Honor

Disclaimer: I only own one character. I do not own Tiny Toon Adventures. If I did, there would have been a lot more episodes and odd pairings. Hehe…

"…Also, certain bodies can pass through walls that have been painted to resemble tunnels while others cannot…"

While the professor rambled on about the Laws of Physics, the majority of the students were not listening; some were doodling, some were daydreaming, and others were sleeping. Only a few students were actually paying attention, and even fewer were taking notes.

This was truly torture. Who knew that learning the Laws of Physics was so uninteresting? How was it even possible that the professor was so boring? Nobody should have been this boring! How was the amount of boredom emitting from the professor even possible?

Darn. It was a requirement course, wasn't it? Why couldn't the professor spice it up a bit? Ugh. Maybe dropping out and finding another professor would be better than listening to this guy.

One of the sleeping students woke up. Seeing that the professor was still rambling on about the Laws of Physics, he inwardly groaned. Only one-sixteenth of a semester has passed…so many more days until the semester ends…

Glancing at the clock, he frowned. Still not close to lunchtime yet. He put his head in his hands. When was this class going to end? Something interesting has to happen! Something! Anything! Even a fire drill would work!

What the student didn't know was that something interesting would happen…and that something might just be around the corner…

Someone knocked on the door to the principal's office.

"Come in."

Something colourful and sparkly entered the room, quietly closing the door behind it.

"Eh…you're new?"

A nod.

"And you're here to sign up for classes?"

Another nod.

"…You don't speak much, do you?"

It shook its head. The principal sighed.

"Alright, write down your name and we'll get your classes assigned."

"…And so, everything falls faster than an anvil…"

The student glanced at the clock again. The minute hand slowly moved a few centimeters.

Crap. Was this a never-ending-class? The student gritted his teeth. This was painful. He glanced at the clock again. Only nineteen more minutes until…

…Wait, did the minute hand just move backwards? His jaw dropped slightly. No way…It didn't…It couldn't…

Unfortunately, it did.

He nearly screamed. This wasn't happening…it was all a bad nightmare…

He was losing his sanity over this. When the class ended, or if it ended, he would be sent to the loony-bin…no pun intended.

Gah. He had to calm down…

The door opened, causing the professor to stop in mid-sentence. When the silence washed over the room, the majority of the students stopped doodling, stopped daydreaming, or woke up. The whole classroom looked at the open door…

…And in came something colourful and sparkly. Many students blinked to adjust their eyes to the sparkles and bright colours, while others rubbed their eyes. When their eyes adjusted …

A turtle?

Many of the students stared, unsure and confused. A turtle? A reptile? Weren't reptiles slimy and gross? And weren't turtles supposed to be green? Why wasn't this one green?

…Well, some of it was green. The rest of it was brightly tie-dyed on the back of its shell. The plastron was a bright yellow. It was wearing gloves, too, which were white.

Turtles were slow, weren't they? It would take ages for this one to walk around the school. They were known for their lack of speed.

Eh…this one was small, too. How tall was it? Not even five feet tall…

Some students murmured. The professor cleared his throat.

"Can I help you?"

The turtle walked over to the professor and handed him a note. Surprisingly, the turtle walked at a normal pace. Some students stared in disbelief while others inwardly scoffed. So what if it was slightly fast? It was still a slow reptile.

The professor read the note, his eyebrows rising slightly. The turtle just stared at him, waiting for him to finish. Soon, the professor lowered the note from his face.

"Well, uh…class, it looks like we have a new student."

The majority of students began to murmur while others scowled. Reptiles were slimy and gross! Why was this one in Acme Looniversity? The professor motioned for the class to quiet down, then looked down at the turtle.

"What's your name?"

The turtle calmly pointed to the note. The professor looked at the note again.

"…Oh. Uh, class, meet Honor."

The students tried to hold back laughter, some snickering. Honor? What kind of name was that?

"There are a few empty seats in the back, Honor."

Honor nodded, then walked down one of the aisles, passing many desks and many staring, disgusted, or snickering students. When Honor found an empty seat and sat down, he realized that many of the students were still staring at him. The small turtle could not help but feel a little intimidated.

The professor didn't seem to notice, though, and continued on with his lesson.

"Where was I…? Oh, right. Furthermore, all principles of gravity are negated by fear…"

The bored students inwardly groaned, but the slightly interested students paid attention and the interested ones took notes. Honor listened to the professor's ramblings, trying to ignore the stares of disgust and the snickering. The turtle was doing a good job of ignoring them and soon found interest in the lesson.

After what seemed like a few minutes, the clock opened and a small, turquoise bird popped out slightly.

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo! It's time for lunch! If you're late to the cafeteria, yooouuu're cuckoo!"

Honor seemed a little irked by the way lunch was announced, but got up from the desk as the other students rushed out, glad to be out of the classroom and away from the boring professor.

The small turtle calmly walked out of the classroom and followed the large crowd of students to the cafeteria. Hopefully lunch would be nice, and maybe friends could be made.

Keyword: Maybe.

Honor looked around the cafeteria. It was crowded, and there didn't seem to be a place to sit. Not like anyone would want to sit next to the turtle anyway.

However, an empty table was found, so Honor sat down. Reaching into its small shell, a small carton of apple juice was pulled out. Removing the straw from the side of the small carton, the turtle inserted the straw and began sipping the juice. Taking slow sips, Honor looked down at the table. Well, nobody seemed to want to be friends, but nobody seemed to want to beat the turtle up either. That was…good. Right?

A tap on the small turtle's shell caused Honor to turn around. A group of three guys stood behind Honor, the leader looking slightly nervous.

"Say, um…you're a girl, right? Would ya like to go out sometime?"

Honor nearly spit out the juice and practically choked on the straw. What the heck? The guys didn't seem to notice the small turtle's reaction. The leader looked hopeful.

"So, uh…will ya go out with me?"

Honor nearly fainted on the spot. Struggling to stay conscious, the turtle held up a sign with a symbol on it; a circle with an arrow pointing diagonally to the upper right attached to it.

The guys stared at the sign, confused. The leader looked back at Honor.

"Does that mean 'yes'?"

Anyone who knows what symbol it is gets a cookie.

Also, I know that reptiles are not slimy or disgusting.

Honor is a character from the PC game called, Black & White. To anyone who has played it, you should know what Honor looks like. If not...well...look up screenshots.