Little Carson reached into his schoolbag and took out a dangerous-looking device.
He got up and walked to the back of his row, where his nemesis Dodgson was sitting, snoring away. He checked to make sure that Dodgson was indeed asleep, for Dodgson was three times his size. Satisfied, he stuck his device into Dodgson's right armpit and pushed a button.
"YIKES!!!" Dodgson jumped so high that he landed with his feet on his desk. It was a mini-stun gun that Carson used!
"How dare you, Carson? Prepare to die, you moron!" Dodgson roared and swung his kettle-sized fist at him.
"Look out Carson!" exclaimed Electra.
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