It Begins || Gerard & Stu
Once he had a pocket full of bugs, it was his time to shine. He’d heard about the local orphanage but had yet to go there. However, he was sure there would be tons of adults there to prank and mess with and a gaggle of kids to help him out should he need it. He probably wouldn’t though, he was proud of his skills.
Grinning to himself, he found a window that was unlocked and open and after a quick jump, slipped himself inside. He didn’t know what room he’d come in at but without waiting for a chance to be seen, Stu bolted for the nearest plant or curtain. He found a potted plant nearby and tucked himself behind it quickly. Now that he was sure he hadn’t been spotted, he poked his head from around the pot to look around.
He seemed to be in a kitchen with no one around. A wider grin appeared on his face. No one knew he was here yet. Feeling all the world like a world class thief, Stu began slipping from hiding spot to hiding spot traveling through the orphanage, playing a silly spy theme in his head the entire time.
He stopped when he heard talking, two little boys were walking down the hallway. Deciding to take the chance to attempt a hit on the big man, Stu came out of hiding and walked down the hallway like he owned the place. After all, half of bluffing was confidence.
“Hey! I’m new here. Ms. Lisa’s around looking for the headmaster. Do you guys know where he is?” Stu started as he approached, grinning widely still. The name was fake, but he couldn’t exactly say his mom was taking him here.
“Father Gerard?” The smaller one asked, turning from Stu to the older boy with him.
The older one looked Stu up and down, suspicious of him but replied none-the-less, “He’s upstairs, in his office.”
“Great! Thanks, guys!” Stu replied happily, skipping up the steps two at a time. Once he was upstairs, he had to be quick before an adult saw him. He paced through the hall, trying not to run and make noise but trying to go pretty quickly, and scanned the door’s labels. Eventually, he found the one labeled “Headmaster,” and approached it. When Stu tried to push at the door, it didn’t budge.
He huffed, a bit upset that it was latched pretty well. He reached up his hand and as slowly as he was willing to go, turned the knob and opened the door. He poked his head inside to find an empty office and grin spread on his face. Good thing those kids were wrong. With a newfound confidence and gait, Stu strode into the headmaster’s office. Snickering quietly to himself, he set about stuffing as many bugs as he could muster into the drawers of the desk.
When he heard someone coming, he ducked under the desk and got as far back and into a corner as he could get. He waited, with bated breath, for whoever had arrived to come in and find his bugs.