I've been busy as crap this week, so I'm posting this chapter in 2 parts. Eventually, I'll combine the two into one chapter.
Saturdays have strange effects PART 1
Eh? Dom wondered as he slowly fluttered into consciousness. It's all dark. 'Course, it might help if I open my eyes. But then again, do I really want to? Taking a few moments to ponder this question, Dom finally decided that oh what the heck,it's not like I'll be attack by ninjas or something... He opened his eyes...and was not attacked by ninjas. … Wait, what? What a fricken' rip off! Look, whenever someone says that something won't happen, it does happen! It's like...a law or something. Yeah, Murphy's Law. "Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong 20 seconds after the main protagonist said it wouldn't go wrong." Gawd, this story sucks. No appreciation for common cliches. (Authors Note: Can we please get back on track here, Mr. Narrator?)) Fine, fine. As long as I get a pay raise. ((Whatever.))
Getting back to the story now...
Now then, we've already established that he was not attacked by ninjas. Well, not immediately at least. However, he was in a girls dorm room. As college students will know, that in itself is guaranteed something happeningness. The point is, Dom saw Mana walking through the dorm room from the couch he had fallen asleep on wearing just a towel around her waist. Please imagine the awkwardness of this moment. I can wait.
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"Notre pitié de dames!" Dom exclaimed, closing his eyes tightly again.
"Ah, I see you're awake. Good Morning." Mana said, pretty much ignoring the fact that she had inadvertently flashed him. This, however, was not lost on Dom. Wait, no being punched? But the internet said....Either I've been lied too or I'm not being registered as male -_-.
"Erm, good morning? Mind pulling towel up a bit?" He replied.
"Hmmm? I suppose I should."
"Thank you..." Dom opened his eyes and got off the couch, rubbing his back. Couch beds are not good for lumbar support. He thought, before stretching back and yawning. Par les dieux, when did I get to sleep? Clearly much too late. Ugh, and I remember why...
Last night (Flashbacks FTW)....
"Ugh" Dom grunted as he got off the couch. "Man, that door hurt." he checked his watch. Damn. I've been out for 3 hours. Whoever opened it must be as strong as a bloody ox. "Ah, fortunately I planned for this."
"How do you plan for being knocked out-aru?" Ku Fei asked from directly behind him.
"Christ!" Dom Jumped at her voice, turning around and seeing that it was only an unfamiliar girl. "You scared the crap out of me..."
"Sorry-aru." Ku replied
"Meh, well let bygones be shot in the head." he said, stretching back. "And on the subject of how I planned for that, I used the internet!"
"The internet told you you would be knocked out?" Mana said as she walked into the main area of the dorm room.
"Yes! Well, not specifically." he admitted, "I found reports from other guys who where in this class. Using that information, I made a plan that got left in my pocket and went through the wash. So I made a NEW plan! One that did not go through the wash! Which I happen to have on me." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a ragged piece of paper with various maps and writings on it. He passed it to Ku Fei, who stared at in in total incomprehension. She then passed it to Mana who glanced at it before crumpling it up and throwing it into the trash. Dom freaked.
"That...was...my...plan...." he mumbled disjointedly, staring at the trash can. "The one I made from all the reports from guys who were in 3-A homeroom!"
"You mean 3-aru?"
"Yes! Wait, 3? I read around 20..."
"She's right. Excluding you and Kotaro (who isn't even technically in school) there's only been 3 other guys. You've been lied to."
"The internet has lied to me." Dom's mind shattered. He fell back onto the couch and huddled there. "I'm gonna need some time to think about this..." he muttered, shooing the girls away. This may take a while.
Back to the present..
Dom shuddered. I'll never be the same again after that. God knows how many years of therapy it will take. And THAT explains why I wasn't punched... He stretched and yawned again. "What to do today..." he wondered aloud, scratching behind his head.
"Get dressed maybe?" Mana called from the door
"That could be a start." Dom mused, looking down at his raggedy sleepwear. After a shooing a just entering and now confused Ku Fei out of the area, Dom quickly switched into some normal clothes. Thankfully. It was a Saturday, so his lack of school uniform didn't matter. He surveyed himself in the mirror. "Lookin good..." he muttered to himself. He was wearing black T-shirt with "_fractured_reality_" on it in small white letters in the front, with a black pair of zip-off cargo pants to match. "But now what?"
Next part coming ASAP.
