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Jacob Wilkinson is a member of Sweet Tweet's chess team. He is currently dressed in his uniform: a light blue dress shirt, covered in a black blazer, a blue and black tie, black trousers, gray dress socks, and black dress shoes. The rest of the team is also dressed in the same uniform.

Well most of them.

The team captain was no other than, Bobby Edenfield, a cute but snobby brown-haired individual with blue eyes. He was the leader of the 'Perfects,' a notorious group of well-dressed individuals that loved to humiliate other students at Sweet Tweet High School.

Their latest victim: Jacob.

It had been about a week since Wilkinson's humiliation but the sliming was still popular as the Perfects had recorded the trashing and posted it everywhere on social media from Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube.

(Read "Straighten Your Tie" if you are wondering about the sliming)

Bobby, being the overdressed one, was dressed to the point he thought was the most handsome person on campus. He wore the uniform, but it was more of the classy ones: a white double cuff dress shirt, a black blazer, red and yellow tie, black trousers, gray dress socks, and a pair of polished black dress shoes.

"I wonder what's taking the bus so long to get here?" One of the chess teammates asked in a bored tone.

"We aren't supposed to be on the road until 9:00," reminded another chess teammate.

Jacob was too busy giving a stink eye to Bobby, who wasn't even acknowledging the team. His stuck-up appearance just made Wilkinson annoyed. He spied over his shoulder and caught him watching the same video of his sliming.

One way or another Jacob was going to get revenge.

"Alright lads," Bobby called out, "This is a uniform inspection. The headmaster wants us to make a good impression. We are going to the finals after all. So I propose we all look our best. Isn't that right, Jacob?" He jabbed at Wilkinson, who just rolled his eyes.

"Now, I know you cannot look as yours truly," Bobby boasted, "But you can try. And we will not have a teacher leading us as I am more than qualified to lead. So you should be honored to be in the presence of a Perfect."

The four teammates, counting Jacob, just groaned but all lined up as Bobby made his rounds. Upon his inspection, he snidely remarked, "Hopefully you have not loosened your tie this time," towards Jacob.

After his inspection, and much tidying according to Bobby, "There don't you feel disciplined lads?"

Before someone could say anything, the bus arrives and the chess team enters before it takes off and heads towards their destination. While they are on board, Jacob couldn't help to fiddle his tie because he was still peeved with Bobby's earlier remark.

After the hour drive, Sweet Tweet's chess team arrived at the venue. Bobby, clearly in a hurry, ushered them off the bus and hurry inside.

"Well, well," a voice called out as they entered the venue, "If it isn't the Bird Seed chess team with Mr. Perfect."

The quintet turned around all saw their opposing team: Cypress Academy.

The rival team is dressed in exquisite navy blue blazers with a red outline and their school emblem on the pocket, white dress shirts, gray slacks, red and blue striped tie, with various dress socks -mostly gray- and black dress shoes.

Bobby puts on a facade with a smile as he shakes hands with the head of Cypress Academy's chess team, "Great to see you again, Weeping Willows. And 'Sir' will do nicely, thank you."

"Come to see us win this year?" The captain of CA remarked.

"No," Bobby said in a polite tone but still full of dislike, "We plan to beat the streak this year. Five wins this time."

"Well shall see," the captain said before he and his team took their leave. As they retreated, Edenfield's facade ended and showed his glare.

An attendant made their way over to STH's chess team, "Welcome, this way please." The chess team headed with the attendant to their destination.

"You will, of course, need to choose a member to be seated in the lunge tank should you lose," the attendant nonchalantly mentioned.

This new fact threw everyone on the team in for a loop. They had no idea that there would be a gunge tank this year in the finals.

Jacob, on the other hand, had an idea enter his mind for revenge against Bobby for his humiliation. And vice versa for Bobby, giving him another chance to humiliate Jacob.

The attendant mentions how it is a democratic vote, much to the two students chagrin but they complied and voted for their potential 'victim.' But secretly, Bobby plans to rig the vote as he writes "Jacob" on five individual bits of paper, swapping them at the last moment. Meanwhile, the team wholeheartedly agrees to write Bobby's name on their pieces of paper.

The team hands their votes to the 'team captain,' who swaps them in for his votes for Jacob and stuffs them into his pocket.

Bobby, in an innocent voice, says, "There you go, I think you'll see it's a majority," before turning around and delightfully thinks about how Jacob will suffer humiliation again.

One student accidentally bumps into Bobby, who warns him before straightening his blazer. What he didn't see was the true votes slip out, since the ST student pickpocketed them. He hurries to the attendant to get these votes in.

"Wait, I think you dropped these!" The student said and hands the votes in the attendant's hands who thanks him. The attendant then realizes a slight detail on these votes. They had the tournament logo on the back, meaning they are the true votes as Bobby's does not. The attendant just gives a disapproving shake of his head and returns to the commentators.

After a while, the commentators begin, "Welcome to this year's Chess Finals! I'm one of your hosts, Cole, and next to me is Alex. Today, we have two teams that will be competing for the trophy and we can't wait to see what they will pull out from their sleeves!

"However, this year we decided to add a new feature! Isn't that right, Cole?"

"It sure is! This year a selected team member will be placed into a gunge tank of all things! Once we get a winner, the loser's teammate will be gunge in an assortment of slime colors!"

"But enough about that! Now let's meet the teams!"

The two commentators give the introductions of Sweet Tweet, "Please welcome 4-time champions, Sweet Tweet!" Making their way out, Bobby couldn't help but look smug now as he loves a good sliming. He flashes a big smile to the audience, loving the attention as he does.

"And please welcome their opponents, Cypress Academy!" The rival team gains small applause but is still loud enough. They make their way to the stage and sit on the bench, opposite side of Sweet Tweet. The host came to the middle of the stage.

"Fasten your seatbelt folks, these two schools have always met here, but Sweet Tweet High School has always come on top!"

"Will this year be any different? Only time will tell!"

The host begins, "Welcome! We are happy to host this year's chess finals tournament. But first, we must reveal who is going in the gunge tank!"

At the mention of the tank, Bobby grows his oh-so-perfect smirk as he waits for Jacob to be called on. He couldn't decide to win or lose the tournament just to humiliate Jacob once again.

The curtain behind them slides back, revealing two clear glass gunge tanks with a clean stool inside. Above is a black sheet covering the gunge compartments.

The host continues, "Here are our beautiful devices of humiliation and justice! But what lies in store for our losing victims, let's take a look" he pulls out the two selected competitors.

"On Cypress' side, we have Skylar!" The student in question is shocked but everyone on their team is laughing and smiling in a good manner. "And your tank is GREEN AND YELLOW GUNGE!"

(If you are interested in who Skylar is, read "3.14 Tutoring")

"And on Sweet Tweet's side, we have Bobby!"

The Perfect in question is shocked to hear his name be chosen. His team, on the other hand, all laugh and 'help' push Bobby into the tank. Edenfield attempts to get the 'true' victim but security guards pull him back and escort him to the tank.

"And in your tank, Bobby, we've got a lovely mix of BLACK AND YELLOW GUNGE!"

The Perfect looks up in dread as the contents that would be poured on him are revealed. He would not stand for this. As he panics, he tries to unlock the door but it is magnetically locked shut.

Skylar attempts to be polite with Bobby, but the Sweet Tweet student isn't listening as he attempts to escape this nightmare.

The host notices Bobby's escape attempts, "Haha, it's no use, Bobby. You'll just have to hope your team wins or it's bye-bye to that crisp uniform of yours. Haha! Give our volunteers a hand folks!" The audience applauds at the two, Skylar giving a wave while Bobby slumps in his chair.

"They better win," the Perfect snarls to himself before adjusting his tie at his reflection in the tank.

The tournament began shortly, the attendants escorting the teams to their tables. The randomized pairs of players sit down to play, waiting for the start.

The host announces the rules, "The team with the most games won takes the trophy. In the event of a tie, we will play one final game."

The time for the chess tournament goes by slowly at first. Bobby spends that time, picturing Wilkinson getting slimed because Edenfield "accidentally" loses. The picture on his face, the uniform getting slimed, his appearance the same as before, gave the Perfect quite the rush.

Time passed and the tournament soon reached the final game.

"Here we are, folks! We are down to our finalists!" Light dips on the remaining table before revealing the two contenders: Jacob from Sweet Tweet and Wade from Cypress Academy. The two head for the table and shake hands before sitting down.

Wilkinson, though, is a bit conflicted. He is not sure if he should win to get revenge or play at the risk of winning and freeing his tormentor from karma. Alas, he couldn't decide and only played the game.

A few minutes later, it becomes a close match with heartbeat music playing all the time. Each team member are patting their players on the back and encourages them to win.

Right now, Jacob is down to a pawn, a bishop, and his king. Beads of sweat roll down the ST student at this predicament.

Wade is down to a castle, two pawns, and his king. It is currently his move but he is taking ages to think through. His timer is running out. But then just at the last second, Wade looks Jacob in the eye

And slides his bishop a few spaces. "Checkmate."

The announcer finally speaks, "And there you have it, folks! Cypress Academy takes home this year's trophy!"

With that statement, the lock on Skylar's tank door releases him and the nice brunette steps out. The rest of Cypress Academy join him on stage to receive the trophy.

The crowd cheers for Cypress Academy, even Sweet Tweet's chess team congratulating them as they walk to the stage.

"And it looks like this well-dressed lad over here is getting the sliming of his lifetime! Well, Bobby, it looks like you've lost this round. Any last words?" Both schools are now staring at him.

All the Perfect could think about was busting from his 'prison' as he continued to juggle the door handle one more time. Dread had already entered his mind and he deemed if he were to be slimed in his uniform, he would rather have Wilkinson in here with him to suffer the same fate.

"Please don't gunge me." That was all Edenfield pleaded.

"Let's ask CA to see if they'll let you off," the host suggests as the rival team decided his fate. After a brief huddle, Skylar made the call.

To slime him.

The announcer merely shrugs at the choice before pressing the button. A siren goes sounds and the tank is lit up with stage lights. Bobby can only straighten his tie before looking up and getting a face-full of yellow and black slime.

The torrent flows down his head, collar, and tie, encompassing his entire appearance. He displays a shocked expression as the slime is very cold. His wonderful blazer is subjected to the mix, covering him completely. The slime is thick and gooey, tarnishing his trousers after the blazer and dress shirt he wore. Slime also erupts from the bottom of the gunge tank and gets his black dress shoes and gray socks also slimy. The sliming lasts for about one minute and forty seconds before coming to a stop.

And for a comedic effect, a farting sound is heard as the last splat of yellow gunge falls out which slowly marbling over his head and into the mess.

The tank's door opens to reveal a sloppy Bobby, covered from head to toe in black and yellow. His oh-so-perfect physique is ruined. Slops of slime still resign in his hair, giving him 'highlights.' The black blazer is now much darker, his white dress shirt drenched in the substances. Down his gray trousers, the pants are now lathered in yellow. The striped tie is now predominantly yellow than red with the slime covering it. His gray dress socks are soggy and uncomfortable as he feels the slime enter his black dress shoes since they have lost their shine and are battered in yellow and black. All the Perfect does is whimper and tighten his tie to regain some dignity even after being slimed.

People began to take out their phones and take pics, STH snapping the most and sending or posting this wonderful event to everyone or their social media respectively.

The host closes the event and both teams shake hands -except Bobby, who glares at all of them-, parting on good terms. ST goes over to the tank to help Bobby put the 'victim' isn't having any of it.

"Don't touch me you losers!" Edenfield says before glaring at Jacob. "I'll see you get worse for this, Jacob. I know you deliberately lost that match!"

The attendants take the slimed individual to be showered while said individual continues to glare daggers at Wilkinson.

The team whisper to Jacob, "Did you really throw the match, Jacob?" While they admit it was truly worth it to see Bobby get what he deserves, they hope it was not true.

"No. I didn't actually. He won fair and square," Jacob replied.

The team nodded their heads at the claim but also snicker to themselves as Bobby finally got what's coming.