Adam Thompson stood outside a school gate, eyeing the tiny humans scurrying around like ants. A miniature society obsessed with rules, pencils, and slightly stale snacks. Absolutely perfect for relieving boredom.
He yawned, loud enough to startle a passing squirrel. Yes… this is exactly what I need.
A teacher noticed him. "Uh… can I help you?"
"Yes. I am here to… unbore this institution," Adam said casually.
"Unbore… what?"
Exactly.
He stepped inside. Children screamed in excitement. Expected reaction… delightful.
Adam wandered into the hallway. Lockers rattled nervously. A janitor's mop twitched. Yes… objects sensing potential chaos… perfect.
He tapped a locker. It popped open and began spitting out textbooks in a neat, yet highly dramatic, parade. "Attention, students! Behold the magnificence of… mildly inconvenient knowledge!"
A child shouted, "Whoa! That's… that's amazing!"
Exactly.
Adam walked into a classroom. Desks rearranged themselves into a giant spiral. Chairs began tap-dancing. A globe floated in midair, spinning wildly while projecting tiny holographic planets.
"Sir… what are you doing?!" the teacher screamed.
"Relieving boredom," Adam said simply. "You… should try it sometime."
A student raised their hand. "Can you… make the chalkboard… sing?"
Adam tapped the board. It immediately burst into a melodic opera, complete with animated equations that bowed and curtsied.
"HOW?!" shouted the teacher.
Exactly.
Adam strolled past the cafeteria. Lunch trays began levitating and performing synchronized acrobatics. A milk carton twirled like a ballerina before splashing harmlessly onto a nearby tray.
A child clapped. "Best school day ever!"
Progress… delightful.
Adam flicked his fingers. Pens, pencils, and erasers started a mini Olympic decathlon on the teacher's desk. A ruler executed perfect gymnastics, flipping through the air with precision.
"This… is insanity!" the teacher cried.
Insanity… essential.
He leaned against the classroom door. Students… engaged. Teachers… panicking. Objects… performing. Boredom… slightly relieved.
A pigeon flew through the window, carrying a tiny backpack. Excellent… chaos courier.
Adam wandered to the science lab. Test tubes began orbiting a Bunsen burner, forming a miniature solar system. One particularly defiant beaker launched into the air, spraying harmless sparks of glitter.
"Stop! My experiments!" the lab teacher yelled.
Exactly.
Adam picked up a microscope. It immediately grew legs and began a slow parade across the lab. Yes… mobility… essential for amusement.
A student tugged on his coat. "Sir… can you make my robot do a dance?"
Adam crouched. "Of course. But it must navigate this labyrinth of chaos." The robot leapt onto desks, spun around chairs, and narrowly avoided colliding with a hovering microscope.
"This… is amazing!" the student yelled.
Entertainment level… perfect.
Adam glanced out the window. Playground swings swayed on their own, jump ropes twirled in midair, and a soccer ball performed trick shots without anyone touching it. Chaos… everywhere… delightful.
The principal ran down the hallway. "Call… call the authorities! He's—"
Adam waved lazily. "Yes. Call them. Observe mortals reacting to mild interdimensional mayhem."
A cat wandered into the library. Adam flicked his fingers. The cat immediately sprouted a monocle and tiny top hat, leaping from shelf to shelf like a miniature daredevil.
Books fluttered around, forming tiny airplanes, dragons, and one very judgmental flamingo. Perfect.
Adam sipped a glowing cup of coffee he conjured midair. The school… transformed. Humans… panicked and entertained. Objects… obedient to chaos. And I… am still, very, very bored.
He adjusted his coat, scanning the hallways. Every classroom, every student, every terrified teacher… will be exploited to unbore me. And the mortal world… will never, ever be ready for what comes next.