Welcome everyone. I've decided toredo my fan fictions set in the "mainstream" Detentionaire universe. With the series finished, it will be easier for me to make it line up better than originally with how different things were initially. Basil is still the protagonist, I'll be incorporating the canon scenes from his POV thing I employed in my later fan fictions, Cherie will be completely absent and Venus will be Basil's sole love interest and there will be far more making Basil a three-dimensional character. Enjoy and review.

7:42 AM

A. Nigma High. What a school. From most of the teachers resembling historical figures to the Tazelwurm running around it was a pretty interesting place.

Basil Hagen was in the tenth grade. He was German-Irish, German on his dad's side and Irish on his mom's. The immigration department had given his great-grandfather the name "Hagen" due to that being the city Great-Grandpa Hagen had originated from. The original name had been "Schreck", which meant: "fright" or "terror" or even "ugly."

"Ugly" was certainly suitable given how Basil had been born with a face that only a mother would love. Some burn scars received from a car accident had been an improvement. He was also rather square looking with a squared jaw, fingers and muscles in addition to the top of his head being flat. He had tanned skin, medium length brown hair and grey eyes. He wore a red flat cap, a white dress shirt, a red vest, black pants and black shoes. One final note is that with a fake beard and mustache he kind of looked like the Mask of Agamemnon.

Due to his father Cassius Hagen having been a popular author, Basil was a member of the in crowd regardless of his physical appearance. Everyone regardless of their social standing among the students were of the opinion the burn scars were an improvement.

Basil was known amongst the students. His petty dislike for Brad Von Chillstein was famous with many just rolling their eyes and telling Basil to get over Brad having accidentally pushed him off a dock when they were kids at camp. Basil would exclaim: "You pushed me off the dock!" to which Brad would reply: "It was an accident!" whenever they got into an argument.

He had briefly dated a Glamazon for social status alone. He may have been one of the "cool kids" but the term was applied loosely to him. His family was rich but his petty dislike for Brad and his physical appearance pre-disfigurement made had affected his social standing. The burn scars had improved his physical appearance but the petty dislike for Brad was something that got on everyone's nerves sooner or later. Basil had many admirable qualities such as being kind but his pettiness was something that gone on everyone's nerves.

Basil had a fancy for redheaded girls and "redheaded girls" was something best used loosely as his infatuation for Vice Principal Veronica Victoria showed and even then "infatuation" was best used loosely since "ardor" might have been a better description.

That morning he was walking from his house to school. Due to the relatively short distance between the two buildings, walking was a logical thing. It was then that he bumped into a catholic schoolgirl his age.

"Sorry." He said, his voice deep and smooth.

"It's alright, my mistake." She replied, her voice deep and sultry.

Basil first looked at her uniform. The pleated skirt of the uniform was blue, black and green. The Mary Jane's were black, the blouse was red and the sweater was yellow. Then he actually looked at her. She was a redhead, black eyed, light skinned and rather good-looking and reminded him of Micheline Bernardini as a teen. She had large breasts, which Basil viewed as an attractive feature, lovely legs, a small waistline and large hips but it must be noted this was all a rather realistic look for those aspects as this girl was a real person and not some cartoon.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine." She replied, brushing her long hair behind her right ear. "Say, aren't you that Basil Hagen? I saw your picture on the news after you got your bandages off. It is a shame that your dad wasn't so lucky."

"Yeah, I am. My dad's health was in decline anyway so I guess that was better than being attached to machines in a hospital." Basil mused. "What is your name?"

"Venus Kellerman."

"Pretty name." Basil then gave an awkward grin. "Better than mine anyway. If you count my middle name my full name means 'Brave Priest-Settlement Enclosure'… My middle name is Preston it comes the Old English words 'preost' and 'tun', which mean 'priest' and 'settlement' respectively." An extremely awkward look then appeared on his face. "Ah geez, why am I talking about this?"

"I think you have a nice name too." Said Venus with a polite smile. "Where do you go to school?"

"A. Nigma. You?"

"Archbishop Dunan."

Had Basil not been familiar with the area, his first response would have been: "Are you seriously telling me someone named a school after the first archbishop of Dublin?" Instead he said: "Care to meet me at lunch?"

"I'd like that." Said Venus. "Where would you like to meet?"

"How about Bifrost Gardens? It is right between my school and yours."

"Sounds like a fine idea."

"I'll see you then?"

"Sure will, Basil." She gave him a wink and then continued on her way.

Basil smiled to himself. This was shaping up to be a good day. It already started with him meeting a pretty new girl. An alluring one too.

Continuing on his way to school, Basil soon arrived. Immediately he went to pick up his schedule. He then went to his homeroom where he found Brad Von Chillstein waiting.

"Ah, geez! Not you!" groaned Basil.

"Well, nice to see you too." Greeted Brad.

"Shut up! I don't like you so you better not cross me!"

"It was an accident! I have never crossed you!"

"But yet you do so!"

"HOW?"

That was a recurring moment. Basil had similar moments with Jenny Jergens, who likewise suffered a moment at camp that was accidental with Basil that resulted in Basil having a petty dislike for her. She had accidentally hit him in the head with a canoe paddle and like Brad pushing Basil off the dock, he refused to accept it was accidental.

"Same old thing going on?" That was Jenny's voice.

Immediately, Basil turned to face Jenny only to see her with a finger up one nostril. Both Basil and Brad recoiled in disgust. In addition, Basil had but two of his fingers together as if they a crucifix repelling a vampire.

Brad's eyes were wide with horror. "What the…"

"I'm cursed!" exclaimed Jenny, the explanation.

"I'll say!" commented Basil. "You have the anathema of uncleanliness! Keep away!"