[Crocker's Classroom Spy Camera Video]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Older Denzel is in his classroom, at the chalkboard. The board has the words, “Today’s Lesson: Biology” being written on, as well as some stick figure of fairies on the side. With ‘fairies are real’. Above the chalkboard is an American flag and on the America flag, a phoenix is perching. The face on the clock reads, 7: 45, and the sound of the

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[sandinmyboots]

[A purple angelka, a young green-jacketed youngca and a clown-faced Kefka are all watching this.]

You alright, Denzel?

[crackpotcrocker]

Older: Yes, I'll live.

Younger: Like who are talking too, man?

Older: Mind your business, Crocker. I mean me. I mean child.

Younger: What man? I'm totally not you.

Older: What makes you say that, mmm?

Younger: For like one, man. Totally not a sourpuss. You know.

Older: Well, I always thought magic and fairies where real.
I see that 'blogsite' is at it's finest, Kefka. But then I expected something right around now. Just never sure what. FAIRIES!

[sandinmyboots]

...It's probably a good thing my other two are busy right now. How are you two doing? Younger me is a lot more annoying than younger you.

[crackpotcrocker]

I wouldn't say he's 'annoying' as much as he is confusing.

[Lit Crocker] Like everything is going rather far out, you know. Expect for being told like going to be this chump when I get older. No way that's going to happen, man.

[Older Crocker] Busy doing 'what'?

[sandinmyboots]

Trying to kill each other. Younger me isn't happy about what he's going to become, and older me is just homicidal. So!

Kid, you could try changing it, but that'll take time!

[crackpotcrocker]

Lit Crocker: [Outraged] Man, that's totally not the answer! Peace and love is! [Takes off his shirt and now is half naked]

Older Crocker: If that is me, that wouldn't be wise... Because then in
'theory' I'd crease to exist.

Prehaps, you may want to be careful with yourselves.

Put your shirt back on! [Chashing after Lit Denzel and finally catches him by his bell bottom pants holding Lit Crocker there and feels an invisible pull on his own back of pants. His eyes go wide at the kid before setting the kid down, then yanking him back up.] But how?!

[Finally forces the kid back into his shirt] Stay still! [wiggle wiggle. As Litt Crocker is being forcefully dressed the little one states] Down with the Man, man! Fight the power!

There!

That was over twenty years ago. Now, don't 'peace out' on me again.