Chapter 1 Pain in the assignment

"I'll make sure it's done." Mr. Rogers nodded in agreement with Ms. K, the Principal of Townsville High. She was fed up with six students who have brought the school through nothing but hell. Even the bullies couldn't top these bickering six and it was time for a change.

(Home Ec)

"Bastard!"

"Stupid!"

"Dumbass!"

"If I had a dime for how much I hate you I'd be the richest person in the world!"

"Oh? Being a prostitute not paying well for, ya?"

"Say one more thing and I'll rip off your-"

"People," Mr. Rogers coughed as he entered the narrow classroom. Three girls on the far left and the guys on the right. It wasn't an unusual setting. Neither was the familiar argument from Buttercup Utonium and Butch Jojo. "This isn't Springer, please act sane."

"Sorry, Mr. Rogers." The two quietly apologized but at the corner of their green eyes they gave each other death glares. Buttercup and Butch have hated each other since birth, despite their mothers being close friends.

"I don't know why you let him get to you?" Blossom whispered to Buttercup. Bubbles, who was sitting right behind her red-headed sister agreed "I'm starting to think you two just like drama."

"OR each other!" Brick shouted from across the room. He and Boomer exploded with laughter and Butch twitched with anger. Mr. Roger only rolled his eyes and unpacked the box given to him by Ms. K. Blossom was holding Buttercup back from killing the other two. She looked annoyed at Brick "We weren't talking to you!"

"I thought the classroom was a sharing experience?" Brick teased pointing his finger up. Boomer chuckled in agreement "Yeah, no child left behind!" Before Bubbles or Before Bubbles or Blossom could say anything Mr. Rogers got right to the point "Speaking of children, I have a special project that has been assigned for you all."

"Is that the reason were the only people here?" Bubbles asked and Mr. Roger nodded "Yes, see you all have, how do I say this without sounding rude?" He thought for a moment then he just came out with it "You've been voted Townsville Worse Students."

Bubbles blinked once as the tears started to flow down her cheeks. She cried "Thats so mean! I-I'm not a bad person!"

"My grades have kept this school in A Rank!" Blossom snapped now letting go of Buttercup. Brick joined in "I mean, I'm not perfect or anything but come on! I keep this school alive!"

"Starting food fights and putting suit cases in the hallway doesn't keep us alive, Mr. Jojo." Mr. Roger said "It only pisses us off."

"This better not go on my personal record!" Butch said as he stared at the box on Mr. Roger's desk. Boomer looked around "Why isn't Mitch in here? Isn't he the Weed King?"

"Lets not forget Princess, who is like the biggest pain the ass since labor." Buttercup pointed out. Mr. Roger only ignored their complaints and did what he was told. He stared taking out the sacks of flour and placing them on the desk.

"...Are we baking a cake?" Boomer asked "Because I'm actually a good cook!"

"Good," Brick gave a bored expression "you can do our share."

"I'm going to bake my cake at a store." Buttercup hinted. Mr Rogers shook his head "No! No, baking. You don't bake children."

"What?" Blossom and Bubbles said together as they titled their heads to the side. Buttercup looked confused "I think their overworking ya, Mr. R."

"The sacks of flour will be your children."

"..Yep, overworked."

"Anyway, this is apart of your punishment. A project that you will work together on with a partner." Mr. Rogers than started assigning them "Blossom and Brick. Bubbles and Boomer. Buttercup and-"

"You better say Jesus." Buttercup said desperately as she crossed her fingers. Butch was sweating bullets but he knew the outcome. Mr. Roger finished reading "Butch. Now, when the bell rings come and get your sacks- I mean babies. You are to keep them till the day before Graduation. They have sensors that make them sound like a real baby so, if you want to walk across that stage take good care of them."

There was tension in the room. Even the heat waves were showing. Mr. Rogers did his best to take the heat and couldn't wait for the bell to ring! Brick then raised his hand and Mr. Rogers pointed towards him "Yes, Brick?"

"Can I just pay flour support?"

N/A: Sup, ppl? Wrote this out of boredom. Tell me what you think!

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