Making her way down slowly to the Pranksters' Penitentiary, Beverly scanned her surroundings. So this was the Pep Rally Cutty had mentioned? In a dungeon where students are sent to for detention. Kennedy had told her about his Pep Rally during his time here and it had sounded better than this.

Honest to Merlin, she felt like a criminal being down here. Without a crime to gloat over.

But there was food. Food made things slightly better. And, maybe...she was a tiiiiny bit curious about the games. Too many people though, so she just settled on nibbling on a sugar cookie.