(Rated T for minor violence, cursing, and… yeah. If there was a halfway point between K+ and T, it's probably this.)

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"Ah… what a fine job you did…"

The teacher in front of Kate chuckled with a sinister grin on his face, as the (slave?) Pikachu scurried over to his side and he reached down to stroke it. Bending up slowly, he said, "My name? It is Kaplan… Dr. Kaplan, that is. By proving your worth with that styler just now, you have now unwillingly become a member of our top secret army, Team School." He laughed chillingly. "You may keep that school styler as proof of your membership - or confinement, I might say. And perhaps together, when you have risen up to your rank, we shall go on to rule the world…"

Kate cocked her head.

She mulled it over a bit.

Then, two seconds later, she decided that attending a ranger school without any sass would be utterly and completely worthless. "You on meds or something?"

Kaplan jolted. "Excuse me?"

"I said, did ya forget to take your daily medication today, or are you just a crackpot by default?"

Kaplan bristled, brushing down his coat. "Er- Do not talk to your ruler as such," he said, standing up a little straighter, "I am the one and only prestigious leader of the ambitious Team School, Doctor-"

Kate's face morphed into a dark leer that was ten times more menacing than Kaplan was earlier. "And I'm the champion of Almia," she interrupted, chewing her gum noisily. "Cut the crap, Dr. Smartass, 'cause I'm not going to stay quiet about nutjob teachers at this school."

Kaplan, bewildered by the sudden and bizarre change in personality, chucked uncertainly. "Haha, ahem-" He cleared his throat, deciding to end things before they got out of hand. "No, no," he waved his hands around, "Sorry. I was just joking around-"

"Oi, people like me don't take Tauros shit from anyone, if you know what I mean," Kate drawled, adjusting the yellow bandana she tied around her neck above the school uniform. "There's a particular torture method we Jolteons like to use, and practice never hurts," she added, eyes shining with a wicked glint.

Kaplan instinctively took a step back. "No, really," he stammered, eyeing Kate's beat combat boots with trepidation - it was against the school's dress code, but it wasn't as if he was going to tell her this now, was he? "It's a tradition for all the new students-"

"Oh sure," Kate laughed, rolling her eyes. "It's tradition - like I haven't heard that one before..."

"-and… Jolteons?" he suddenly blurted, finally catching a part of Kate's sentence. He laughed shakily, suddenly far more nervous than he was before. "Haha, ha, very funny! You can drop the act now!"

When there was no response from Kate (who was somewhat confused), Kaplan muttered, "You- You're not serious- You can't mean Almia's Flash Jolteons, right? That rebel g-gang, you can't be a part of it-"

Whoops. Kate winced at her mistake. She could tell the gang she tried later. "...Well," she jutted out her chin, "I already am a badass leader of an ambitious and secret army, so to speak, so no, I'll have to reject you on your offer. And now that you've found out my secret…" She made sure her smile bordered on the edge of insane, cracking her knuckles menacingly. "...you have to DIE."

None of this was making any sense to Kaplan. "No no no, please don't, the timing was just too good to resist," he started, beginning to shake as Kate moved nearer. Edging backwards, Kaplan tripped over his own foot and stumbled onto the ground. "I- I really don't mean-"

"KAPLAN!"

Suddenly the door flew backwards and landed on the ground in an impressive display of strength. Kaplan jumped and yelped, already scared out of his wits before the door was kicked down. Kate pivoted around with lightning speed, a long wooden tube in one hand and a bottle of Spinarak poison in the other - both of which she had whipped out from the inside of her school jacket - only to see the sharp point of a high heel.

"Oh please, Mr. Kaplan," said a pretty young woman as she lowered her leg and walked into the room on her high heels, casually brushing the excess dust from the door frame off of her skirt, "Please don't tease my students with a silly performance like that. That was a bit unnecessary," she added curtly, as if she hadn't just violently kicked a door down seconds ago.

"Ms. April!" Kaplan blurted. "This student here - she..." He suddenly frowned. "Wait, unnecessary? Says the one who just-"

"Anyways, congratulations, Kate!" said the teacher - Ms. April apparently, turning to face Kate. Kate fumbled and dropped the blow dart shooter. "Based on that happy little Pikachu there, I can tell you that you've passed the entrance exam with flying colors - quite quickly, I might add. Starting today, you are officially a student of the Ranger School!"

"Sandra, I don't think that's the best idea," Kaplan suddenly said. Ms. April - whose first name was presumably Sandra - bit back a scowl, and Kate made sure to keep an innocent expression on. "I was about to tell you that just minutes ago, I, uh, was personally a recipient of the violent actions that this student-"

"Mr. Kaplan," she interrupted kindly, "after that alarming, strange and terribly unfunny stunt you pulled, I think that Kate here has the right to take some form of defense."

"Uh- Ahaha, that's very funny-"

She gave Kate a blindingly bright smile, ignoring Kaplan, and Kate nodded firmly like she knew exactly what was going on at the moment. "I'm Ms. April," the young woman said. "I'm your class's teacher. It's very nice to meet you!"

"This isn't acceptable Sandra," Kaplan said, "this is a violation of our school's policies-"

"It's nice to meet you too!" Kate replied, smiling politely.

"She's part of the Flash Jolteons, a gang for crying out loud-"

Swiveling around towards the gaping empty hole where the door used to be, Ms. April exclaimed brightly, "Well, Kate, your classmates are waiting for you! How about you follow me to-"

Kaplan jumped in front of Ms. April, now holding the blow dart shooter that Kate had left rolling on the ground earlier. "Proof! Proof!" He shook the weapon in front of Ms. April's face like a deranged Primape. "You can't deny that this weapon that this student was carrying isn't allowed on school grounds, it's listed in the student handbook-"

"My flute!"

Kate beamed, grabbing it out of his hands and stuffing it into her jacket before Kaplan could realize it only had two holes. "Thank you Mr. Kaplan! My grandfather gave it to me, it's one of our family heirlooms that have been passed from generation to generation," she blurted, following one of the Jolteon's favorite sayings - fake it till' you make it - "if I had left it here and thought I had lost it but hadn't lost it but didn't know I hadn't lost it I don't know what I would have done… thankyousomuch!" Kate made sure to nest it between her hidden darts and bottle of poison, among the other various weapons she was carrying around that no one knew about. Yet.

Kate wasn't sure if Kaplan could see them, but if he did, his reaction sure did make sense. "That's- Why would you- What the hell-"

"Talk to the hand, Kaplan, talk to the hand," Ms. April said, holding up her palm and pushing it into his face. As Kaplan began his muffled objections, she sighed, wiped Kaplan's spit off onto her clothes, and turned around. "Come on Kate, we've dealt with Mr. Kaplan's deranged fantasies of secret armies long enough."

As Ms. April gracefully picked up her skirt and stepped over the broken door on the ground, moving through the doorway, Kate lagged behind her, kicking the door out of her way with an errant boot and popping her bubblegum obnoxiously. "Bye Mr. Smartass!" she called over her shoulder. "Have a nice day!"

"I'll be watching you, Miss-so-called Kate Hitomi," Kaplan bit out, warily watching Ms. April disappear from view. "Maybe no one will believe me, but I will, because I know how to do things. I'll find out your secrets, you gang leader, you. I'll do whatever it takes for you to get expelled," he hissed at her.

"You've just made an enemy of the entire Flash Joltons. Come at me bro!" Kate taunted with a dangerous smile, thumping her fist twice against her chest without even turning around. (Her gang members would be so proud.)

As she was about to walk through the door, she paused for the briefest of moments. "If it's not meds, then maybe drugs," Kate muttered loud enough for Kaplan to hear, a true sadist at heart. "I've seen way too much of that stuff back in the day… would Seviper venom be better...?"

Silence. Kate laughed evilly, the sound echoing throughout the room as she left a pale and nervous Kaplan. Being a new student was so much fun.

skip if you're lazy INFO:

'Sup everyone! Luayn here, and welcome to my… haha, I have no idea what this is. It's not a story, that's for sure. Nonetheless, this originated from three requests from people I know real life all mushed up into one thing:

1. Write a story where you make a character totally opposite from what they're supposed to be butatthesametimetheyARE

2. Write a story on a game you've never played before and are not currently playing! (I mean, I know the plot, and I've played Pokemon before in general of course, but I just don't own a ranger game right now - walkthroughs are so entertaining)

3. Write a story without making any plans about plot or characters or anything beforehand - in other words, quote, "Wing it man, wing it!" (? Why am I friends with you again?)

I apologize if I have ruined this ranger game for you, made you afraid of Kate, and emotionally scarred you for life; furthermore, if this turns out to be a train wreck, crashes and burns, and explodes in your face, I'll just say right now that I'm broke and can't pay for insurance. I don't know when I can update, I don't know if I should update, I don't know what the safety of your children will be like after this story, and I don't know the answers to life.

So… happy reading! Peace! #YOLO

"Then, two seconds later, she decided that attending a ranger school without any sass would be utterly and completely worthless." #YOLO

(HASHTAGS WHAT HAVE I DONE ORZ)