A/N I finally decided to write a story on Thrax's childhood. I'll also continue through "Almira's Story", showing his POV on meeting Almira. I don't own Thrax; he belongs to Warner Bros. I DO own his surname, his family, and other characters you don't recognize fromOsmosis Jones.
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Chapter 1
12 years later...
Thrax trotted down the halls of his school, looking for the classroom for sixth graders. The doors all looked the same, save for the numbers on them. Plus, he couldn't remember the numbered door he was looking for.
He grumbled under his breath, brushing his chin-length dreadlocks back with one hand. If he didn't hurry, he was going to be late, and was going to get in trouble—
"Thrax!" A German accented voice yelled. "Dude, over here!"
Thrax stopped and turned to the voice. It was his best friend, Edmund Übel, an Ebola virus. He had dark green skin, short but sharp black claws, narrow yellow eyes, and slicked back black hair. He wore a red t-shirt, black pants, and brown boots; Thrax currently wore a dark orange t-shirt, gray pants, and black boots.
"Are you looking for room 209?" Ed asked.
"Yeah," Thrax nodded, remembering. "But I can't find it anywhere. What about you?"
"Just found it." Ed smirked, nodding at the door he was standing by. "I was wondering if you would find it. Come on."
Thrax followed him into the classroom. It was like any other, except with a different teacher. He looked similar to a lung cell, except instead of pink skin, it was dark red. Like a lung cell, when he breathed, his whole body inflated and deflated as though someone was blowing up a balloon and letting the air escape.
"Good morning, boys," He greeted. "Who might you two be?"
"Thrax Muerja, a Red Death virus." Thrax answered, showing his long, left burner claw.
"And I am Edmund Übel, an Ebola virus." Ed stated proudly, making Thrax roll his eyes. He was proud of his species too, but he didn't exactly make it known to the world.
The teacher only nodded, "Very good. My name is Mr. Monian; I am a bacterium that causes pneumonia." That explains the resemblance to a lung cell."Please take your seats."
The stuff they were learning wasn't much different from what Thrax learned in the fifth grade; the only difference was he and his other classmates learned more about different viruses, their ways of killing, and what symptoms they caused. Sometimes if there was a student of virus in question, they could tell their own story. Ed was able to do that today, and was as proud as a cat.
A crumpled note hit Thrax in the head and landed on his desk. Glancing at the teacher's turned back, he unwadded the paper. It read,
Thrax
Meet you at the Rat's Paw after school.
Ed
The Rat's Paw was one of the places Thrax and Ed visited in the big rat they lived in; as the name suggested, it was in a paw. The rat itself lived in a big dump.
Deciding quickly, Thrax wrote on the back of the note,
Can't. I have chores at home.
He tossed the paper back at Ed just after Mr. Monian turned back around. "Now, can anyone tell me the incubation period of an Ebola virus?"
Ed immediately raised his hand. Before he could answer, Mr. Monian said, "How about we let someone else answer that, Edmund. Er, Thrax? Do you know?"
"Um...two to 21 days, normally."
"Why do you say 'normally'?"
"'Cause we gotta go faster with our killin' tests on mice. They usually die in half an hour; especially here in the dump."
"You won't take those tests until the tenth grade, Thrax. How would you know about them?"
"Dad told me." Thrax answered. "He said every kid virus's gotta know about 'em."
"I see. Well, at any rate, the answer was correct."
Thrax grinned smugly in Ed's direction. The Ebola virus just tossed him back the note. It hit him on his flat nose and fell on the floor. Blinking, Thrax skewered the note with his claw and opened it.
When you're done 'playing house', come to the Rat's Paw.
Thrax rolled his eyes. Playin' house, indeed.
A/N All right, so this chapter's not so long either ^^; I'll try and make the next chapters long if I can; sometimes I feel as if a page is "done" and there isn't much more I can add.
I skipped ahead because in my story, when Thrax was twelve, that was the time his life had really turned around.
Ed the Ebola virus having a German accent was inspired by my favorite Phineas and Ferb villain, Dr. Doofenshmirtz, who also has a German accent. I remember at a Wendy's restaurant, there was a sandwich called a baconator. I sometimes said, "Behold, the baconatoooor!" in a Doofensmirtz accent XD
