AN: This is just something I thought about when I saw that there were no fan fictions about Wesley Stickler. I wanted to be the first one to do so and, BAM. xD I thought of making an intervention about his "panty problems".
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This was totally unnecessary. It was completely illogical and, quite frankly, stupid. However, it had to be done through the order of the judge and also under the persuasion of his fellow scholars that he referred to as 'friends'.
A young man wearing, what looked like, a high school graduation gown slowly came to a stop in front of a large office complex. The neighborhood was not in very good shape, making him feel very uneasy about being there; the dodgy vibes that the inhabitants of the neighborhood gave off did not help either. Despite all these inner feelings of fear, he looked quite calm on the outside.
As he read the sign taped to the front of the door, he sighed; closing the large book that he held in his left hand. He continued walking until he made it to the room he was supposed to be at, "I tell myself again: This is completely unnecessary!" he thought to himself. Heaving one last sigh, the man pushed open the door.
Inside the room was a large circle of people that all turned to look at him. Their eyes bore into him, making him feel slightly uncomfortable.
"Hello. Please, do come in." said a man, who sat in a much larger chair than everyone else in the group. He had thick brown hair that was kept inhumanly neat and wore a pair of thin glasses. He smiled at him and gestured his hand towards the only empty seat left, "Sit down." He added in a welcoming tone.
The scholar nodded and sat down. He sighed as he opened his large book once again to resume reading. The others began to chat quietly amongst themselves. However, the combination of their voices caused a rather disturbing ruckus that prevented him from thinking clearly. A loud slam of the large book being closed silenced everyone immediately.
"Alright, let us begin." said the man in the large chair as he stood up, "My name is Dr. Gregory White. I will be here every week as your guidance counselor." He finished, then gesturing to a chalk board that stood behind him, "I would like to welcome all of you to this program and I hope you all get help from these weekly interventions." He added with a smile.
The words written on the board made the scholar cringe; 'Panty Thiefs Anonymous'
Dr. White then turned to the scholar and smiled, "How about you start us off?" he suggested, "Stand up and tell us all your name and occupation." He added, waiting for the man to stand up.
The scholar obeyed and stood up, his book still in hand, "Hello. My name is Wesley Stickler and I am currently a scholar." He said, his voice echoing throughout the room.
"Alright, Mr. Stickler, welcome." Dr. White said with a nod.
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AN: I hope I captured Wesley good enough. D: I haven't played that case in forever. There is definitely going to be more chapters added. In fact, I'm already writing the second one. :3 Please tell me that you think so far! Thanks!