As students/inmates at St. Autocrat's School for Pernicious Boys, Mogey and Smush were considered troublemakers. Rabblerousers. Yes, even agents provocateur.
While the pals' hijinks had the teachers, guards, and even the schoolmaster - Mr. Leadguts - at their wit's end, there was one member of the faculty who continually proved Mogey and Smush's equal. The lunch lady, a vast woman named Lisa Croogle, always seemed to be one step ahead of them.
One evening, the pals snuck into the kitchens for a classic snack-and-prank 2-for-1. With them they carried four meticulously-trained mice with bad attitudes, a life-size wax model of Mr. Leadguts, and a pair of forks. Using extreme caution, Mogey and Smush padded their way into the deepest part of the kitchens, their eyes constantly sweeping the area for any sign of their nemesis.
As Mogey grabbed hold of the icebox door, Smush raised a hand to request a pause. For a moment, as the pals listened to the quiet kitchens, all was still but for the grumpy squeaking of their trained mice.
"Who's there?" Smush called out. When there was no reply, he nodded to Mogey to proceed.
Directly behind the icebox door stood Lisa Croogle, hefting a sledgehammer and grinning maniacally.
"Who do you bloody well think it is?" stated Croogle.
Without so much as pausing to shriek, Mogey and Smush dashed for the dormitories faster than a pair of movie dogs returning to their tousle-haired owner after being mistakenly left at the Grand Canyon.
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