I do not own PPG, PPGD, or miscellaneous cartoons. Inspired by Ganondorfthe3rd's PPGD: Boomer's Story.
"Dialogue"
"Thoughts"
Brick's POV
I stared out the window from my desk and man was I bored!
It's been a couple of months since the whole Boomer and Brisbaine incident. Boomer's new arm seems to be doing much better thanks to Dexter's help. Though annoying and a bit egotistical, I'm grateful to the nerd for helping out my bro. But seriously, why'd the dork have to keep repeating over and over (and out loud I may add) "Dexter, Boy genius"? It can get fucking annoying at times. Mr. Weasel's been a great father figure; much better than all our other dads. Hn, and he's says he's not good with kids.
I still have no idea as to why we're here in this hellhole they call school. My IQ is already college level. But no, Weasel insists we go to this place. He states it's "a way for us to socialize", "get out into the modern world", "a way to live out the childhood we were deprived of". It was the same thing that Utonium was doing for his girls, well more of for Blossom. But what about me? Sure, Boomer and Butch need to learn stuff. And I put emphasis on Butch, but does it look like I need to socialize with a bunch of inferior brats? Do I look deprived of youth and childhood? Ugh, at least it's not completely boring. I somehow find enjoyment from my brothers and those girls, especially red. I guess that Otto kid's not so bad either, and I guess I could say the same for Dexter. I was broken out of my thoughts when the teacher called me. What was his name again? Oh yeah, Crocker.
"Now Mr. Brick, can you tell us what the square root of 36 raised to the power of 2, multiplied by 3 equals to?" said Crocker, twitching all the while.
"108," I answered right on the spot and in just a second. Huh, why am I not surprised? Sad excuse of a teacher, I already know all that.
"F!...I mean…correct." He seriously needed to get a life. Now I can surely show Weasel the real example of being deprived of childhood.
"Ms. Blossom, using the Pythagorean theorem, if the value of a is equal to 3 and b is equal to 4, what would be the length of the hypotenuse?"
"5" She smiled brightly after that.
"Very good. TURNER!"
I saw that buck-toothed Turner kid gulp. Wuss.
"Would you mind telling me where" wait for it "FAIRY GODPARENTS COME FROM?" What a crackpot.
The bell rang. Recess. Finally! It was time to get away from this nut job and his lame lessons.
I raced out the door but bumped into someone. And that SOMEONE was under me. Not an appropriate site to be seen in public with. Then I heard a groan. I looked down to see who it was. Aw shit.
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