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fry_sandhu"You what?"
Ben and Jamal stare incredulously at Fry, as he presents them with the three page document.
"I challenge you two to a duel. If you lose, you have to confess that you set me up over the graffiti, and you have to leave me and my friends alone for the rest of the term."
"And what would we get if we win?" Ben asks.
"I'll give you my nice felt tips." Fry says. "Since I already owned up about shredding your picture in retaliation, because I'm not a coward."
Jamal starts reading the first page.
"Don't agree yet, Ben." he says. "He's got skills."
"That's why it's two on one." Fry says. "If you step out of the ring or are down for a count of five, you lose."
"Fry, are you sure about this?" Noah says anxiously. "You know about the ban... those year six kids got three days detention after that lamp got broken."
"I think it's a disgrace that Ben and Jamal didn't own up already." Tommy puts in. "I'll cover for you, Fry."
"And I'll count to five when someone goes down." Teddy says.
"Okay, you're on." Ben says, suddenly. "You're going down, Fry!"
***
In the end, they gather behind the bike shed at three. Kasha draws a ring on the ground in chalk.
Tommy carries a small table out of the back door, and sets it in the middle of the ring. Fry stands on one side, Jamal on the other. Jamal, who is smaller than Fry, looks a bit nervous.
"I want a good, clean fight." Tommy says. "Raise your fists! After three!"
Fry puts his right arm on the table. Jamal does the same. They lock fists. As Tommy counts three, they arm wrestle. Fry pretends to struggle before defeating Jamal, holding him down for a count of five. Ben, who is bigger than him, grins nastily across the table.
"Was the reason you and Jamal set me up with the graffiti because of the picture, or because you hate me?" Fry asks.
"Both." Ben says. "And after I get your felt tips, I'm going to colour over the black with the yellow."
"Three, two, one, fight!" Tommy says.
Arm-wrestling Ben is harder work than Jamal. However, as the pre-arranger of the duel, Fry has had the chance to memorise and practice the Wikihow entry on how to win at arm wrestling with Brooke last night. Soon enough, he has Ben pinned to the table, and there is a cheer from the watching children.
"WHAT IS THIS?!" Miss Havisham appears out of the back door, putting her hands on her hips.
"Ben and Jamal have a confession to make." Fry says.
"Don't know what he's talking about." Ben says.
"Tommy?" Fry looks around. Tommy gets his phone out, and turns up the volume to max.
'"Was the reason you and Jamal set me up with the graffiti because of the picture, or because you hate me?"
"Both."'
***
"I've had a note today informing me that you were planning a duel, Fry." Dad says, in the car on the way home. "I'm glad you weren't actually going to beat them up."
"I wasn't ever planning to fight them." Fry says. "Even if I had, I could have got them out of the ring without hurting them easy. I just needed them to think I was going to try and beat them physically rather than outsmart them. But Autor and Wilford pointed out that they could snitch on me before the fight, so I changed the plan."
"Or I could have talked to your teacher for you." Dad says.
"It was my word against theirs." Fry says.
"Do you know what would have happened if you'd fought them?" Dad asks. "Or even threatened them? You would have been suspended. They might have been too, but it would have been a much, much worse mark on your record than the graffiti."
"Yes, that's why I didn't do it." Fry says. "I'm not stupid, you know."
"No more duelling." Dad says firmly.
Ben and Jamal stare incredulously at Fry, as he presents them with the three page document.
"I challenge you two to a duel. If you lose, you have to confess that you set me up over the graffiti, and you have to leave me and my friends alone for the rest of the term."
"And what would we get if we win?" Ben asks.
"I'll give you my nice felt tips." Fry says. "Since I already owned up about shredding your picture in retaliation, because I'm not a coward."
Jamal starts reading the first page.
"Don't agree yet, Ben." he says. "He's got skills."
"That's why it's two on one." Fry says. "If you step out of the ring or are down for a count of five, you lose."
"Fry, are you sure about this?" Noah says anxiously. "You know about the ban... those year six kids got three days detention after that lamp got broken."
"I think it's a disgrace that Ben and Jamal didn't own up already." Tommy puts in. "I'll cover for you, Fry."
"And I'll count to five when someone goes down." Teddy says.
"Okay, you're on." Ben says, suddenly. "You're going down, Fry!"
***
In the end, they gather behind the bike shed at three. Kasha draws a ring on the ground in chalk.
Tommy carries a small table out of the back door, and sets it in the middle of the ring. Fry stands on one side, Jamal on the other. Jamal, who is smaller than Fry, looks a bit nervous.
"I want a good, clean fight." Tommy says. "Raise your fists! After three!"
Fry puts his right arm on the table. Jamal does the same. They lock fists. As Tommy counts three, they arm wrestle. Fry pretends to struggle before defeating Jamal, holding him down for a count of five. Ben, who is bigger than him, grins nastily across the table.
"Was the reason you and Jamal set me up with the graffiti because of the picture, or because you hate me?" Fry asks.
"Both." Ben says. "And after I get your felt tips, I'm going to colour over the black with the yellow."
"Three, two, one, fight!" Tommy says.
Arm-wrestling Ben is harder work than Jamal. However, as the pre-arranger of the duel, Fry has had the chance to memorise and practice the Wikihow entry on how to win at arm wrestling with Brooke last night. Soon enough, he has Ben pinned to the table, and there is a cheer from the watching children.
"WHAT IS THIS?!" Miss Havisham appears out of the back door, putting her hands on her hips.
"Ben and Jamal have a confession to make." Fry says.
"Don't know what he's talking about." Ben says.
"Tommy?" Fry looks around. Tommy gets his phone out, and turns up the volume to max.
'"Was the reason you and Jamal set me up with the graffiti because of the picture, or because you hate me?"
"Both."'
***
"I've had a note today informing me that you were planning a duel, Fry." Dad says, in the car on the way home. "I'm glad you weren't actually going to beat them up."
"I wasn't ever planning to fight them." Fry says. "Even if I had, I could have got them out of the ring without hurting them easy. I just needed them to think I was going to try and beat them physically rather than outsmart them. But Autor and Wilford pointed out that they could snitch on me before the fight, so I changed the plan."
"Or I could have talked to your teacher for you." Dad says.
"It was my word against theirs." Fry says.
"Do you know what would have happened if you'd fought them?" Dad asks. "Or even threatened them? You would have been suspended. They might have been too, but it would have been a much, much worse mark on your record than the graffiti."
"Yes, that's why I didn't do it." Fry says. "I'm not stupid, you know."
"No more duelling." Dad says firmly.
