Haddie the Monster and her mom The Baroillain are in the detention room which is filled with an awkward tension between them as they sit across from each other at opposite ends of a desk with Haddie the Monster’s arms are crossed defiantly, while The Baroillain wears a stern expression with her patience wearing thin as heck.

“Haddie, for the last time, you can't just waltz into class whenever you feel like it,” The Baroillain said as she’s trying to keep her cool. “Tardiness is not acceptable.”

Haddie the Monster rolls her eyes, tossing her hair over her shoulder in a dramatic fashion.

"Geez, mom,” Haddie the Monster said mockingly. “Don't you have anything better to do than harp on my big ass about being an ass ripper?”

The Baroillain bristles at Haddie the Monster's attitude, her frustration bubbling to the surface.

“Oh, my apologies, Haddie,” The Baroillain said sarcastically. “I forgot that punctuality is just a trivial matter, not worth my attention as a teacher.”

Haddie the Monster smirks, clearly enjoying getting under The Baroillain's skin.

“Well, maybe if your class wasn't so mind-numbingly boring,” Haddie the Monster said flippantly. “I'd actually want my sisters to stop harassing my ass.”

The Baroillain's eyes narrow dangerously with her patience finally reaching its breaking point.

“Excuse me?” The Baroillain said as she grits her teeth. “Are you implying that my teaching is boring?

“I'm not implying anything,” Haddie the Monster said with a grin. “I'm saying it outright.”

The Baroillain takes a deep breath, trying to rein in her temper.

“Alright, Haddie,” The Baroillain said firmly. “Let's try to keep this civil. I'm not fucking here to fucking argue with you.”

But Haddie the Monster is relentless, refusing to back down.

“Oh, I'm sorry, Mom,” Haddie the Monster said mockingly. “Did I hurt your dumbass feelings?”

The Baroillain's patience snaps, and she slams her hand on the desk, startling Haddie the Monster into silence.

“That's it, Haddie!” The Baroillain enraged. “I've had enough of your dumbass disrespect. You're not leaving this fucking detention until you fucking learn some fucking manners!”

Haddie the Monster shrinks back, realizing she may have pushed The Baroillain too far.

“Okay, okay, fine,” Haddie the Monster said as she softening herself. “Fucking fine! I'll try to be more fucking respectful.

The Baroillain takes a deep breath, her anger dissipating as she regains her composure.

The Baroillain sighed. “Thank you very fucking much, Haddie,” she said. “Now, let's fucking use this fucking time productively, shall we?”

They settle into an uneasy silence with the tension in the room palpable as they begrudgingly begin to work on their assignments.

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Several minutes later, the air in the detention room remains thick with tension as Haddie the Monster and The Baroillain begrudgingly work on their assignments. Haddie the Monster’s pen taps rhythmically against the desk, a nervous habit she can't seem to shake. The Baroillain glares at her, clearly still irritated by their earlier exchange.

Haddie the Monster sighs dramatically, breaking the silence with a heavy dose of sarcasm. “Wow, this is so much fun,” Haddie the Monster said under her breath. “I can't believe I'm missing out on the riveting excitement of sitting in class right now.”

The Baroillain shoots her a warning glance, her patience wearing thin once again. “Haddie, if you have something bullshit to say, say it to me directly,” The Baroillain said through gritted teeth.

Haddie the Monster smirks, unable to resist the urge to provoke The Baroillain further. "Oh, I'm sorry, mom,” Haddie the Monster said mockingly. “I thought detention was all about expressing ourselves freely.”

The Baroillain takes a deep breath, her frustration evident. “No, detention is about reflecting on your fucking dumbass actions and making smartass choices in the future,” The Baroillain said, restraining herself.

“Oh you mean choices that seem smart but actually dumb and dumber/annoying as fuck?” Haddie the Monster asked.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” The Baroillain yelled. “I’m fucking talking her so shut the fuck up

“Everything you just said is bullshit,” The Baroillain continued. “Utter bullshit And right now, your dumbass choice of dumbass behavior is fucking unacceptable as fuck.”

“Well you told me that if I say something bullshit, then I’ll say it to you,” Haddie the Monster pointed out.

“Well my apologies, I shouldn’t told you to say something bullshit, alright,” The Baroillain said. “I should told you to say something good and shit—"

Haddie the Monster rolls her eyes, leaning back in her chair defiantly.

“Alright, alright, no need to get your panties in a twist, mom.” Haddie the Monster interject flippantly.

The Baroillain's eyes widen in disbelief, her jaw dropping at Haddie the Monster’s audacity.

“Excuse me?!” The Baroillain said incredulously

Haddie the Monster smirk widens into a grin as she realizes she's pushed The Baroillain's buttons once again. “Oh, come on, mom,” Haddie the Monster said teasingly. “Don't tell me you've never heard that expression before.”

The Baroillain takes a deep breath, counting to ten in her head to prevent herself from completely losing it. “Just... focus on your work, Haddie,” The Baroillain said through clenched teeth. “We'll discuss your fucking attitude later.”

Haddie the Monster nods, trying to suppress a giggle as she returns to her assignment. The Baroillain shakes her head in disbelief, wondering how she ended up in this absurd situation.

The tension in the detention room is now so thick you could cut it with a knife. Haddie the Monster and The Baroillain sit at opposite ends of the desk, both visibly seething but trying their best to focus on their respective assignments.

Suddenly, the silence is broken by the sound of a loud-ass RIP. Both Haddie the Monster and The Baroillain freeze, turning to look at each other with wide eyes.

“Oh fucking shit,” Haddie the Monster panicked. “I think I just ripped my assignment!”

The Baroillain raises an eyebrow, her expression a mix of disbelief and amusement. “Oh so you ripped your fucking assignment, huh?” The Baroillain said skeptically. “How fucking convenient.”

Haddie the Monster’s eyes dart around nervously, realizing she's been caught red-handed. “Well, you know,” Haddie the Monster said it awkwardly. “It's just... it was an accident!”

The Baroillain shakes her head as she’s unable to suppress a chuckle. “Of course, Haddie. Because ripping your assignment in detention is a perfectly normal accident,” The Baroillain said sarcastically.

Haddie the Monster blushes furiously, her attempt at deception falling flat. “Okay, okay, you got me,” Haddie the Monster said, feeling defeated. “I ripped it on purpose. But guess what? Guess fucking what? This assignment is so fucking boring as fucking fuck!”

The Baroillain shakes her head in disbelief, struggling to maintain her composure. “So fucking what?” The Baroillain said. “Ripping your assignment won't make it any less boring as fuck.”

Haddie the Monster pouts, crossing her arms in frustration.

“Well, it was worth a shot,” Haddie the Monster said sulkily.

The Baroillain sighs, unable to stay mad at Haddie the Monster’s antics for long.

“So I’m guessing I have to work on the assignment that I just ripped, right?” Haddie the Monster asked.

The Baroillain went quiet, didn’t answer.

“Okay, fine,” Haddie the Monster said.

As they settle back into their work, the tension in the room dissipates.