Asshole: need to meet
The Old One: ?
RBF: every1
Asshole: yes
Pink Milk: When
Asshole: now
Toot: kk I have my nongs omw
Papa Knott: kk same
Pink Milk: Same
Dim Bulb: w/ nong and girls omw
The Old One: Prem?
Anti Social: coming
P'Win's POV
I shove my phone in my pocket before I look up at my old faculty advisor. I have never been so disgusted with someone in my life. Since learning about what this faculty hid, I have no respect for any of the staff here.
"What are you doing, N'Win?" my one-time advisor asks me.
"I am going to end this," I growl, "You and all your cronies should clean out your offices now! How could you have known this was happening and do nothing to stop it? I fvcking thought you were not just aware it was this bad! But you KNEW!!"
"The university would have buried it, too," the advisor counters. Coward!
"Well, I am going to bury both this faculty and the fvcking university!" I sneer.
"Why are you even here? You are graduating. It has nothing to do with you anymore!" the advisor yells at me.
"I have a fvcking piece of paper that is now going to be tainted because you let those sick bastards terrorize students! So don't tell me this has nothing to do with me!" I shout.
"Look. We already expelled that nong," the advisor begins, "They will be punishing him. We don't need to involve any more people."
"Don't need to involve any more people? Seriously? It is not that nong I care about! Why do you fvcking people keep protecting that bastard?" I bark. "I am done. I will make sure everyone involved gets punished." I walk out of the office, slamming the door behind me. I am so fvcking done!
Stepping out of my faculty, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I sigh as I pull it out. I knew he would be worried.
My Dear One: u ok
Win-Win: yes
My Dear One: sure?
Win-Win: yes b there in a moment
My Dear One: k
Putting the phone back in my pocket, I roll my head back on my shoulders, staring at the sky. Everything is such a mess. Glancing back at my old faculty building, I feel nothing but regret now. It is time to set things straight.
Walking into the meeting room, the first thing I notice is the bandage on N'Wad's neck. The sight of which makes my stomach churn with anger. That nong could have easily died that day, and my stupid faculty thinks they have done enough.
"What is this about?" N'Prem asks as I sit down.
"Is N'Tee coming?" I look at N'Knott, but my question is answered when the nong walks in the door.
"What is this about?" N'Tee echoes N'Prem's question as he takes a seat next to the girls.
"My faculty knew everything," I sigh. I notice N'Tee's lips thin at this news.
"You are kidding?" Dear asks, shocked. "They knew?" I nod my head.
Looking around the room, I watch as this bit of news sinks in with the nongs. I notice the youngest are not as shocked as the others.
"So what will happen to P'Dean?" N'Prem looks at me, "Will nothing happen to him? Nothing at all?"
The nong looks devastated by this, and I am the one that is going to have to tell him that he is probably right. Nothing will happen. But that is why I called this meeting. I am going to change that. Our target is no longer just this sick bastard but my whole fvcking faculty. The problem is we don't have much time.
"I hate to say this, but yes," I affirm the nong's worst fear.
"So everything we have done is for nothing?" N'Tee snarls. I forgot he was also a victim of that bastard.
"Who cares if people are talking if nobody pays for what they did!" N'Prem curses, "This is bullshit!"
"We are not giving up!" I yell at everyone. Like hell, am I going to allow this to turn into vapor with nobody paying for it?
"Why are we going to continue if it is pointless?" N'Prem shouts at me. I notice all the other nongs nod their head in agreement. I can't have them giving up on me now.
"Because we are going to take the people out who hid it!" I scream back at the nong. I look at my boyfriend, "We need to hack into my faculty, Ai'Dear."
"Hack into your faculty?" Dear repeats in disbelief. "You want us to hack the university servers?"
"Yes," I say, "They have detailed reports of this. We need to get them before they think to erase it."
"What do you want us to do with it if we get it?" N'Tee asks. I keep looking at N'Tutah's friends. I am beginning to worry about this normally talkative group. Except for N'Prem, none of them have said a word. Even their nongs are quietly exchanging looks.
"We need to make sure it can't be deleted," I detail, "And we need to leak it to university board members. Maybe even the press."
"Do you think you can get that done before they think to delete it, P'Dear?" N'Tee asks. "That doesn't seem as easy as hacking someone's personal computers. I would think that would take planning to avoid being detected."
"I don't know..." Dear begins before he is interrupted by one of the nongs.
"It is already done," N'Aim says as he looks at his friends. I notice all of them nodding their heads. "They can't delete it, and it has been backed up offsite."
"What do you mean?" I look at the nong. N'Tutah's friends are also looking at the nongs. Even the girls who just joined are smiling with their classmates. What have these nongs been doing?
N'Bright looks at N'Aim. "Explain now," he demands. N'Aim looks at N'Kongpop and N'Tew for help.
"We got to talking one night," N'Tew begins, "We found it hard to believe that with so many victims, the faculty wouldn't have known."
"And," N'Knott prods when his boyfriend stops and looks at his friends.
"We went hunting," N'Oak grins picking up where N'Tew left off, "We are not geeks for nothing."
"We didn't want them getting away," N'Maprang adds with a shrug. Oh, hell, even the girls were involved. What is with Engineering students? Have they no fear?
"You hacked the university servers?" N'Arthit looks at his boyfriend in shock. "That is illegal, Kong!" I almost laugh when I see the youngest nongs roll their eyes at this.
"We know that P'," N'Kongpop laughs at his boyfriend. "We are not stupid."
"I know that you are not stupid," N'Arthit grumbles. "But still, Kong!" They really do make a cute pair. I sure the hell couldn't imagine dating the guy Dear calls 'The Little Monster', but I have my own little terror to handle.
"So, when did you do this?" P'Knott asks with a note of resignation in his voice. His boyfriend smiles at him and pats his shoulder before he answers.
"What do you guys think we did all the time you saw us together on the tracking app," N'Tew grins, "We only have so many assignments and not all of us game like those two idiots," he adds, pointing at N'Aim and N'Oak.
I look at Dear and almost laugh at his expression. I guess I am not the only one who is shocked by the audacity of the youngest nongs. I know that Dear threatened N'Tutah's friends to keep them from participating in the hunt for information. It took a lot of threats to make them leave it to him. He was afraid that they would get expelled if it was found out. So he only used his classmates and other alumni to do the hunt. I doubt he thought he needed to threaten the first years.
"So, how much trouble are we in?" N'May asks with a smug smile. I catch myself smiling at her. None of these nongs are repentant in the least.
I look at N'Tutah's friends and laugh at the look of disbelief. Yeah, tell that cute little nong she is in trouble. I dare you.
"Why didn't you tell us that the faculty knew?" N'Bright glares at N'Aim.
"We figured if we exposed P'Dean and the Kiwi guy, all of it would come out," N'Aim replies, "And..."
"And?" N'Bright growls. I don't think I have ever seen this jokester so frustrated.
"We would have to explain how we knew," N'Prae cuts in with a pout, "And we didn't want you guys to be mad at us!"
"Do you know why your hazers weren't involved with my group getting information?" Dear asks the youngest nongs as he runs his hands through his hair.
"You didn't want them getting expelled if they got caught," N'Maprang answers flatly. This group knew, and they still went on ahead and hacked the university servers. I don't know whether I would call that brave or stupid.
N'Tutah rounds on the newest nong, narrowing his eyes at him, "N'Jett, what did..."
N'Jett interrupts him, "P'Tutah, I just got here. They had already started this before I came." The nong smiles at him. Why do I suspect that he is leaving something out? There has to be a reason he said 'started this' when he answered. Wonder if N'Tutah caught that?
N'Tutah begins to turn before he looks back and finishes his original question, "What did you do?" N'Jett looks at his friends. Crap! Even the new nong is involved.
"I might have done something," N'Jett says, scratching the back of his neck.
"Are you not going to tell me?" N'Tutah glares at the nong.
"I hacked P'Dean's computer and used it to access the university servers," N'Jett shrugs.
"Why would you do that?" N'Knott asks. I see Dear trying to hide a smile. My boyfriend knows why. He might be upset with them, but I think he is impressed.
"When they told me what they were doing," N'Jett starts, "I left a trail, so if someone questioned who was accessing the university servers, all the clues would lead back to P'Dean. One of the offsite places the information is backed up on is his computer. I used your idea of a hidden partition, P'Dear. The passcode to delete the files housed on school's servers is also something that would only be associated with him now."
N'Tutah smacks the head of the nong. "Why the hell would you do that?" My old friend is clearly upset with this nong.
"Because they are my friends," N'Jett defends. "You would have done the same. Do you think I want it found out they did this? NO! So the only one who will get in trouble will be that sick bastard. He will be the only one who will be seen as accessing it. Not my friends." The nong might not be an original to the group, but he is very much a part of it.
All of the older nongs exchange an exasperated look before they put their heads down. I have to catch myself from laughing when I notice the youngest all grinning.
"Explain to me how I ended up with two groups of unruly nongs?" Dear asks, shaking his head.
"Because you were just as bad," N'Arthit mumbles a reply with his head still on the table. I do laugh at that. Dear glares at me, but I have to agree with N'Arthit.
"Your nongs hacked the university and are acting as if it is nothing," N'Tee says wonderingly. "Are all the students in your faculty like this?"
"God, I hope not," Dear laughs. "I am pretty sure this set of nongs and their hazers are unique."
"P'Win," N'Prae asks, "So what do you want us to do with the information we have?"
"Nothing!" All of N'Tutah's group and Dear yell at the nongs. N'Tee shakes his head, laughing.
"Oh," N'May says, looking at her friends. Oh, shit! What have they done now?
"Oh?" N'Bright asks. I am confused as to why he punches N'Aim in the arm.
"What the hell, P'Bright?" N'Aim whines, "Why did you punch me?"
"Because I can't punch her!" N'Bright says, pointing at N'May, "And you are her fvcking boyfriend. So deal! And what the hell does 'Oh' mean?"
I have a feeling this is not going to be good. I know my boyfriend always thought of the current hazers as the wildcards in the group, especially with N'Arthit's and N'Prem's temper, and as a whole, they are all unpredictable. I guess he never thought their nongs would be the real ones.
"Ai'Kong," N'Wad speaks for the first time tonight, "You explain."
I have never been so worried about someone I don't know as I am about this nong. Sometimes when I see N'Wad, he looks like he is carrying the world on his shoulders. When Dear had told me about the incident the other day, I had to wonder why he hadn't broken yet. But I can tell by the looks he is getting in this room why. The people surrounding him won't let him, and if he does, they will be there to put him back together every time. I am glad this nong found these people.
"The information is periodically being emailed to random staff members throughout the university," N'Kong explains. "A report here. A file there. A little at a time. It is set up to send them hourly, and they started being sent since last week." "N'Tutah smacks the back of N'Jett's head as he mumbles something I can't hear. The nong grins at his senior.
"You guys are doing what?" N'Arthit gapes at his boyfriend. "Using what email address?"
"We are generating spoof email addresses," N'Prae smiles, "All of them are originating from P'Dean's computer. So even this will lead back to him."
"You said hourly," P'Knott says as he rubs his hands on his face, "If you are so sure they are going out hourly, what happens when he turns off his computer?"
"It only appears to shut down," N'Aim explains, "The only way it can be turned off now is to unplug it, and we will get an alert telling us that happened."
"An alert?" N'Tee asks.
"We are monitoring it," N'Oak replies, "We will know when it goes offline. We have had a few already, but it was just his internet that blipped," the nongs all nod at this.
N'Maprang opens her mouth and closes it after she looks around the room.
"Just say it," Dear asks tiredly. I rub his neck, and he places a hand on mine, squeezing it.
N'Maprang looks at her friends, "Why didn't we think to add university board members?"
"I know I can't believe we missed that," N'Prae nods and along with the rest of her friends. "Also, we should have added some press outlets."
"Can we add them now?" N'Aim looks at N'Jett who nods.
"I can...," N'Jett begins.
"Stop!" Dear shouts.
I watch as the older nongs look at the younger with complete exasperation. The youngest nongs are freaking brilliant, which makes me wonder what the older set would have done if they didn't get threatened by Dear to stay out of it.
"It has already gotten this far," N'Arthit glowers at his boyfriend, "Just let them add it in. They are familiar with what they have done. It would be the simplest solution."
"It is what P'Win wanted to do," P'Knott says, frowning at his nong.
"I can't believe I was so focused on you guys being the wildcards I had to control," Dear shakes his head, "I knew this bunch was just like you. Why didn't I see they were the true ones?"
The youngest nongs look like they just got praised and grin at each other as their hazers try not to smile at their goofiness.
"So can I add them in?" N'Jett asks, and N'Tutah hisses at him to hush.
"What do we do now?" N'Tee asks, looking around the room. "I think we are going to have to speed up everything. And I know this might be a stretch, N'Wad considering everything that happened the other day, but I think maybe we need to see if N'Kiwi wants to help take down P'Dean."
"What the fvck?" N'Prem snaps at that. "Why should we talk with the freak that almost killed N'Wad?"
"Because he is a witness to everything," N'Wad answers his boyfriend's question. "If we can get him to turn on P'Dean, we will know everything."
"You would make a deal with that sadistic lunatic?" N'Prem asks his boyfriend.
"If that is the price I have to pay to take out P'Dean," N'Wad nods his head, "Then yes."
"No," N'Prem hisses back at his boyfriend.
"He is going to be prosecuted for the assault, P'Prem," N'Wad explains, "I am not going to let that freak get away with that either, but I think if we offer him a chance to take P'Dean down with him. He will take it. Besides, once everything is exposed, he will be prosecuted for that also. He will still pay. Not like I am going to tell him what we have planned. I just need to make sure P'Dean is finished. I want my father to know the piece of trash he raised. I am sure he is curious if it is all true."
"Curious if what is all true?" N'Prem looks curiously at his boyfriend.
"Do you think I didn't have my father's email put on the list? His fvcking wife is on the list, too," N'Wad explains. "So yes, N'Tee, we need to talk to the freak."
"I won't allow it," N'Prem growls.
"I might be your boyfriend, P'Prem," N'Wad coldly retorts, "But that doesn't mean you get to make decisions for me. If that is what you think, then we are going to have a problem."
"That is not what I meant, N'Wad," N'Prem objects, "And you know it. I-I-I...Oh, fvck it! I hate this nightmare!" N'Prem bangs his fist on the table before he lays his head down. N'Wad smiles at him as he rests his hand on his boyfriend's head.
"Why are you so sure the fruit will turn on him?" I ask. N'Wad looks up at me.
"The whole thing with me the other day was about P'Dean," N'Wad explains, "The fruit told me that I was P'Dean's favorite toy, and he was there to take me away from P'Dean. He was angry that only he got punished. I was just what he needed for his sick revenge. The fact that he hates me also was just a bonus for him."
"Who will approach him?" N'Knott asks as he looks worriedly at N'Wad and N'Prem, "It shouldn't be either of those two. I don't want my friend in jail for murder, and N'Wad should never meet him again."
"I will," I tell the group, "It is my faculty that let this lunatic run rampant, so I should be the one to deal with the freaky fruit. Also, I want to escalate everything as N'Tee suggested. I want this done and over before the end of the month."
"Ok," N'Tee says as he gets up to leave, "I will get my group going. I will also send some of the videos to news outlets. Nongs, give Ai'Knott a list of the ones you will be emailing." The nongs nod to N'Tee, "Message me if there is anything else."
"We will. Can you send us the videos so we can email them also? I don't think board members check forums," N'Kongpop replies.
"Will do," N'Tee says as he starts to walks out. He pauses at the door. "Do not watch the videos. Please." N'Tee waits until all the nongs agree before he finally leaves.
N'Oak grins at his friends, "Come on, guys. Let's go update things before we work on our project."
"I thought this was our project," N'Maprang whines standing up.
"Your what?" Dear gasps, "Please don't tell me the program you are using to do all this is the project due for your programming class."
"Of course," N'May smiles, "That is how we got the idea." All of the younger nongs smile at Dear. My poor boyfriend is going to have a heart attack if we don't get this issue resolved.
"We are bound to get an A for it," N'Aim high fives N'Oak as the others all grin like idiots.
The older nongs stand up, hauling their younger counterparts up with them.
"Come on," N'Arthit says as he pushes his boyfriend toward the door, "I think P'Dear has heard all he can handle today. You guys are going to kill him if we let you stay." All of the nongs wai and walk out.
"Dear," I call, "Come on. I think someone needs a drink."
"I need more than one," Dear sighs.
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