I feel like I can't stop apologizing over that last chapter. :[
I am so weird…my watchers must be sickened. -Jumps off a bridge-
Anyway…I neverrrr really saiddd this was going to be predominantly NnySquee…sooo…you can't yell at me that there hasn't been much thus far. It'll get there…eventually...
Also, it was difficult trying to find all of the classmates from Invader Zim to use for the school. xD;;
And I totally used that scene just to help myself remember the classmate's name.
I GUARANTEE YOU ARE ALL GOING TO MURDER ME IN COLD BLOOD FOR THE ULTIMATE FAIL CONTAINED IN THIS CHAPTER.
Pepito watched as Squee breathed softly, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep. He gently brushed some strands of hair from his face, smiling lovingly at the boy he'd fallen so deeply in love with. "Squee…Squee…" he whispered, kissing the boy to rouse him from his slumber.
Squee groaned slightly and shook his head, clinging to Pepito in his sleep. He settled and smiled again. Pepito chuckled, kissing Squee again. "Squee, wake up….Squeeee!"
Squee yawned and arched his back, shoulders tensing as he yawned, and cutely ran his fingers through his hair, before slowly opening his eyes.
Pepito stared down at him, eyes softening. "Morning, beautiful."
"Morning," Squee yawned, sitting up and hugging himself as a cold chill ran through him. He definitely felt so much better. All the pent up frustration and rage, and pure agonizing pain had been released along with his cares. He smiled and leaned on Pepito, snuggling up to him. All thoughts about Johnny had been cast away- until now that is, but even the maniac's disappearance didn't bother him at the moment.
"You have to go to school, Squee," Pepito smiled, kissing Squee again. "Ad I have to go back to Hell."
"Why can't you come to school with me today? I want you to come back, because people aren't that mean to me when you're around…" Squee murmured, looking down.
"Sorry, Squee," Pepito sighed softly, stroking the boy's cheek. "I can't…I'm still working with dad," he murmured, rolling his eyes.
Squee jumped up, pulling on one of Pepito's shirts. "Fine, fine," he sighed. "I'll just go to school…all by myself…alone…I hope I don't get kidnapped."
Pepito chuckled softly. He walked behind Squee and hugged him close, kissing his neck lightly, eyeing the bruises he had made there. "Hopefully we can come home soon…I have to get ready…"
"Oh? For what?" Squee asked, resting back against Pepito.
"Nothing you have to worry about, Squee," Pepito murmured, turning him around. "Want me to walk you to school?"
Squee nodded, leading Pepito out of the house. The wounds on Squee's face had somewhat healed. They weren't as dark, and Pepito had washed the blood off when Squee was asleep. He medicated the cuts and iced the swelling, so no one would give the boy a hard time about it.
Pepito slipped an arm around Squee's waist, holding him close, attached almost like glue. He stopped a block away from their school, looking down at Squee whose steps had become more hesitant. He leaned down and kissed him lightly, then buried his face in the crook of his lover's neck. "Have a good time," he smiled.
"At school?" Squee asked incredulously. "I'll…try I guess," he said, facing Pepito and standing on his tiptoes. He wrapped his arms around the antichrist's neck, and pressed their lips gently together, letting the kiss linger for mere moments before he let him go and waved, turning back towards the school.
Pepito smiled, watching Squee walk towards school with a slight bounce in his step. He ran his fingers through his hair, wondering if Squee was actually, truly happier now that he knew the antichrist would do anything for him. He sighed happily at the thought of Squee being his little homemaker while he ruled the earth, and Hell. He laughed softly, and snapped his fingers, disappearing in a plume of smoke and fire.
Squee absently tapped his pencil on his notebook, not paying attention to Ms. Bitters as he thought about Pepito. Affection wasn't all that bad, now that he'd had a chance to really experience it. He smiled to himself. He liked the idea of being with Pepito forever, now. Screw Johnny and all the confusion and hurt he cast on Squee. Schmee was right; he's no good! Squee giggled gently to himself, a wide smile spread on his face.
"Hey…Hey!"
Squee looked over and blinked. "Uhm…"
"Hey, faggot, what's with all the hearts?" Melvin asked, making Squee blush and cover his notebook, which he'd riddled with hearts and swirls unintentionally.
"B-B-Be quiet, Melvin," Squee whispered, blushing even more when he realized he'd been called such a horrible name. "And…don't call me that, I'm not…that."
"What? A faggot?" Brian chimed in, smirking as he looked over to the two. "Then how'd you get these things?" he chirped, digging his finger into one of Squee's hickey, making him whimper loudly from the pain. "If you haven't noticed girls find you repulsive."
Squee covered his neck, his face turning bright red. "Sh-Shut up, I said! I fell…they're just bruises."
"I fell," Torque mocked from behind, leaning forward over his desk. "That's a load of bullshit. So where's your boyfriend, huh?"
"I don't have a boyfriend!
"C'mon, Faggot. Where is he, huh? Isn't he always here to protect his little wimpy girlfriend?" Melvin cooed.
"I'm not gay…" Squee whimpered softly, shoulders tensing as he began to tremble.
"Oh my god! Brian, he's gonna cry," Torque chortled. "Hey, fag, you gonna cwy?"
"N-No! Shut up!" Squee sniffed, wiping tears from his eyes.
"Shut up you guys, you can pick on him later, you're going to get the class in trouble if you keep talking," Zita murmured.
Torque laughed and put an arm around his recent girlfriend. "Lighten up, Zita, we're just having fun!"
Aki sneered. "Zita's right, Torque, you guys are gonna get us all in trouble! Lunch is in fifteen minutes. Can't you turn your testosterone off for at least that long?"
"Testosterone never gets turned off!" Torque said, beginning to lift his weights again.
"Do you always have to lift those things?" Zita frowned, crossing her arms angrily.
"Lifting is life," Torque stated firmly, curling the weights and admiring his muscles.
"It shouldn't be your life while we're dating! I don't want to date a guy who watches his weights while we kiss!" Zita pouted.
"Zita!" Ms. Bitters yelled. She stared the girl down for a moment before speaking again. "Shut up."
"Yes Ms. Bitters! Sorry Ms. Bitters…" Zita murmured, sinking down in her chair a bit. "Torque, you are in so much trouble."
"Ohhh~ Torque your mommy says you're in trouble," Brian cooed mockingly, leaning back in his chair as he snorted.
"Hey…" Melvin murmured. "Where'd the fag go?" He looked at the empty seat where Squee once was.
Brian shrugged, continuing to watch Torque and Zita again
Squee slapped his palm against the bathroom wall, sliding to his knees as he covered his neck, crying desperately to himself. He knew Pepito was busy, but there was no one he needed more at that moment.
"I can't breathe…I can't breathe…I can't breathe…" Squee repeated like a mantra, shaking. He pulled his backpack off of his arms and unzipped it with shaky hands. He pulled out his teddy bear, holding him close. (Because I decided he magically got him somehow...even though in the last chapter he left him at home before leaving to Pepito's house. AINT MY LOGIC GRAND!?) "Take the pain away, Schmee…it hurts, it hurts…I'm choking…oh my god Schmee I can't breathe!" he panicked, shaking the doll desperately. "Schmee!? SCHMEE! Now is not the time for the silent treatment!" he cried. "It hurts! It hurts…Schmee…Schmee…" Squee gasped for air, but his throat had completely closed off due to his raging panic attack.
"Todd…"
"Schmee! Why weren't you talking to me! I got too scared without you," Squee sniffed, rubbing his eyes as he looked around, though there was no much to look at. It was all black, save for a small light focusing on him.
"You don't need me anymore, Todd. You're not an innocent child anymore, like before. There's no longer a way for us to communicate like we used to."
"Schmee! What are you talking about? I am still a child! I'm only thirteen! Schmee! Scmhee!" Squee cried.
"Todd, you're getting older. You're maturing faster than you should be, and now I have to go. My purpose was to help you make good decisions and to keep your nightmares at bay, but it seems you've begun to make decision on your own. So now I must leave and let you handle your nightmares on your own, as well."
"No! Schmee! Please! Where are you!? Schmee…"
"SCHMEE!" Squee screamed, sitting up abruptly as he clutched his racing heart. He jumped when he saw the small group of kids standing around, watching him. He clutched his heart that was beating like that of a mouse's and stared with wide eyes.
"Hey, Todd," Melvin gritted out. "Would you like…" His shoulders tensed and he let out an exasperated sigh.
"Would you like to hang out with us?" Zita asked, finally, rolling her eyes at the other's hesitance.
Squee blinked, then looked down and rubbed his eyes, trembling. "U-Uhm…you…want to…hang out with me?" he asked, looking up with what seemed like a slight hope in his eyes.
Torque snorted. "No. You're gonna hang out with us."
"O-Oh…" Squee muttered nervously, fidgeting. "I-I…uhm…I guess so…" he whispered.
"Good. Meet us after school," Brian said, grabbing Melvin and leading him out. Aki followed, standing next to Zita who was anxiously clinging to Torque.
Squee watched them; smiling to himself once they'd left. "Th-They wanna be my friends," he whispered to himself, reaching to the bedside where the Nurse had set his teddy bear. He held Schmee close, "They wanna be my friends, Schmee."
"UGH!" Melvin flailed, groaning loudly as he kicked a wall. "I can't believe stupid Ms. Bitters! She's so…bitter!"
"Get over it, Melvin. We can use this to our advantage," Brian chuckled.
"What are you talking about, Brian!? We have to actually HANG OUT WITH THE FREAK! Faggot…UGH!" Melvin yelled. '
"We can have fun," Brian drawled, shaking his head at the panicking boy. "You knowww...Todd would do pretty much ANYTHING for friends, right?"
Melvin shrugged.
"Well…I'm right. And if he'd do ANYTHING, then that means we can get him to do ANYTHING we want!" Brian laughed. "So…who's down?"
Melvin shrugged again. "Sounds…fun, I guess."
Torque lifted his weights, nodding. "Yeah, yeah. Sounds like oodles of fun."
Zita glared at Torque, twitching. "You…did not just say Oodles…" Aki bit her lip, stifling a chuckle while Zita glared at her.
"Now, Todd, are you sure you're feeling well enough to go back home? That was quite a panic attack you had," she chuckled, poking Squee's nose.
Squee giggled, nodding his head. He was rather close with the nurse due to his frequent visits there. He liked this nurse MUCH better than the last one. The older nurse was decrepit, ancient even, and her hands were wrinkly and cold. She had an evil aura, and always accused Squee of lying.
"Then goodbye, Todd. Have fun with your new friends," the nurse giggled.
Squee nodded and ran off, going to the front of the school eagerly. School wasn't out until fifteen minutes, but he didn't really see a reason to go to the remainder of last period. He smiled to himself, wiggling around excitedly.
"Why so smiley?"
Squee froze in his tracks, his small smile turning to a frown as he turned to face the source of all of his confusion. The source of all of his love, hate, happiness, depression, anger, nightmares, dreams, and torment. His breath caught in his throat and he stepped back a bit, making Johnny tilt his head.
"Squeegee? What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost," the maniac purred, stepping forward.
Squee stepped back again. "No! No, no, no, no, no!" he cursed, making a cross with his fingers. "You stay the hell away from me!" he trembled.
Johnny quirked an eyebrow, seeming to grow genuinely worried. "Hey…Squee what's wrong? I just came to pick you up."
"No! I was just starting to forget about you!" Squee flailed. "I have a life now! I-I have…I have a boyfriend! And I have friends! And…and..."
"I thought I was your friend," Johnny said firmly, seeming to grow a little more dangerous in spirit.
"You were tearing my psyche to shreds, Johnny!" Squee yelled, before sinking back slightly, fearful. "And…you keep leaving…I don't want you as a friend, so just go away…" he whispered, looking to the side.
Johnny was completely taken aback. "Wait…boyfriend? WHAT!?" he shrieked, making some of Squee's classmates watch curiously from the window. "Squee. What the Hell is going on!?" he yelled. "Just a few weeks ago you were begging for me to let you stay over!"
"And did you, Johnny? When it was dark, and thundering, and a Friday! You know Fridays are my dad's bad days! You know I'm terrified of thunder! Maybe a few weeks ago I was too afraid to let anyone love me…and I was afraid to love anyone, but…but I l-love…yeah!"
Johnny stared at Squee incredulously. "Squee…when you were younger I took you under my wing. I watched over you, and tried to make it so you wouldn't turn out like me…I didn't mean for you to turn out like…like THEM!" he yelled, gesturing to Zita, Aki, Torque, Melvin, and Brian who were all walking out of the school's entrance.
"Who's this guy, Todd?" Aki drawled, putting a hand on her hip.
"He looks creepy. I wouldn't hang around these kinds of people, if I were you, Todd," Melvin snorted.
"This guy is such a fag! Just look at the way he dresses!" Brian chortled.
Zita held Torque's hand, hiding behind him. "Eek! Torque! Protect me! He's weird!" she shrieked.
"Is this guy one of those weird high schoolers? Ew," Melvin gagged.
"Who is this guy, Todd?" Brian asked, putting a hand on his hip as he gave the strange man the 'look-over'. "Do you know him or something?"
Squee looked from the group of kids, to Johnny several times. Both parties glaring daggers at him. "Uhm…I-I dunno…just some creep I guess…" he murmured, beginning to walk over to the group of classmates.
Johnny caught Squee's arm, squeezing it painfully. "That's it!" he snapped. "You're coming home with me!"
Squee stared at him with large, terrified eyes. He wrenched his arm away and pushed Johnny who, in his shock, fell off balance, tripped over his own feet and fell backwards over the stone railing to the stairs. He landed safely in a bush, and blinked, too appalled to make any sort of movement.
The group of kids looked at Squee, a small shine of respect in their eyes. Brian put an arm around him. "That took a lot of guts, Todd, standing up to a high schooler like that. You're alright, kid."
Squee rubbed the back of his head, looking back at Johnny who simply stared at him as the group led him away. He quickly looked back to the ground and laughed weakly. "Heh…uh…yeah…thanks."
"So…Todd's pretty alright," Torque said, opening a can of beer that Brian's older brother had supplied them with.
Melvin nodded. "He's pretty cool, I guess. Quiet…but man! Did you see how he stuck up to that creepy guy? Awesome!"
"I was afraid he was going to try and rape the poor boy! Did you hear him? 'That's it! You're coming home with me'!" Zita recalled, making her voice deep and angry sounding for the last bit.
"You think everyone's a rapist!" Aki chimed, taking a long drag from a joint- also courtesy of Brian's older brother. She coughed and passed it on to Brian who also took a long drag, laughing at her.
Brian shook his head, "You guys are missing the point! Todd is all right but he's not popularity status. He's just a mule. Y'know? He gets all our illegal crap done, and we can just…pretty him up a bit. It's all smoke and mirrors.
"I guess so," Melvin drawled. "But what if he doesn't let us do anything with him? What if he like…tells or something?"
Brian sighed exasperatedly. "You guys are hopeless! You're just lucky you have me!"
"What about Pepito? Everyone and their mothers know that he's in LOVE with Todd, so won't he stop us right when he senses we're mistreating him?" Aki asked curiously.
"HA!" Brian laughed. "My dad was talking to his dad at work! And my dad says that his dad says they're goin' back to their hometown or whatever because Pepito's training and crap. He's got a tutor and everything, so we don't have anything to worry about," he purred.
"Geez, Brian, you're really evil," Zita giggled, lacing her fingers with Torque's free hand.
"What should we make him do first?" Melvin asked, leaning forward as he yawned boredly.
"Oh! I got it!" Brian smirked. "My older brother's a piercing and tattoo artist. We should Pretty Him Up," he laughed.
"Ohhh! That's too mean, Brian!" Aki pouted, pulling her bangled wrists up to her face as she wiggled around.
"Uhh…so?" Brian drawled boredly. "Well…whatever, fine, we'll just make him get a few piercings or something."
Aki nodded firmly. "Good! Tattoos really hurt! That butterfly on my ankle nearly killed me!"
"You are soooo overdramatic," Zita frowned.
"She is a girl, Zita," Torque said, sipping some more of his beer.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Zita frowned, looking over at Torque angrily.
"Uhh…well…I mean…she's a typical girl. Not like you!" Torque explained.
"Mhm," Zita glared, pulling her arms away and crossing them, looking away as she pouted.
Brian snorted, "Wu-psh," he laughed, pretending to hit Torque with a whip.
"Whipppeeeddd," Melvin sang in reply to Brian's movements.
"Shut up!" Torque growled. "You guys are just jealous that my girlfriend just happens to be the most popular girl in the school."
"Only cus Moofy moved back to whatever-ville," Aki murmured.
"Excuse me!?" Zita yelled, offended. She stuck her chest out defensively.
Aki rolled her eyes, "I'm just joking, Zita."
"Good…you better be," Zita humphed.
Hurr, hurr… :B Okay…I guess they're going to be part of the plot now. FAIL CHAPTER IS FAIL. -Hands my dear watchers a basket filled with stones- You may now proceed with the flogging. c:
