Elivier: It's extremely short but I had the sudden insparation.

Lloyd: Your computer is about to die.

Elivier: Shut up and do the disclaimer so I can post this.

Lloyd: As you wish master.

Elivier: Lloyd...

Lloyd: Elivier doesn't own the characters of this story. Namco and whoever else made us does.

Elivier: Story on!


"THE CAKE IZ THE LIEZORZ!!!"

"NOEZEZ!!! IT CANNOT BE!!!"

Lloyd slammed his head on his desk repeatedly trying to kill himself before someone noticed. Unfortunately for him a villager decided that it was the appropriate time to run into the classroom and start screaming about the two crazy seraphs that were running around the town of Iselia screaming something about cake.

"And one of them had a strange likeness to little Loydie over there." He shouted, pointing at the brunet. Lloyd slammed his head on the table once more.

"Thank you," Raine sighed "now get out of my classroom. I have students to teach."

"Yes m'am!" He shrieked and dashed from the classroom. He greeted the lady outside with a loud shout even though she was right in front of him.

The class was painfully silent as everyone besides Raine stared at Lloyd whom still had his head pressed up against the desk. Genis moved over to his seat and placed a small hand on the brunet's shoulder comfortingly. The smaller boy opened his mouth to speak when a loud scream tore through the streets.

"PUT THE TOMATO DOWN YUAN!!"

"NEVER!"

"YUAN SPIT IT OUT!! NO YUAN NOOOOO!!!!"

Lloyd slammed his hands against the table loudly and stomped from the room after making sure he strapped on his swords. The class watched him and waited with baited breath as the area outside became deathly quiet.

"Oh Lloyd," deep voice spoke "what are you doing out of class? You should be learning!"

"Listen to your father Lloyd." A more feminine but still masculine voice spoke. "Teaching is good for your soul."

The class heard the sound of Lloyd's swords being unsheathed; Genis was half tempted to cover his ears as the sound seemed a million times louder in the stillness.

"Lloyd?" The deeper voice asked. "Lloyd what are you doing?"

"Gah!" The feminine one cried. "L-Lloyd wait! We can talk this out!"

"Put down the sw- OH MARTEL NO!!" screamed the masculine one. "LLOYD STOP!! PUT YUAN DOWN LLOYD!!"

"COGPHPAGLUCK!!!"

"AH!! NO!! YUAN!! DON'T DIE!! …Wait! Wait Lloyd! Stop I say! Drop the to-GACK!!"

Everything fell silent once more; Lloyd stomped back into the classroom and took his seat. He waved for professor Raine to continue, took out his charcoal and started doodling on his paper.


Elivier: Great! Done in record time!

Lloyd: Sure was.

Elivier: Now I just need to finish that chaper of "The Game" and I'll be happy.

Lloyd: Get on that later. You laptop is gunna die.

Elivier: Yeah yeah... Please read and review!