VENNgence Is Mine 2

I hadn't intended on making a sequel. But the characters had more to say.


"Marvin Vining, please report to the school office."

The sycophant and his friends snickered. A few people, those who have been tutored by Marvin, looked sympathetic. Most didn't seem to care one way or the other.

Marvin stopped by his locker and stashed his backpack. He took his phone out of the locker, sent a text, and slipped it into his pocket.

He was nervous, but determined. He rehearsed in his mind what his dad and their lawyer told him that he should say, and what he shouldn't.

The principal, frowning, led him to a small office in the corner, ushered him inside, and left. The cop inside the office glared at him. "Are you Marvin Vining?"

"Yes sir."

"Sit down."

"I'd rather stand," he said.

The cop raised himself up from his seat and yelled, "SIT DOWN!"

Marvin meekly sat.

"Tell me, kid, why did you force Dirk Stanwick into the Venn Machine and kidnap him?"

"I think I should wait until my father arrives before talking," Marvin replied.

"You're being tried as an adult. Believe me, it'll go better for you if you confess right now. Maybe the judge will reduce your sentence."

Marvin said nothing.

"ANSWER ME!"

Marvin said, "I am only seventeen, so I should not be interviewed without an adult."

"Look, kid. Don't get smart with me or you'll regret it!"

"I stand on my fifth amendment rights."

The cop stood up and towered over Marvin. "Playing jailhouse lawyer? What if I decide that you don't deserve these so-called rights? Kidnappers go to jail."

He pulled his billy club out and smacked it into the palm of his hand. "Now, the question is, why did you kidnap mister Dirk Stanwick? Why did you force him into a Venn machine? Don't you lie to me, boy! We have witnesses and surveillance camera footage."

"The surveillance camera footage shows Dirk pushing me into the Venn Machine," Marvin said nervously. He then took a few breaths, calmed down, and got a look of determination on his face.

"TELL ME!" the cop insisted.

Marvin spoke with some heat, though anyone really paying attention would have noted that he was very controlled in what he said.

"Dirk has made my life hell since junior high! But it was always a case of there being no witnesses. 'It's his word against yours,' they would say. And last month, he venned me into a jock strap for three days. He threatened to beat the hell out of me if I didn't walk into the machine. You could hear it on the surveillance video, but all you could tell me is that I appeared to have walked in voluntarily!"

"Do you know what it's like to soak up the sweat of his balls for three days? He didn't even wash me. He just let the crust dry on and put me on the next day! And, instead of doing your job, you are harassing the victim and acting like a bully!"

"I missed two tests! Luckily, the advanced placement teachers let me make it up."

"But this time, I didn't walk into the machine like a little victim. He had to push me in. When he returns in three years, I expect to see him arrested for assault and attempted kidnapping."

The cop listened, stone faced. He was waiting for Marvin to slip up; to admit guilt.

At that point, the door opened.

"Hey! You can't go in there," the principal said. Marvin's father scowled at him and walked in, closing the door behind himself.

The cop stood up. "Leave or I'll cite you for obstruction of justice!"

Marvin's father didn't back down. "I have the right to be present when my son is being questioned. May I see the arrest warrant?"

The cop's face started turning red. "I don't need a damn warrant!"

The father's reply was mild. "Oh? Did you actually witness a crime?" He turned to his son. "You didn't actually talk to him, did you?"

"I'm sorry, Dad. He threatened me. But I only told the truth, so I obviously didn't admit to anything."

"Is your pen camera working?"

"The footage should be in your dropbox right now."

"HEY!" the cop yelled. "You can't wiretap without a warrant. I have half a mind to arrest you."

"You would have a full mind if you could actually do it," the father replied. "We only need the consent of one party, and my son definitely consents."

The father pulled out his phone and reviewed the video. He looked angry, but then got a satisfied predatory smile on his face. "Are we being detained? Be very careful how you answer that."

When the cop said nothing, they both left and drove to their lawyer's office.

~~~~~~

The lawyer picked up the top paper. "Here is the official complaint that one Dirk Stanwick assaulted and kidnapped Marvin Vining, turning him into an item of clothing." He picked up a second paper. "This is the official complaint that Dirk Stanwick forced Marvin Vining into a Venn Machine and attempted to transform him in an unrecoverable fashion." He picked up the next paper. "This is the complaint against Officer Stanwick for gross misconduct, assault, and failure to recuse himself in the investigation of the assault by his nephew."

He put those papers, documentation of evidence, photographs, and a USB drive containing the raw video from the Venn Machine surveillance and from Marvin's pen camera into a large envelope.

"We have one copy going into the vault, one copy going by courier to the courthouse, one copy for you to take home, and an electronic copy being filed to the police station and the court."



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