The scene cuts to Johan who was in class, he was writing something during the teacher talking about history, a report.

Then his stomach grumbled a bit, he then unzipped a pocket and pulled out a tater tot and began eating during class.

The teacher didn't care as he was still monologuing about history.

Zlatan was basically bored to death, he heard the crunching sound and saw Johan eating tater tots.

Zlatan: Johan, gimme some of your tots.

Johan: No, go find your own.

Zlatan: Come on Napoleon Dynamite, gimme some of your tots.

Johan: No, fricking stop it I didn't get to eat anything today.

Zlatan: Oh...if you say so...

He then moved a bit and kicked Johan's pocket that had the tater tots and they turned into mush.

Johan: Ugh...gross, fricking idiot!

Zlatan rolled his eyes before returning back to his assignment, he felt being glared, he turned to the side and saw Kiara.

Kiara: Was it necessary?

Zlatan: Yes. Besides, the guy doesn't know how to share. He's an ass about it.

Kiara looked at Johan who was still writing something.

Kiara: Ya, he kinda looks like Napoleon Dynamite.

Johan: I'm not Napoleon Dynamite! GOSH!

Then the history teacher, Mr Stinklebaum stepped in.

Mr Stinklebaum: What's going on over there?

Johan: Zlatan here won't stop picking on me?

Mr Stinklebaum: Is that true Zlatan?

Zlatan: You see teach, all I was trying to do is teach Johannesburg here that sharing is caring, not my fault he's a selfish donkey.

Johan: Sharing is caring huh, says the guy that refused to go to the principal's office.

Zlatan: Ya, I take orders from no one mutt.

Then the bell rang.

Johan: Ugh, thank god i don't have to breathe same oxygen as this jerk.

Mostly everyone left class, but then.

Mr Stinklebaum: Zlatan can I have a word with you?

Kiara: Oh boy...

Zlatan: Relax, I'll handle it babe.

Kiara smiled and kissed Zlatan's cheek before leaving the two alone.

Zlatan: Are teache, what's up?

Mr Stinklebaum: I see you're not the only one that's annoyed or picks on Johan. Well you're not alone in that department.

Zlatan: Ohoho, you don't like him as well?

Mr Stinklebaum: I'm all for teaching and maintaining laws in the classroom, but the kid is a snitch and a teacher's pet, one time I tried to get him to stop eating tater tots but he didn't listen and continued.

Zlatan: Ah, sounds like my kind of person.

Mr Stinklebaum: How about we make a deal?

Zlatan: I'm listening.

Mr Stinklebaum: I'm willing to pass you in history class regardless of the grades you get, but in return you gotta help me solve the tater tot problem. Even other teachers are complaining about it.

Zlatan: Just that? Sure I can deal with that, gives me more motivation to make a monkey out of him.

Mr Stinklebaum: Then it's a deal.

The two shook hands as a deal was struck.

The scene changed to Zlatan who was basically scribbling something on a notebook with a pen.

He looked over to see Johan who was near a fountain drinking water before sitting on a bench and then began eating some tater tots.

Ina then walked passed Zlatan, not without noticing what he was sketching.

Ina: Hey Zlatan, what'cha sketching?

She looked over to see a drawing of Zlatan giving Johan a wedgie which made him drop off some tater tots with Larry using a hammer to smash them.

Zlatan: Teaching Napoleon Dynamite over there a lesson.

Ina: What are the things that Larry is smashing, they look like nuggets.

Zlatan: Nah those are tater tots.

Ina: Hmm, they need to be smaller. You drew them too big.

Zlatan: Ya, sketching and drawing is not the best but whatever.

Ina: Perhaps you could use some lessons, Mr Lumberjack~.

Zlatan: Willing to offer me drawing lessons? Like I got nothing better to do so why not.

Ina: Sweet, we should get started now-

Zlatan: Maybe later or tomorrow. I'm kinda busy trying to get rid of the tater tot eating llama over there.

Ina: Must you pick on him. Yeah I get it he tried to get you to detention but still.

Zlatan: He's my key to something bigger and i ain't letting the opportunity pass up.

He then gave Ina the notebook.

Zlatan: Stay here, and watch a pro at his craft.

He approached Johan with his arms behind his back.

Zlatan: Hey Johannesburg.

Johan: What do you want Zlatan?

Zlatan: I just wanted to say I'm sorry for picking on you earlier about the tater tots.

Johan: Wait you're apologizing to me?

Zlatan: You deaf? Last time I checked dogs have incredible hearing, and you're a fucking German Shepherd right?

Johan: Umm yeah, what do you expect me to be? A Caucasian Shepherd, maybe you need my glasses more than I do.

Zlatan: You gonna accept the apology or not doofus?

Johan: Fine whatever.

Zlatan: So...mind if I have some of your tater tots?

Johan: No! I don't feel like giving you my tots! GOSH!

Zlatan: Ok.

Johan: By the way did you know that Sir Godfrey of the Nessie Alliance summoned the help of Scotland's wizards to defeat the wicked beast that was a giant dog, and I just discovered that the dog is an ancestor of mine.

Zlatan raised a brow in confusion and looked back at Ina and then back Johan.

Zlatan: Oookaaaay?

Johan: And after my ancestor got defeated, the river Rhine existed as it is said it flows from the blood of the giant dog.

Zlatan: That doesn't make sense. Also weren't you Norwegian?

Johan: I'm Danish! GOSH!

Zlatan: Rhine is located in Germany, not Denmark stupid!

Johan: Well that's what my grandpa told me. Not my fault you don't have any family members with wicked stories like mine did.

Zlatan's eyes narrowed as he looked down at Johan.

Johan: You look like you could use some eyedrops. Closing the eyes like that would hurt.

The scene changed to Lake Eola Park, we see Zlatan standing on a dock holding Johan upside down and lowered the hall monitor down the water to drown him before pulling him up.

Johan: *breathes heavily* Stop that!

Zlatan: You gonna stop bringing tator tots at school?

Johan: NEVER!

Zlatan: Ok.

He lowered Johan down the water as the German Shepherd's screams could be heard underwater.

Zlatan: I can do this all day bucko.

Meanwhile Ina was not far off and was drawing something on her sketch pad. It showed the situation between Zlatan and Johan but drawn in anime style as if it was a serious situation like they were in Jojo's Bizarre Adventure.

Zlatan pulled Johan up again.

Zlatan: Last chance stop bringing tator tots at school like a dork, or I'm gonna mail you to China so that they can have you for dinner.

Johan: That's racist!

Zlatan: Well they don't mind it, like how they wouldn't mind having you as the last course.

Johan: This is far worse than the time me and my uncle went to Alaska to hunt wolverines-

Zlatan lowered and drowned Johan again as he was getting sick of hearing the German Shepherd talk.

Zlatan: This is getting stupid.

Ina: *ran to Zlatan* Zlatan! Look what I did.

She showed Zlatan the anime illustration of him and Johan. Zlatan was impressed.

Zlatan: How in the world-This is something straight out of One Piece.

Ina: You like it?

Zlatan: I mean, yeah! Not much into anime but the style is something else, can't wait for fucking tomorrow to come so you can-

Ina: Umm Zlatan...*points to Johan*

Zlatan: Oh yeah.

He pulled Johan up as he began coughing water.

Johan: I think my eyes became two seas.

Zlatan: Oh you're about to-

Ina: I think that's enough Zlatan.

Zlatan: What? But I was having fun.

Ina: Either stop or no drawing lessons tomorrow.

Zlatan groaned before pulling Johan to the docks and dropped him.

Johan: Ow! That hurt you scumbag!

Zlatan: At least I didn't drop you in alligator town~.

Johan got up slowly but he accidentally knocked away Ina's sketch pad with his hand as it flew to the water.

Ina: My sketch pad!

The pad landed on the water and then floated up soaking up the paper and making the drawing look unrecognizable.

Zlatan: Shit.

Johan: My bad, but hey nothing of value is lost you can always get a new-

Then one of Ina's tentacles came out from her back and grabbed Johan and was ready to chuck him in the water, feeling angry that Johan practically destroyed her sketch pad.

Johan: Ahhh!

Ina: YOU RUINED MY SKETCHPAD, NOW I'LL RUIN YOU!!

Johan: Please don't! I don't wanna get seasick! Plus I'm allergic to sea food.

Zlatan: It's a lake, not a sea stupid!

Ina was ready to throw Johan.

Johan: No no wait wait! I'll do anything!

Zlatan: Anything huh?

Johan: Yes yes!

Zlatan: Stop bringing tater tots to school and I'll calm her down.

Johan: Ok I won't! Just stop her, do it!

Zlatan: Ina put the mutt down, I'll buy you a new sketchpad. Hell I'll even buy you a new set of pencils or whatever.

Ina looked at Zlatan and calmed down.

Ina: You mean it?

Zlatan: Yeah and I'll come over to draw and stuff. My treat.

Ina smiled before putting down Johan as he breathed heavily and sighed in relief.

Johan: That was close-

Zlatan then pulled Johan's pants up over his head into a wedgie.

Johan: Owwwhohohowwww!

Zlatan: Now scram before I make her chuck you deep below.

Johan scurried off whilst still with a wedgie.

Zlatan: Well, now my side of the bargain's compete, I don't need to worry about flunking history.

Ina: Wait what?

Zlatan: Wanna go buy the stuff now?

Ina: Ok.

She smiled before grabbing Zlatan's hand and dragged him off as they were going shopping.

The End.

OK guys, this was chapter 8.

Peace out!