AN: Shout out to... my friends... for pissing me off so much I rather write this story than talk to 'em. 'S not your fault I was angry, but you definitely helped here.
"Erry... Erryone meet the new students." said the headmastah nervously, half-execting another interruption. "Flumpters McBumperson and the ONAF Crew - Birthday Boy B-Blam, Rrrredman, Grunkfuss the Clown and Owlivier the Owl. Meet a-also the Maximum twins, Omega and Maksio."
s The new students who were students that were going to go to Pizaz High with us from then on were quite a sight. One of them, Flumpters, was an egg, suggesting he was the guy related to the headmastah.
"Hi y'all," he said disturbingly joyfully. "I'm Flumpty Bumpty. I'm an egg."
His "crew" consisted of a box-head, a blood-colored skeleton that prolly didn't belong to a humen, a clown dude and a nowl. But not an animetronic owl, but a normal owl, which didn't exist anymore. Other than dat there was nuffin special about them.
The twins, Omega and Maxio apparently, looked human enough, but both were almost featurless aside from short curly blond hair. They also had greenish skin But not as much green as Purple was purple. They were dressed in black suits that if anyone else was wearing them, would look really hot.
"Hi, Uncle Grunkfuss." Said the same guy who fell from the celiing last chpt.
"Oh. He-he-hello Larry the Radical." The clown answered to the guy. Only after his name was said, I remembe brred. Larry the Radical was Jeremy and I's next dore neighbout and a part of Jeremy's hipster gang.
He was a koala animatronic, similiar to his brother Larty the Librarian and unlike his cousins Stanley the Storyteller and Auss who were a Lynx and a Lynx-Dingo respectively.
He was a dull blue colour with spots of what appeared to be rust, especially on the sides of his face and the palms of his hands, which made him wear gloves all the time (it also made him suck at shaft-handling if you catch my drift).
He was wearing a green T-shirt with the word 'RAD' written on it in darker green, and plaid shorta.
He was no t like the other animatronics, humans or anonymous. He was a mystery. That, and he could walk through walls, but that ain't that special.
Well, anyway, how he was related to the clown, I have no idea.
"Umm... Mike? Ya' okay there, buddy?" asked Fritz looking at me worriededly. "You've been staring into nothing for the past ten minutes. Everyone left already."
I looked around to check if that was true. That was true. I decided to go to class.
"...Where are ya' goin'?" Fritz asked confuzazzled.
"To class?" I answered.
"Mike. Didn't ya' hear what headmastah said? No classes today. You can go home." he saifd, looking at me in disbelief. Dunno why.
"Oh. Ohhh. Alright then. I didn't want to go to class anyway. " I answered.
"Sheesh, fine, Mike, whatever. Ya' wanna come to my place and play vidya? The guys will be there too" he suggested.
"What game?"
"Tomb Raider"
"..."
"..."
"Okay."
And so we went.