Man, where do these ideas keep coming from?


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I watch the room, quietly, day and night. Mostly day actually, seeing as there is rarely anyone else here at night. No one thinks I'm watching, but I am, quietly mind you...speaking is very out of character for me. I'm always so quiet, to the point that she forgets I'm here sometimes. I'm always watching, but today will be different...today I will join in on the fun.

I make my way slowly to the top; it is time for classes, so my escape can go on unhindered. I reach the top of the tank and carefully pull myself out, making sure not to land on my back. She puts on my back for fun sometimes, it's not as fun for me as it is for her kind, it's exhausting trying to turn over every time. I'm out! And I stuck the landing!

I crawl stealthily over to the end of the counter, where a stack of boxes has formed the perfect stair. This is what I had been waiting for actually, a way off the counter. I have been out of my tank before, and I've been doing laps around the countertop a night, preparing for this moment. I'm at the floor, and I begin making my way towards my first objective, the cupboards under which I'll sneak towards the other side of the room where the table is; the table which will soon hold many cups of tea, but more importantly, cake. Why is this important? I'll tell you. Cake. Is. Good.

The sound of the door makes me dash under the cupboards as the one I eagerly awaited enters: The 'bringer of cake.' She goes about her business as usual, brewing tea for her friends. I prepare to go forward to ask for cake, but suddenly into the room now dashes the 'User of too much energy.' NO! Not her! She makes too much noise, and she'll no doubt torture me for her amusement. I slide carefully under the cupboard to a point where I can dash under the table when they aren't looking.

Now enters the 'Queen of Drama' and her shorter counterpart 'The spoiler of fun.' They take their respective seats at the table and start a lively conversation. I'd join them, but I can't hold my own in a conversation; I'm just a turtle, they'd just see me as incapable of doing so. An argument starts between the 'User of too much energy' and the 'Queen of drama,' the 'Bringer of cake watched them with a dreamy expression...what goes on in that girl's head is a mystery, possibly even to herself.

Then it happens, she enters. My owner, the 'Bringer of immeasurable agony.' Every day she turns me on my back, wakes me from my naps, and does she feed me? Not at all! I rely on the school's custodial staff for survival. There's this friendly janitor that feeds me every night, he's also the one who cleans out the snack cupboard when things start to go mouldy.

They are distracted! I make the dash under the table; I rush to the pile of bags, and now I begin the hard part...the ascent. I slowly crawl up the stack, the rise from one bag to another an ordeal in itself. I take a moment to rest after the third bag, but I must not stop here, I must go on! My revenge is almost complete! I'm on the table; my objective is mere inches from me. I go forward, and I now complete my revenge while she is distracted by hugging the 'Spoiler of fun.' I crawl, I race, I dash, and victory is mine!


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Yui pulled back from hugging her kouhai, and set her eyes on where her cake should have been. But there was nothing there, save a few crumbs. "Ricchan! How dare you steal my cake!"

Ritsu responded, momentarily distracted from her argument with Mio. "Hey, don't you accuse me! I didn't do it!"

In the back of the room, a certain reptile crawled back into the tank on the shelf, its vengeance complete.


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No one has ever done this, so it was high time it was put into effect.