Charles visibly cringed as the girls talked about wearing costumes to the Halloween Extravaganza. [i]What a bunch of weirdos. Jesus Christ. Who wears a damn costume to converge with an imaginary ghost? What kind of half-wit idea is that? Then again, I could try and prank these losers.[/i] Charles's mind flashed with hundreds of different ideas? [i]Pretend to be possessed? No, too low-effort. Bring in a mannequin, make it look like me and have it look like it's been killed? No, that's too high effort. Dammit, I really want to scare the living shit out of these rejects.[/i] Charles contemplated lots of different ideas, but only came to the conclusion that he would have a good long thing about the prank when he finally got back home. This meeting had seemed like it took ages. So much had happened in so little time. 

Misuko unzipped a bag at the back of the classroom and got out a tray of delectable-looking brownies. [i]At least one good thing will come from this crappy club[/i] Charles thought with a grin. He got up and began to walk towards the tray. Everyone else looked quite reluctant to take one, but Charles didn't know why. Embarrassment over an eating disorder? Allergic to something in the brownies? [i]Well, more for me[/i]. He got to the back of the classroom and checked out the brownies, selectively deciding which one to take. He eventually decided on the biggest one and the second biggest one after about five seconds of contemplation. He crammed them into his mouth, and swallowed them down. They tasted great! He remembered when he was in England, his mother used to make brownies. Now she was just too busy most of the time.

"So, Mitsuko, can I have one of those permission slips, and can I leave after I've taken it?" Asked Charles, trying to sound as bored as possible. But he was actually feeling pretty excited about the whole thing, but not for the ghost part. He wanted to see everyone else making fools of themselves, and he was planning a prank. All was good in Charles's eyes.