Spontaneous Combustion

Boredom must have plagued us all after our Science course. It all started when F revealed a confiscated pen which sent a weak electric pulse to the unsuspecting user, evoking astonished cries. Gleefully, he pounced on each oncoming victim and reeled in felicity if the pen garnered yelps. Attempting to escape his clutches proved to be futile for he soon pinned my hand down and administered the "hand massage". Soon, a crowd of seven had gathered in the staff room. Next in line was L who glared at F. F took to his heels as L chased him up the spiral staircase, out of the staff room, down the adjacent staircase and back into the staff room, where the cycle repeated itself till L tired himself out. F took refuge at the spiral staircase, pleading aloud for mercy. Vengeance was sweet as L eventually masked F's entire desk in toilet paper. Surrounding colleagues had a good chuckle. After all, it was a rare effulgence of credulity. Even Number One was not spared and he was a good sport about it. Now, what would the parent at the entrance think of us? Nobody seemed to care at that moment. A commented that F should start confiscating more items from pupils......Gee!