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Ok, I'm in the sets crew for the school. All I do is paint a few things and change the sets between scenes, pretty easy stuff. I get alot of free time at practices because the sets folks don't have to much to do when the actors spend like an hour practicing one scene. Which is pretty sweet since most of my friends (and my girlfriend :3) are either in the play or on sets.\
Now, theres this kid whos gonna play the piano during the performance. His name is Joesph, and hes an ass. Everyone in the production pretty much hates because he stole the money everyone threw in for pizza out of the choir room. (This was before I had joined, if he would have stolen my three dollars there would have already been some sort of conflict.) I have my own qualms with him, because he was trying to talk to my girlfriend (Not regular everyday "the weathers lovely" conversation, but hitting on her and asking if she had a boyfriend).
He borrowed this kid Bobby's PSP so he could listen to the tracks he has on there. Now, Bobby is one of those meek nerdy kids that get picked on and messed with alot. So of course when he went and asked Joesph for his PSP (Which he did like three or four times), he would always retort with a "No, I'm not done with it!" or "Let me listen to a few more songs!" Now, I was fairly sure what this guy was planning to do. Since hes known for past occurences, I suspect he was gonna try to keep it the whole time and just leave with it.
Bobby came up to us and started talking about it, at this point Joesph had it for a few hours. "Do you want it back Bobby? 'Cause we can go get it back, one way or another." Being the badass that I try to be, I offer to help Bobby. We mosey on down there, along with the girl Carolyn (shes a big girl so we were hoping she could intemidate him too xD). We calmly asked him to return Bobby's PSP, but we're given the same "I'm not done yet!" Once again, we calmly ask, trying to be as peaceful and polite as possible. "I TOLD YA'LL, I AIN'T DONE WITH IT!" So, I try to snatch it from his hand, but being meet with resistance I let go to avoid damaging the PSP. Hoping to scare the PSP away from him, "Joesph, stop being a fu-cking doushebag and give Bobby back his fu-cking PSP!" Doesn't work, he stands up and trys to intemidate me. Now, I'm a good sized boy. 'Bout 6'1, 6'2 240-250 pounds. He couldn't been more than 5'7, plus he was a bit more out of shape than me with 'bout 7 or 8 rolls to my 2-3. He realizes that I'm a bit taller than he is when he has to look up to look me in the eyes.
This lady (whom I suppose was his mother, 'cause they both looked the same) finally decides to step in, but tries to get in my face. Luckily Mrs. Breckenridge, who is the one in charge of the play (and also happens to be Bobby's mother, so I knew she was gonna be on my side when she knew what was going on) asks what was going on and I told her that he wouldn't give her precious son (didn't use that word x3) Bobby his PSP back. So she equips her lvl.42 Angri Faic and stares down Joesph (who was frozen in fear, due to the petrification ailment augmented to the Faic), and snatches the PSP back and returns it to Bobby. Bobby thanked me, and I am now FattPandaa, defender of Scrubs. (Not the show, its an ebonic term used for someone who generally fails. I picked it up from my black cousin :x)
TL;DR VERSION
I HELPED A WEAK NERDY KID GET HIS PSP BACK FROM A BULLY, AND I AM NOW FATTPANDAA, DEFENDER OF SCRUBS.
