AN: Nienyan, thank you for pointing out about Asbel. Let's just say he's on stage with everybody, memorizing his lines but ended up on the audience seat sleeping.

Disclaimer: Tales of Graces/f is developed by Namco Tales Studio and published by Namco Bandai Games.

Second Period: Anger management should be part of the curriculum

"As you requested, I have revised the script. No, erase that. I have written a whole new story. One, if I may be allowed to say, which isn't so much a bore," Cheria was initially directing her statement to Class A's Hubert and Pascal before composing herself again to address the whole senior classes before her. "Luckily, the Student Council President allowed it. I'm handing each of you a copy of the new script. The casting, which had been decided with the help of Professor Victoria, Class B's homeroom teacher, appears on the first page of your copies so just check it to see your roles. Even the people included in the production team and such are reflected there. If you wish to be transferred to another team or have anything against your assigned character, please voice it out as soon as you can so we can adjust accordingly . . . . . Alright then. Does everyone have a copy? . . . . . Good. I'll explain to you the plot and please follow me through your copies so we can all be guided properly. . . There are a few similarities with the old story such as it is based in the medieval times and where folklores are a thing. I will play the role of the main antagonist which will be an evil queen with dark magic. Asbel Lhant from my class will play as the king, the main protagonist, who has a sole daughter, which will be played by Pascal of Class A. Their kingdom had been placed under a curse where their princess had to make a sacrifice to save them from sure destruction. Together with a chosen knight, that will be you Hubert Oswell, they will vanquish the evil queen to save both the kingdom and the princess." Cheria finished with a proud smile. "Oh! The queen will be defeated by the power of true love which will be shown by the knight and the princess and will become good and forget her evil ways."

Silence…then the red-and-white-headed genius shot her hand up and spoke without waiting to be acknowledged, "It's the same thing."

As if on cue, the stern voice of the assigned knight spoke, "I mean no insult to you Cheria but this script and the previous one, basing from your summary and skimming through the pages, are strikingly similar; you just made me and Pascal play minor characters; other than that, the elements are mirror image."

"Come on, you two. You still haven't read the whole script and yet you're already judging it. It's not very much the same." Asbel defended Cheria.

"Says the guy who hasn't even read the original one." Pascal said confidently.

"Oi. I read it."

"M-hm. You certainly did. I remember you reading as far as the title." Hubert smirked at that.

"Enough. You two are being unfair to Cheria." Asbel tried to stop the onslaught from the resident geniuses – those two really know how to tease but sometimes they need to get checked. Cheria was looking like she was about to snap.

. . . . .and she did. "HAH! Then how about THIS." Cheria took out another folder that had 'Plan B' written on its front flap. "I thought you might have something to say about the first one so I made a back-up story. Now crumble and bow down to my creativity."

"Ooooooh!" Pascal looked amazed and had evidently given the floor to Cheria again. "So what's it about?"

"Set in a western cowboy style place. It's fiction so the name of the place is non-existent in the real world. Anyway . . . you are going to be the barmaid. Hubert will be an outlaw who's with a notorious gang. Asbel will be the sheriff. Marian will be the owner of the place you're working at as a barmaid. You and the outlaw Hubert will become good friends. But then his gang will decide that your bar will be their next target. And he and Asbel's sheriff character will – "

"But it's the same thing!" Pascal interrupted her mid-explanation.

"You haven't even heard the whole thing!"

"Let's just say I know how it will turn out. Listen to me sweet little Cheria, we've been friends for a long time now." Pascal paused and stood from her place. She made her way to where Cheria was then started again, "I am not the damsel-in-distress kind of girl," she rested a finger on her chin, "that's more like," then she grinned widely, "that's more like you."

"Hey!"

"For serious! I mean, if we're going to follow your cowboy story, I wanna be the outlaw. . . with lasers! I'll be all pew-pew and pshing-pshing! I'd be a pretty darn good cowgirl or whatchamacallit. It's going to be awesome!"

Cheria narrowed her eyes on her antics; annoyance was evident when she spoke, "If you're so awesome, why don't you write the story then." The instant she let those words slip, a hand immediately went to cover her mouth as if it was enough to take back those words. Oh no. . .

Pascal spun at her place, a gleeful squeal emerging, "Then I will write one! Tomorrow. Let's all meet again tomorrow after school. Alright everybody, listen up! Look forward to my stor-ey!"

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"Oh brother," was all everybody could say…exasperatedly.

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