"Where's Mrs. Burg?" Poppy asked, looking around the school halls nervously. "What if she saw it?"
"The video was offline by yesterday morning," Barb assured, trying to calm the pink troll's nerves.

     "What if she saw it before it was off?" Poppy argued.
"It was Sunday. She was probably in church," Barb suggested.
"What church would let Mrs. Burg in the door!?"
"Good point," Barb shrugged with a slight chuckle. "Plus, even if they did let her in... she'd probably burst into flames."

     "Hello, Poppy. Barbra," Mrs. Burg greeted, as she walked up to the two girls, Poppy instantly beginning to panic.

     "Don't call me Barbra," Barb threatened.

     "Good morning, Mrs. Burg," Poppy greeted with a forced smile. "Um... we had some trouble putting the video online, so here's a DVD of every kid who auditioned on Saturday." She handed Mrs. Burg a DVD.

     "Thank you," Mrs. Burg thanked with a slight smile.
"You're welcome," Poppy said, relaxing a bit. Maybe she hadn't seen the video after all. She didn't seem mad.

     Poppy was about to walk away, when Mrs. Burg suddenly spoke again.

     "I'll try not to poke a hole in this with my pointy bosoms," she hissed.

     Barb leaned over to Poppy, whispering in her ear quietly; "She saw the video..."

     "We're so sorry," Poppy apologized, pure terror painted all over her face. "But... um... Mrs. Burg?"
"What?" Mrs. Burg snapped angrily.
"I typed up a list of the kids we think should be in the talent show," Poppy informed, handing the mean teacher a piece of paper.

     "Snorting milk? Pogo stick hopping?" Mrs. Burg questioned. "These aren't talents."
"They were the most fun kids to watch," Barb said.
"Psh..." Mrs. Burg scoffed, crumpling up the paper before throwing it into a garbage can. "Goodbye."

     "Wait..." Poppy said, stopping Mrs. Burg's retreat. "So you're not gonna let any of the kids we picked be in the show?"
"That's right," Mrs. Burg said with an evil Smirk.

     As Mrs. Burg walked away, the kid from the auditions with the bag on his head, ran up to Poppy and Barb, beginning to beatbox terribly.

     "No one enjoys that!" Barb yelled in his face, causing him to flinch before running away in terror.