50 Shades Of Hay : Corny Cows

chapter 10: The truth of Mr. Twister

PLOT TWIST ALERT.
And also spoilers for the anime Ereased.

'Arry POV

I still can't believe Heather is such a backstabber. She's always been weird and annoying but that she's actually such a bitch....
"Don't think about it, sweetie. I told you I had an idea on how to stop her." Keaton stroked through my hair and grinned. "Come on, follow me. I have someone else to introduce you to."

Keaton took my hand and we walked toward Mr. Twister's room.

"So here we are. "

"This is Mr. Twister's room? How is he supposed to help us?" I asked.

"You'll see" Keaton winked and walked into the room. I followed him.

I entered the room and oh my... It smelled strongly of grass and nail polish remover.
His room itself was full of plants and on his table was a shisha next to his exam stubble.
Why the hell did Mr. Twister take his entire garden with him, including a shisha? And why the exams...? We are on a class trip, aren't we?
The room was huge. Although it was more like an apartment.

To the right of the entrance door was a small room, which looked like a minibar. On the floor there were a lot of used handkerchiefs...

We continued walking and suddenly loud music sounded from one direction. Gangnam style. Keaton went to where the music was coming from. It got louder and louder. When the chorus came we saw Mr. Twister cooking scrambled eggs while giving full body effort to dance gangnam style.
Keaton and I just stood there motionless. When Mr. Twister started to sing, Keaton interrupted him with a loud stomp.
"Yo, Sir! We need ya help."

"Who dares to interrupt my cooking dancing session? Oh Keaton and 'Arry? What are you doing here? Breakfast is about to start. Or ould you rather have a whiskey and coke to wake you up?" Mr. Twister said while looking like a malewife.

"We don't want any of your stuff at all.... Besides, you are a teacher. You can't offer us that!" I said.

"Give me a break, kid. Mr. Twister and I have known each other for so long, every time he sees me he offers me something. So no problem." Keaton laughed. I didn't understand anything anymore.
" 'Arry, please keep all this to yourself. I need some time off too. I'm just a teacher, too. "Mr. Twister sighed, "Well then, let'change the subject. To what do I owe the honor of meeting you here this early morning?"

"It's about Heather. She's blackmailing us. If we don't do what she wants, she'll post a nasty video of us on the Internet.... There's no way I'm going to let that happen. That's why we need your help. And also... We should enlighten 'Arry."

Sexy and I know starts playing in the background.

"Enlighten me?" And once again, I understood nothing. What's going on here?
Mr. Twister pulled Keaton to him and put an arm around his shoulder.
They both had such a sexy look on their face and my goodness. They knew they were hot.

"So... Keaton is no ordinary student. To be honest, he's my nephew."

What. They're related? No wonder they're both incredibly attractive. Must run in the family.

"Yep. And that's why I can ask Mr. Twister about anything. And now for the important part. Heather. Mr. Twister has-" keaton was interrupted by his uncle.

"My real name is actually Gaku. Gaku Twister. " Nice. No one really cared but okay.

Sexy and I know it stops playing.

"Thanks for the info. Well. Mr. Twister has some items that might help us get Heather out of the way." Said Keaton in a relaxed manner.

"Exactly, and that's why I'm asking now.... 'Arry Cowyles. Can you keep a secret? If you ever tell anyone, I may end up in jail." Gaku sounded like this was a ritual.
"Uh yeah... I promise."
"Very convincingly said. Now then. Follow me, my sweet calves."

Gaku went into a dark room and picked up a suitcase. This suitcase was huge and seemed very heavy.

Gaku knelt down and opened it. "What could be good against Heather? Rocket launcher? Nah, too loud. An AK47? Nah, it's too flashy. Oh? Maybe the morning star? Good grief, that's way too heavy. Ohhh what do we have here? A simple kitchen knife and a pack of handkerchiefs... I actually need those. I'll just have to buy new ones."

Gaku put on gloves and packed the knife in a bag. I was shocked and stunned. I couldn't believe my eyes. Why did Twister-san, our teacher, have a suitcase full of weapons on the class trip? And why would we use it to get Heather out of the way...?

"Keaton, Uncle of Keaton.... Why all the weapons? And why would we use them to get Heather...?"
"Sometimes there's just no other way. Nobody likes Heather anyway. " Keaton said calmly.

"And Mr. Twister... Why do you have all this?" I asked, shocked.

"Oh, that. If something ever happens, I'm prepared. In the past, these weapons were in use too. But that's all my past. You'll have to take care of the rest."

Still could not understand all this. What does Mr. Twister mean? His past...? I don't understand anything anymore. Just like in math class.

ERASED SPOILERS

"I'm going to tell you something. I used to be an elementary school teacher. And there I murdered children. Just like that.
Weil baum (german phrase). And to this day I have not been caught. But at some point I didn't feel like it anymore, so yes. Anyway. If you use this, you have to pin the crime on someone else. Just a tip from the pro." Mr. Twister winked and closed the suitcase again.

"That also brings us to the end of our little chat. It was nice to meet you. And now go to breakfast." Mr. Twister sent us out, smiled, and closed the door.
Was Bruder.
I don't check anything anymore.
Well, it doesn't matter. I'm hungry. "Keaton! That was all very confusing, but... I'm sure your uncle was just kidding. Anyway, let's go eat."
Keaton smiled wryly and we both headed to the dining room.

No one's POV

Keaton and 'Arry walked toward the dining hall, unaware that someone was watching them the entire time.

"Holy Mother Teresa. I'm going to have to tell Heather that. I'm not going to let demons hurt my angel."