not the one who ran around naked!
Rafe: Say that one more time, and I will strangle you to death! *follows mom*
Inside the kitchen
Rafe: Mom?
Mom: I'm ok.
Rafe: I didn't mean to make you cry.
Mom: Come over here Rafe.
Fred: Jules, I don't mean to be a hard guy, but we're kind of busy out here.
Mom: I'll be right there, I promise.
Fred: Ok. *leaves*
Mom: We never did finish our chat about Leonardo. I want you to know that I know you've been talking to him again.
Rafe: I don't have to. I can stop.
Mom: No, honey. I've been thinking about this. We all talk to people who aren't there, all the time. With texting, and computers, and even answering machines. Even artists talk to there muses for inspiration. Some ponies even talk to theirselves.
Rafe: That's true.
Mom: So why shouldn't you talk to Leo if you want to? It's not Leo I'm worried about. It's you.
Rafe: I'm okay.
Mom: Are you? You've been getting into so much trouble at school lately. I just don't understand. I know it's a tough year, and I haven't been around much, but... *starts to cry again*
All this happened on her birthday, because of me. I never felt so terrible then I did now. Just one big slice of loser meat on toast. So much for being a good pony.
That night, I knew I needed to stop playing Operation R.A.F.E. No more breaking the rules on purpose, no more zoom for sale, and no more fighting with Carl. If I couldn't be good, I could at least try to be normal.
Leo: You're going to regret this. Jules doesn't want you to be normal. She wants you to be yourself. Doesn't she tell you that all the time?
Rafe: Yeah, but myself made her cry tonight. I just need to lay low for three days. Probably more.
Leo: Yeah. And then what? You win the lottery? Your mom turns into a famous artist? Georgia gets a personality transplant? Carl gets amnesia, and never comes home? Screw it, dude. You're living in a fantasy world.
Rafe: Look who's talking.
Leo: And that's another thing. What am I supposed to do while you're off being Mr. Normal?
Rafe: I don't know. What do imaginary ponies do in their spare time?
Leo: *Yawning*
Rafe: It's not like I'm going anywhere. You can still talk to me, we just won't be playing the game.
Leo: We're only getting started here. You can't quit now.
Rafe: I'm not quitting. I'm just taking a break.
Leo: For how long?
Rafe: I don't know. We just have to wait, and see. Ok? Leo?
He just ignored me. Leo the silent, was giving me the silent treatment.
Song: link
Next day, I paid extra attention to what the good ponies were doing in class, and I tried to do the same stuff.
Ms. Donatello: Who would like to hand out the assignment sheets?
Rafe: *raises hoof*
Allison: *Raising hoof*
Ms. Donatello: I'll let Rafe do it today.
Allison: What? That's not fair!!
Ms. Donatello: Allison, you've done it a lot. In fact, you've done it too many times. It's time to give Rafe a chance.
Rafe: *Goes to desk*
Ms. Donatello: Are you trying to butter me up before your next detention? Because it's working. Thank you Rafe.
Rafe: You're welcome. *takes assignment sheets*
Jeanne: *Smiles*
Rafe: *Gives assignment sheet to Jeanne*
I wasn't expecting a smile from Jeanne. After the whole underwear episode in Halloween, I was trying to avoid her. Maybe she smiled at me, because I was being normal for a change.
After handing out the sheets, we all worked on them. It was just about Abstract Nouns. We had to be in groups, and Jeanne wasn't in my group. I still did my best, and with the ponies I was working with, we did very good.
Ms. Donatello: *arrives* Very creative. Very organic.
Rafe: Are you saying it's disgusting yogurt?
Ms. Donatello: *Laughs* No. I think you're all doing very good. Keep it up.
That wasn't the only thing I was keeping up. If being normal was all I had to do to keep my mom happy, I figured it would be worth it.
Ok, stop the song.
At the end of the day, I had half of my stuff in my saddlebags, and the rest I was carrying in my hoof. Then, this happened.
Miller: *sticks out leg*
Rafe: *notices leg*
Miller: *pushes Rafe*
Rafe: *Trips* Ah! *drops books*
Miller: Careful. You might trip, and fall.
Rafe: Yeah. You're a genius Starswirl the bearded.
Miller: Right. You ready for the meeting?
Rafe: What meeting?
Miller: My fist, your face. Once, and for all scumbag.
Rafe: Miller, for the last time. I am not trying to prove anything. Leave me alone.
Miller: *sees book* What's this? *takes book*
Rafe: (That's my Operation R.A.F.E book!) It's nothing. Give it back.
Miller: *reading* Operation R.A.F.E? What are you? Six years old?
Rafe: I told you, it's nothing!
Miller: If it's nothing, then why do you look like you're going to wet your pants? Hmm... *reading stuff*
Rafe: (I cannot believe this is happening.)
Miller: *rips off cover* Here you go. That's free, the rest is a dollar.
Rafe: Fine. *gives Miller a dollar*
Miller: *rips out another page* What? You thought it was a dollar for the whole thing? What do you think I am, some kind of an idiot?
Rafe: Come on Miller.
Miller: *in squeaky voice* Come on Miller.
Rafe: I don't have the money for that.
Miller: *puts book in saddlebag* You can take your time. A dollar a page, Khatchadorian. Unless the price goes up, which it might.
After Miller stole my Operation R.A.F.E book, I talked to Leo at my house.
Leo: What's up?
Rafe: Miller stole my notebook, and I need to make more money to get it back from him. *goes to garage*
Leo: Well, if he stole your book, that means you lost your second life.
Rafe: I don't care. I just need to get that book back from him.
Leo: Then what are we waiting for?
I got to the garage, and was taking some cans of Zoom
Rafe: *putting cans in backpack*
Georgia: *Arrives*
Oh no. Just when things couldn't get worse.
Georgia: What are you doing? You're not supposed to be out here. Are you taking that? Why are you taking that?
Rafe: Close the door!
Georgia: *Closes door* You could get in a lot of trouble.
Rafe: Not if nopony else finds out. Understand?
Georgia: Why do you need so much.
Rafe: Why are you on Carl's side?
Georgia: I'm not!
Rafe: Listen. Every time I take some of this, I'll give one to you. We'll drink it when none of our parents are around.
Georgia: You've done this before, haven't you?
Rafe: Do you want it or not?
Georgia: What if we get caught?
Rafe: We won't. Not if we keep our mouths shut, and don't say anything.
Georgia: Okay.
Rafe: EVER
Georgia: Okaaaay.
Rafe: For Mom's sake. Swear?
Georgia: I swear, I swear! Triple swear.
With all that swearing, I still thought Georgia was going to spill the beans. I was just going to have to take my chances.
One of the worst parts of the school year is between Halloween, and Thanksgiving. Christmas Break is so far away, and the end of the year is nowhere in sight. When you leave in the morning, it's dark. When you get home, it's practically dark. Dark, dark, dark. That's how my life felt right now.
When I had my detentions with Donatello
Rafe: *Enters room* Oh. Just you, and me again.
Ms. Donatello: Yes. I just wanted to talk, that's all.
Rafe: (I'm dead.)
When I started selling Zoom again
Ponies: *look like zombies* zoooooooooom
Zombie: BRAAAAAINS- no wait, I mean.. zooooooooom!
When I wanted to get my book back from Milller
During lunch
Miller: *Goes to Rafe* How many pages do you want today?
Rafe: Three.
Miller: You better have the money with you.
Two hours later
Rafe: *Gives Miller money*
Miller: Seems in order. Here *gives Rafe three pages*
I was still trying not to get into any trouble, but it just made Leo unhappy. I felt very bad about myself too. As far as everypony else seemed to notice, I turned over a new leaf.
On Monday, before Thanksgiving
Jeanne: *Goes to Rafe* Don't think I haven't noticed.
Rafe: Noticed what?
Jeanne: You've been playing by the rules.
Rafe: I'm on a break. I'm just being normal for a while.
Jeanne: Yeah. That's what I noticed. So let me ask you something. What are you going to do on Wednesday?
Rafe: Nothing.
Jeanne: That was quick. Are you sure?
Rafe: Yep.
Jeanne: Well, good. Student Council is doing a fund raiser at the Duper Market. We're sponsoring a family that can't afford their own thanksgiving. There's going to be pie, cookies, and a food drive too. We could really use some extra help.
Rafe: Oh. Well um, yeah. Ok. Sounds like a good cause.
Jeanne: Great! Three thirty on Wednesday. And if your parents can make something for the bake sale, that would be awesome.
Rafe: Sure. I'll get my mom to make a pie.
Jeanne: Thanks Rafe. I really appreciate it. *leans closer to Rafe* I like you like this. And don't worry, your secret is safe with me. *kisses Rafe*
Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh, she kissed me! I'll never forget that!
Just when Jeanne was walking away, Mrs. Stricker arrived.
Mrs. Stricker: Jeanne! Get over here!
Jeanne: *goes to Mrs. Stricker*
Mrs. Stricker: You're not allowed to kiss other students on school grounds.
Jeanne: Really?
Rafe: That's dumb.
Mrs. Stricker: You two in my office, now.
In Mrs. Stricker's office
Mrs. Stricker: What in the world were you thinking when you kissed him?
Jeanne: I was happy for him. He offered to do something very nice, and-
Mrs. Stricker: No, unacceptable. No matter what, you cannot kiss other ponies in this school.
Rafe: That's so unfair!
Mrs. Stricker: Watch your tone, Mr. Khatchadorian. You could easily wind up in detention with Ms. Galleta.
Rafe: Hold up. You're giving her a detention, and not me.
Ms. Stricker: *Sighs* Rafe, I don't think for a moment that you're blameless in all of this. You were not the one kissing another student, Jeanne was. My hooves are tied.
Then, the 5th period bell rang. After the conversation, Mrs. Stricker took us out in the hall, and watched us as we walked away.
Rafe: I'm really sorry about what happened.
Jeanne: It's not your fault.
Rafe: I feel like it is. You weren't supposed to get in trouble.
I broke my own no hurt rule. I didn't need Leo to tell me what this meant. I lost my last life in Operation R.A.F.E. The game was over.
Back at home
Leo: Rafe? What's the matter?
Rafe: I lost the game.
Leo: What are you talking about?
Rafe: I lost the Operation R.A.F.E game.
Leo: What do you mean?
Rafe: I lost my third life by breaking the no hurt rule.
Leo: Oh. Is that all?
Rafe: Yeah. A pretty epic fail, huh?
Leo: Screw that?
Rafe: What?
Leo: You've got a mural to draw, and besides, normal is boring.
Rafe: You're right. Let's draw.
The next morning, I left a note for Mom saying that I had to go to school extra early to work on a project, which was basically true.
Leo: You're not going to regret this. The way I see it, the whole point of Operation R.A.F.E is to break rules.
Rafe: Alright. *looks at wall* Before, I just saw a brick wall. Now, I see a giant canvas. *Grabs marker*
Leo: *Grabs flashlight*
Rafe: *grabs sketches*
Leo: You don't need those anymore. Just get drawing.
Rafe: *Draws on wall*
It was slow moving at first, but eventually, everything started moving pretty quickly.
Leo: That's it, keep up the good work.
Rafe: *Drawing sword*
Leo: Make that bigger.
Rafe: *makes sword bigger*
Leo: Draw some more on the left.
Rafe: *Draws more stuff on the left*
Leo: Try drawing Miller.
Rafe: *drawing Miller*
Leo: A little bigger.
Rafe: *makes drawing a little bigger*
Leo: Not bad.
The whole thing started to get so big that I felt like I was inside the drawing.
I lost track of time too. By the time I finished, the sun was up, and my arm was very tired. No matter, I wasn't going to let that stop me.
Police: *Arrive*
Rafe: *Finishes*
Leo: Uh, Rafe?
Police: *Step out of car* Holy smokes. Did you really draw all of that?
Rafe: Yeah?
Police: Get in.
Rafe: *Gets in car*
Leo: *gets in car*
Have you noticed something? Just me, and Leo in the police car? Well, way back at the beginning of this fanfic, I was in there with Leo, and Georgia. We're going to continue from there now.
Hours before that, the cops brought me back to my house. Now, what do you suppose Carl did when the police brought me back home?
1. He bribed the cops to go away, and forget everything.
2. He took me out for a delicious breakfast.
3. He went ballistic, and started chasing me around the house.
Answer: Let's just say it's a good thing I'm quick on my hooves.
I was in my room after what happened.
Leo: You've got to focus on the positives. That was a major masterpiece you just pulled off. Nopony will forget that.
Rafe: Yeah, except Mr. Dwight, and Mrs. Stricker. They'll probably kick me out of the school.
Mom: *arrives* I went to the school, and I told Mr. Dwight you'll paint over that mural this weekend. It's a shame really. Anywhere else, and I would've been impressed.
Rafe: Are they going to kick me out?
Mom: I don't know. We have a conference at school first thing tomorrow morning. Until then, you're staying right here.
Rafe: Mom, I'm sorry.
Mom: I know you are Rafe.
That afternoon, the only pony I saw was Georgia.
Georgia: *Enters room*
Rafe: Georgia?
Georgia: *Gives Rafe pudding cup* What?
Rafe: I want to be alone right now. Ok?
Georgia: Ok. *walks out of room, and closes door*
For the rest of the day it was quiet. Nothing happened until after dark.
Carl: *watching TV*
Mom: *Cooking onions*
??: *Rings doorbell*
Mom: I've got it *goes to door* That's weird. Nopony is here. *looks at package* What is this?
Carl: *Grunts as he walks to mom* What've you got there?
Mom: I'm not sure.
Carl: Not sure? Just look at this stuff! I'm telling you that kid's nothing but a little hoodlum.
Mom: Don't talk like that about him, and lower your voice.
Carl: Are you kidding me? Listen, if you're not going to do something about this, I will. In fact, I'm going to get him right now.
Mom: No you're not. Not like this.
Carl: Get outside, now! *opens door*
Rafe: *slowly walks out of room*
Mom: *Steps outside*
Carl: *slams door* Rafe is always getting into trouble, and you won't do anything about it!
Mom: He's just having a hard time.
Carl: Yeah, a hard time behaving.
Mom: Carl, please calm down.
Carl: DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!
Mom: Carl! You don't have to be like this.
Carl: SHUT UP JULES! JUST SHUT UP! *pushes mom off porch*
Rafe: *stunned*
Georgia: Rafe? What happened?
Rafe: Georgia, call 911, now.
Georgia: But-
Rafe: NOW! *goes outside*
Carl: *tries to help mom up*
Mom: *crying* Just get away from me!
Carl: Jules, I'm sorry. It was an accident. It was just an accident.
Mom: I know that, and I don't care. Just back off.
Rafe: *sees package* (It all makes sense now.)
Carl: Listen Jules, I didn't mean to hurt you. I can change.
Rafe: *Pushes Carl* Just get out of here!
Carl: *stunned*
I have never seen him like this. He just stared like that for a while, and ran away. Thankfully, mom wasn't hurt. She just got the both of us into the house. Meanwhile with Carl
Carl: *running down street*
Cops: *arrive* Freeze!
Carl: *lays on ground*
Cops: *Arrest Carl*
Mom: *gets pot of onions off stove*
Police: *knocking on door*
Mom: *Opens door* Hello?
Police: Ms. Khatchadorian?
Mom: Yeah.
Police: We arrested the stallion that attacked you, and we're hear to collect his things.
Mom: Ok, come in.
Georgia: What's happening? Why are the police hear? Are you in trouble?
Mom: No. They're hear to take Carl's things away. That's all.
Half an hour later
Police: Thank you. *leaves*
Mom: *Closes door*
Rafe: *comes down stairs* So Carl is gone for good, huh?
Mom: Yep.
Rafe: Yes!
Georgia: Yay.
Mom: As for you Rafe. There's still a lot we have to deal with.
Rafe: I know mom, and I'm really sorry. What happened tonight, was all my fault. I just... I, um-
Mom: This was not your fault, not even close.
Rafe: I'll bet you wish you could have a normal kid sometimes.
Georgia: I'm normal!
Mom: That's not how I think about it. It's true you've made some bad choices, but I made bad choices too, haven't I? In any case, we'll worry about this tomorrow morning. And I think normal is a little boring. Don't you?
Rafe: That's what Leo says.
Mom: Where do you think he got it?
Rafe: I don't know *looks across room*
Leo: *smiles*
Next morning when I returned to the school, everyone, and I mean everyone was staring at me.
Colt 24: Hey, that's Rafe.
Mare 3: He drew that mural on the school wall.
Colt 25: *Takes picture of Rafe*
Miller: Hey, Khatchadorian! You got my package?
Rafe: You. You were the one that sent all those pages from my book.
Miller: Yeah, so?
Rafe: That made my step dad angry. He hurt my mom. That made my sister cry, and now.. I'M ANGRY!! *punches Miller*
Miller: Oof *walks into wall* You're done for Rafe! *kicks Rafe*
Rafe: *hits Miller's eye*
Mr. Dwight: HEY!! Stop this at once!
Rafe: Get outta here! *pushes Mr. Dwight*
Mrs. Stricker: *grabs Miller*
Miller: Let go of me!
Mom: *grabs Rafe*
Rafe: Miller! I HOPE YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON!!
Miller: *holding onto eye* This ain't over!!
Well, after my fight with Miller I was sent to the principal's office. Mr. Dwight, and Mrs. Stricker was in the office with me, and my mom.
Mr. Dwight: Well, if it wasn't settled already, it is now. Rafe, you're being expelled from Hills Village Middle School-
Rafe: YES!! Thank you so much!! You have no idea how pathetic this school is!
Mrs. Stricker: You're only expelled for the rest of the year.
Mr. Dwight: Rafe can continue his assignments, and work on them at home. And of course, you can reenroll him in sixth grade in the fall.
Rafe: No.
Mom: Rafe, we don't have any other choice.
Then Mr. Dwight's phone buzzed
Mr. Dwight: Yes?.... Tell her we're in a parent meeting.
Ms. Donatello: *Arrives* I'll make it quick. I understand this is a private conference, but I'd like to offer one suggestion on Rafe's behalf.
Mom: Please do.
Ms. Donatello: I was going to bring this up later in the quarter, but now seems to be the time. *puts brochure on desk*
Rafe: *Reading brochure* Airbrook?
Ms. Donatello: This could be a perfect enviornment for Rafe. You'd have to take a longer bus ride, but I think you'll like it there.
Mrs. Stricker: Excuse me. Rafe is being expelled. Are you saying he should be rewarded for his behavior?
Ms. Donatello: Not at all. I'm saying he has talent. I've seen a lot of drawings from him, and they're amazing.
Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I draw a lot.
Mom: I wasn't sure If I should bring this up or not, but I think now is the right time. *shows Operation R.A.F.E book*
Mrs. Stricker: Well, this explains a lot.
Mom: Actually, that's not the point. These drawing could be used in Rafe's portfolio?
Rafe: A portfolio?
Ms. Donatello: A collection of your artwork.
Mr. Dwight: Mrs. Khatchadorian, you've obviously welcome to enroll Rafe anywhere you'd like, but you must understand the gravity of his actions here.
Mom: I do, but I have to agree with him. This place is a terrible school.
Rafe: Mom?
Mom: It's ok Rafe.
Mr. Dwight: *Slams desk* Get out, both of you! Rafe Khatchadorian is not allowed near this school at all forever!
And that was that. I didn't have to go to Hills Village at all anymore. I was going to be enrolled to Airbrooks, and Carl moved out for good. He even forgot his secret stash of Zoom. Could my life get any better?
The End
