Daniel stepped outside "The weather wasn't half bad here, well so far." he thought. The boy waited impatiently for his bodyguard, tapping his foot in the process. However, when Daniel turned on his heels to continue to the parking lot, he heard the intercom crackle on from inside of the school.
“Attention everyone! Airdalen High would like to apologise for its most recent sleeping gas incident. After thorough investigation, we have discovered the school janitor Miss Morrison had released a homemade fragrance in the ventilation systems as a quick means of performing her duties as cleaning lady, as well as to serve her own means as she has always had a strong disgust towards body odors. Unknown to her, the fragrance also served a second function as a sleeping gas that has worked on a selection of students and staff alike. This specific concoction also possessed a trace of the smell of roses... It is unfortunate that one of our senior students has passed away on our grounds due to his severe allergic case. Airdalen High does not tolerate pranks of any sort for any reason given. As a result, the school janitor has been fired and apprehended by the police. Due to this incident, after school clubs will also be cancelled for today. We are deeply saddened by the loss of Varthur Laurence..”
Daniel saw as Caleb literally froze mid-step, his body frigged as if he had been frozen in a split second. "W-what?!" Caleb's face distorted in horror.
"Yes I agree Caleb," Daniel replied in a concerned tone. "This is quite the peculiar turn in events..." The boy allowed a smile to takeover his face. "However, your physical condition has taken the top priority of my concern!" He was almost laughing now, trying his best to hold it in.
"Sir!" Caleb took on a most serious expression, but was still recovering from his initial shock. "This is hardly a joking matter! Someone was killed!"
"Oh calm your nerves Caleb," he said regaining his composure. "Did you not hear? This 'Varthur' fellow had some sort of allergic reaction. Nothing to be worried about." As if to emphasize his final statement, Daniel continued his walk to the parking lot as if nothing had happened. "Are you coming Caleb?" Daniel hollered back. "Or do I need to call an ambulance?" Sticking his hands in his pockets, the boy strode away, allowing a chuckle to escape his lips.
Caleb felt like he had just been hit in the head, twice. First the announcement, then Daniel's behavior. The man shook himself out of it. "I'm on your heels sir!" he called back, jogging to catch up. He knew he would have to talk all of this out with Daniel, but maybe after a little something to eat. He really was growing hungry.