Tangled in the Fine Print (Krupp × Fem! Reader)

You find yourself making the final preparations for the first day of school, hanging the rest of the science posters you have, making sure everything will be perfect.

Once 8:00 rolls around, you see kids filing into the school. As you stand outside your room, you have a big smile on your face. You notice that... barley, any kid cares you there. Barley, any even noticed you were new.

Confused, you start to notice their expressions. They all loom sad and depressed, like they hated it here. Your gut turns as more and more kids walk past slumped over, some even hiding in their lockers.

As you start to retreat to your classroom, you hear loud music bear the doors of the school. As you peak your head past the door frame, two boys slam the doors open, boomboxes in hand as they walk into the school.

They both look like they just came back from the best vacation ever as other kids notice them. The kids begin to lighten up as they walk through the halls. You chuckle as they pass you, yet all the fun ends when Mr.Krupp tunrs the corner.

"George Beard and Harold Hutchins. IN MY OFFICE!" Mr.Krupps shouting tone rattles through the halls as the boys exchange looks. They laugh as they open a supply closet nearby.

As they do, hundreds of balls fall out of the closet, basically creating a river! Mr.Krupp gets swept away by the balls and the boys high five as the bell rings.

~~~

(Later)

It's your third period class, and you are taking attendance. You announce name after name. As you do, kids respond with "Here's" or just random mumbles. Once you get down to the last two, you read the names off,

"George Beard? Harold Hutchins?"

You get no response for a good 5 seconds when you lower your pen near the paper, starting to mark them absent. When all of a sudden, the two boys bust through the door, and as they do, a giant bucket full of water ballons fall on you, getting you completely wet.

"The party has just arrived," Harold says, crossing his arms and getting a down- low five from George.

You smile and attempt to sake off water from your clothes.

"Nice prank, but please, take a rest, boys."

As you don't get upset, they're both a bit surprised. They shrug to each other as they go sit down. As you're still drenched, you hastily grab a towel from your desk, yet when you open your desk, a bunch of confetti shoots straight into your face.

The class begins to laugh and snicker as George and Harold fist bump, slightly annoyed you exhale.

"Funny, anymore?"

As everyone gets quiet, you place your hands on your hip.

"Now, who can be responsible out of this class?"

As soon as those words escape your mouth, one kid in the front of the class raises his hand, practically jumping out of his seat.

"Me! Melvin, and I'm quite responsible. The kid announced

"Good. Now I'll be back, can you watch the class?"

As you say that, the class groans. Melvin nods as you trust this kid. Smart, maybe not, yet he seemed to be a teachers pet. As you leave, you hastily go to the teachers' lounge.

Once you're in the lounge, you begin to dry yourself off with the paper towels near the sink. As you're drying off, you hear the door open to the lounge. You turn and see Mr.Krupp, and he raises a brow as he sees you drying off with paper towels.

"George and Harold?"

You were slightly shocked, as he guessed.

"Yes, how'd you -"

"Those two have been menaces since coming here. Get used to it." Krupp said like it was usually for them to act like this. "Get used to it." The words repeat in your head. Maybe they'll have to get used to you.

~~~

It's been a week since working at the elementary school, and the pranks don't settle one bit, eachone getting. Better and better, you have to admit some of them were very funny. Once time, they some gow lit and actual tiger in the teachers lounge!

As these boys roamed ranking gods, you had some tricks of your own. As your third period class begins and the kids file in, you wait for George and Harold to walk in. Once they do, you yank a rope from behind the projector, and a bucket of glue falls on the boys, then a bucket of feathers. They both look at you shocked.

"How's that foe a prank?"

You say confidently as they spit out feathers.

"Amature, how about this?" George then pulls out a remote from his pocket. As he does, he pressed the red button on top of it. Once he does an abundance of pies launch at your face, then a bright flash blinds you.

Kids laugh as you wipe away the cream filling from the pies. As your vision is restored, you notice a picture being projected on the board. The picture was from just now as it shows you making a stupid expression as the pies hit you.

You couldn't help but laugh at the picture. You had to admit it was quite funny.

"Good one, boys."

~~~

For the next few months, a prank war had formed, making your class one of the best, according to the students. They all enjoyed watching George, Harold, and you all prank each other back and forth, uet not just the pranks were fun, so we're the lessons. Kids actually enjoyed learning in your class and all their tests showing they're actually learning, too.

As you know, near December, that means the science trip to the space and dinosaur museum is nearing, and all the 4th graders definitely proved themselves that they deserved it with their grades.

There's one week left from the Tripp when you're handing out permission slips to all your students. As you're passing them out, a voice comes o. The intercom,

"Mrs.L/n, you're needed in the front office," the secretary announced. Once you finish passing out slips, you go to the front office and face the secretary.

"Principal Krupp needs you in his office." She says in a dead tone, you give her a confused look as you enter Krupp's office.

You enter his office, and he turns as you walk in.

"Y/n, sit."

You're confused but do so as he takes a seat in his own chair, it letting out a small squeeze as he does.

"As you're aware, the science trip is next week. You were to take your class on your own. Yet it's come to my attention that you've been having a "prank" war. So I'll be coming along with you."

As he mentions the prank war that you've started between George and Harold, you get a little nervous. Was he really upset about it?

"You don't have to do that. It's just simple fun I can handle -"

"I'm coming." He cuts you off.

This'll be fun.