"Wah! Stop it!" Red yelped. Bullies had gone and attacked him already, trying to shove him into their lockers. The bullies' faces held malicious smiles. The boy's cries could be heard throughout the barren halls. School was over and everyone left, even the teachers. This is a perfect scenario for bullying, you see. Red considered himself lucky because he's not bullied as much as others, but this is starting to change. First it was rude name calling, which was skillfully ignored. Now... this. Blue was probably still at track. He usually ended up with little to do at track. The gym teacher was just completely out of it. How the man had stayed employed so long he really didn't know. He just seemed to talk more about how the school had never gotten above 3rd place, and he was never willing to do anything about it. If he wanted them to do something, he made the most athletic kids scream at the less athletic kids for a while. Usually that meant more work for him, trying to get kids easily more stupid than any of Blue's brothers to run without tripping. Or get them to tie their shoe laces. Half of the freaking group couldn't tie their own damn shoes. It was just really annoying, and more than once Blue had considered quitting. But today, he just had errands to run; putting up posters and things to encourage the sheep of the school to come watch the rest fail. Sighing irritably, Blue slams posters with half assed effort onto walls. Many of them disappear the next day anyways. Having not really paid much attention to the task, until odd squeals and yelps reached his ears. Turning to look down the halls, he began to become truly curious as to what the hell kids were doing out in the halls like that. Had some group's teacher not appeared or something? The whoops and yelps approached, and with a sinking feeling, Blue realized that one particular voice sounded extremely familiar. Stepping out into the main hallway, Blue stood directly to the left of the whole fiasco. And who did he see? Who did he see? "Dammit, Red." Blue cussed. "Blue, it's you! I need help! Owwie!" He squealed as a bully punched him in the gut to tell him to shut up. He was holding his hand out as he struggled to not get shoved into the cramped locker. He was really tired at this point, breathing hard. He must've been trying to escape for a while. Blue just swore, moving down the halls at a quick pace, repeating himself with a yell. "Dammit, Red!" He swung for the first bully in his way, knocking the little brat down with an easy punch. He quickly moved onto the next bully; the bully that was trying to shove Red into the locker. With a swift kick he knocked his feet out from under him. Quickly grabbing Red, he pulled the shrimp behind him with an irritated glare-like glance, before turning to the rest of the group. He glowered at them menacingly. Blue waited for their next move, expecting them to run, as Blue was well known for not holding back. "We'll get you for this, pipsqueak!" The grandmaster bully yelled as he ran away. His bully accomplices ran with him. Red smiled widely. "Thank you so much, Blue!" He chirped happily, forgetting the bloody nose he had gotten from a jab in the face from the bullies. "You scared those meanies away!" He giggled. Blue stared angrily down the hall at the bullies. As much as he took advantage of his own strength, he still hated to see people like them truly try to beat on somebody. It just aggravated him to no end. He turned to look back at Red, still scowling. "You know what, I'm not gonna be here every time to save you, so you're gonna have to start learning to fall for yourself." He put his nose in the air slightly. His frown worsened ever so slightly. Grabbing Reds wrist he began pulling him off. Red squeaked from as his wrist was jerked away. "Let's get you cleaned up..." He muttered. "I know..." Red answered with a mumble. He stumbled to catch up to Blue's brisk pace to the bathroom. A wide smile was still plastered on his face. He was humming to the beat of the footsteps. Blue pulled Red into the bathroom, pushing him in front of the sinks and grabbing some paper towels, handing them to Red. "Where are ya hurt?" He asked irritably, stepping back and giving a look over to Red. Bloody nose and bruises were all he could see at the moment. Red spun around to look at himself in the mirror. He set the paper towels on the sink rim. He was a bit short to look at more than a little past his shoulders, so he tried to push himself up with his hands on the sink. A sharp twinge of pain hit his right wrist. "Ow!" He winced, dropping back on the ground immediately. He pulled his hand up to inspect it, before looking back up at Blue. "I think I twisted it..." He said, a bit of worry in his voice. "Are you going to die?" He asked with a slightly amused smirk, though he moved forward taking Reds hand in his, moving it back and forth. "That hurt?" He asked looking up back to Red's face. Red winced. "Only a little." He responded. "I'll just buy you a strain on our way home, okay?" Blue let go of Red's wrist. Red's smile came back tenfold. "That's really nice of you!" Red chirped happily. "That about all the major injuries?" He asked stepping back again and staring down at him. "Yup, I don't think there's anything else." Red stated. He took the towels carefully from the sink rim - as to not hurt his wrist further - and wiped his nose. Blue just sighed. "So why where you out in the halls like that? Shouldn't you be at your stupid class thing?" He crossed his arms, shifting his weight and looking at red questioningly. "I went there, but the teacher said it was cancelled today." Red explained. "Then, they were waiting for me around the corner." He said, smile fading. "Why didn't you just go stay with Vio or something instead of walking around like that? Jeez Red." Blue scolded. Red WAS in fact looking for Blue. He knew that Vio would be reading and not want to talk to him very much. He was going to check the track when the bullies came. Blue sighed again, suddenly remembering his track team. "Oh, come on." Blue said suddenly, walking around Red and out the door. He definitely didn't seem to be running to the club, but he did realize he should have been back by now. "You can come watch us." Blue said. Red's grinned brightly in resonse. "Blue, wait up!" He giggled while he ran after him.