"Wait, wait, wait, wait" Reiniger said, clasping the principals shoulder with his hand. "I- I didn't quite hear that last bit. I thought I heard you say I'm fired, but- but that's impossible, herr, herr" Involuntarily Reiniger's free hand flipped on the switch on the autoplunger, which started making pumping rubbery sounds. "Good ol' Reiniger is part of this school. No-one but me could make this place work. You have no idea what I've done, what I've accomplished. And the kids, the littluns love me. Their parents, they're just jealous" Reiniger's hand gripped the shoulder so tight he almost hurt the principal. "I'm part of the school, but more importantly, herr, herr, the school's part of me. You can't take that away from me! Rip my heart out, but don't take the school! I live here. I own this place! You're nothing without me! Nothing, you hear!" Reiniger's finger pushed the dial on the autoplunger to the next setting, unsafe. Of course, since the autoplunger had four settings, only one of which marked as "safe", that wasn't very impressive. The thing started purring loudly, and the smell of gasoline lingered in the air. Reiniger has syphoned the gasoline out of the principal's car to power his plunger. It was sort of ironic, really, considering what was about to happen. Considering that, if the principal got the chance, he'd flee to his car, only to discover it had an empty tank. Reiniger had dumped the rest in a jerrycan in the janitor's closet for later use. "Herr, herr, herr. You were never a good principal. A number cruncher, that's what you are. You don't care. You don't care I care. No-one can take those kids away from me, especially not you" Reiniger's finger flipped the dial to dangerous. "Herr, herr, harr, ha, harr, harr, harr" Reiniger was done talking. He didn't really have anything left to say. It didn't matter what he said to this individual. All he could do was laugh, in a strange sort of cackle, scarier even than his regular throaty laugh. He flipped the switch to hit the decks, at which point the plunger started emitting loud clanking sounds and thick black smoke. He slammed the plunger into the principals face just in time for the explosion. The plunger was propelled out of the rest of the machine, with the principals face still stuck to it, hurtling him into a row of lockers and knocking him out. He quickly switched back the remains of the machine to safe and grinned. "Looks like I've got a large stain to clean up, herr, herr" He'd calmed down somewhat now and the mad laughter had gone. He'd been on the brink. His thoughts had been drifting to the monstrosity in the boiler room. But now he was okay. Now everything was okay. Reiniger grabbed the unconscious principal by the arm and dragged him through the hallway, down to the cellar, where he tied him tightly to a chair with some chains and padlocks. Then he added the principals keys to his keyring. His carkey, the key to his office, and even the key to his house. Reiniger sat down, the rats chittering in the background, and said "Oh, what, oh what shall I do with you? Herr, herr"
_________________ From my heart and from my hand Why don't people understand My intentions
Not what teacher said to do Makin' dreams come true Living tissue, warm flesh
Oooh, weird science!!
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