These blokes were something else. You tell them terrible things would eat them and their first thoughts are save the fairies. It fit right in with the ridiculousness that was this school. So much so that Scott could only SIGH heavily and grab a jar while muttering.

If whatever it was did come back, here's to hoping it took one of them instead of him.

Pesky little things these were too. It wasn't easy but somehow he'd managed to get some into the jar. The way his eyes constantly flew back to the floor could hardly go unnoticed with the frequency with which he did it.

Didn't matter that the fairies were safe and sound now, the fact they were hiding to begin with was enough to spoke him. "Reckon tha's all tha' can fit into this jar so 'm done." And they were about done too? This place was giving him the creeps with every minute they stayed catching fairies and making themselves sitting bait.