Barrel, Hotchkiss and Broomire

Mister Barrel, Mister Hotchkiss and Mister Broomire patrol the halls like they usually do, though Mister Hotchkiss's only here because he doesn't have a class now. The three are currently talking about mundane things happening in their lives. Or, at least, the things they consider mundane.
Mister Barrel: He smiles at Mister Hotchkiss, his monitor displaying a "^.^" expression. "I foiled a school robbery again! That Ralph didn't see me coming!"
Mister Hotchkiss: He returns Mister Barrel's smile, happy his husband's doing fine. "That's nice to hear, Danny. Say, wanna see a special papercraft I made just now?"
Mister Broomire: As always, he pipes in with his usual good-natured sarcasm. "Papercraft? Hmph. Most of the paper I see gets covered in F's for some reason, heheh."
The trio notice the new presence right in front of them. While Mister Barrel is eager to help and Mister Hotchkiss seems rather curious, Mister Broomire, as always, does not take it well.
Mister Barrel: His monitor displays a ">u<" emoticon and he crouches down with a wide grin. "Hey there, pal! Need a hand?"
Mister Hotchkiss: He clacks his stapler hand slowly, his eye squinting to get a better look. "Alright, who's this over here? You new here, or what?"
Mister Broomire: His brow furrows and he bares his fangs, twitching with severe irritation. "I don't know what you're thinking, but if I were you, I'd scram. C'mon, scram! Can't you see I'm busy!?"