Meh: Operation Chaos
By Alan Nguyen
The hallways of Meh High were strangely quiet that morning. ALN could feel it — the air was too still, the silence too sharp. Something was off.
He adjusted his backpack and glanced over at KT, who was busy messing with a strange glowing gadget.
“Uh… KT,” ALN said slowly, “that thing isn’t gonna explode again, right?”
KT smirked. “Relax. Last time was mostly a success. This time it’s a teleportation enhancer.”
“Last time we lost half the cafeteria,” Alexis muttered, scrolling on her phone.
Before anyone could argue, Mads burst through the door, waving a folder labeled “TOP SECRET: DO NOT OPEN”.
“You guys, you’re not gonna believe this,” she said, catching her breath. “DT just hacked into the principal’s files — and found something called Project Fartstorm.”
The group turned toward DT, who was grinning like a mad scientist.
“I didn’t mean to open it,” DT said. “But it turns out… Fart isn’t just a person.”
Right on cue, Fart walked in wearing a gas mask and holding a can of suspicious green mist.
“Correction,” Fart said dramatically. “I’m the weapon.”
The room went silent.
ALN blinked. “...You’re what now?”
KT’s gadget started to beep faster. “He’s telling the truth. His… emissions are creating measurable power surges in the city’s energy grid.”
Alexis gagged. “You mean his—”
“Yep,” Mads interrupted. “His farts are literally powering the school.”
DT pulled up a hologram map showing power lines connected to the school’s basement. “If someone unleashes the full Fartstorm protocol… it could destroy Meh High and the town.”
ALN groaned. “So basically, we need to stop Fart from exploding?”
“Or,” KT said with a grin, “we control the explosion.”
An hour later
In the gym, the crew stood before the glowing reactor hooked to Fart’s energy.
ALN cracked his knuckles. “Alright. Mads, stabilize the core. Alexis, keep the system open. KT, no explosions this time. DT, monitor the data. And Fart—”
“Yeah?”
“Try not to eat Taco Bell ever again.”
As the countdown started, alarms blared. Energy rippled through the school. The walls shook. Fart’s face turned red.
Then — BOOOOOM!
Light filled the gym. Everyone braced for impact…
But when the smoke cleared, the school stood untouched — glowing faintly with a neon-green shimmer.
DT whistled. “We did it. We contained the fart.”
ALN grinned. “Another normal day for Team Meh.”
Fart gave a thumbs-up. “Smells like victory.”
Everyone groaned.
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