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Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fanfic, except Matt and a jar of cookies. Yay! Cookies! (Quietly munches on cookies.) Begin the story!
The four teenagers were running their asses off to get to class on time.
Kelly: Fuck! Dr. Crowler's gonna kill us!
Matt, suddenly stopping: Huh? Dr. Crowler? I thought we were going to duel strategy class?
Kaddy: Ya, Dr. Crowler is the only actual teacher in this place.
Brogan: Well, he's dead.
Kelly & Kaddy, wearing sombreros and moustaches for some reason; Kay? ( Obviously, I don't speak Spanish.)
Matt: Yay, she rammed a hole through him or something after I kicked his ass in a duel.
Brogan: I did?
Matt: I don't know, I don't read my own fics.
Kelly: Fics?
Matt & brogan: Uh... let's get to class.
They the bolted through the door to class that conveniently appeared before them, then took their seats.
Matt, whispering to Brogan: Uh... so do we just sit here in silence all day, or what?
Brogan: I don't know, as long as he... HIDE ME!
Brogan the dived under Matt's part of the desk as Jaden walked into the room.
Jaden, wearing a tremendous amount of, how the kid's say, bling: Yo, yo, yo! Where my peeps at?
Jaden, noticing the empty seat next to Matt: Yo! My brother from another mother!
He then jumped over the tables, unfortunately killing a Ra Yellow in the process, and landed in the seat beside him.
Matt, slapping his head: Oh god no.
Jaden: Yo! Where dat hoe you wit?
Matt, patience snapping in half: FOR THE LOVE OF FUCKING GOD! YOU ARE NOT FUCKING BLACK, SO STOP TALKING LIKE YOU ARE!
Jaden: Whoa! Why you gotta spread da hate like dat? Don't make me play the race card!
Matt: WHAT FUCKING RACE CARD! WE HAVE THE SAME FUCKING SKIN COLOR!
JAden: What you talk'n bout? You're a cracker-ass white boy, and I'm a mother fucking GANG-STA! I'll pop a cap in yo ass...
Jaden then passed out. Syrus and Chumley stormed into the class.
Chumley: There he is!
Syrus: Oh thank Yugi!
Chumley, talking to Matt: Don't worry, he always acts like this when he's hung-over, what was he just acting like? Clown? Army Sgt.?
Matt: UH,... he was acting like a ghetto raised gang-sta.
Chumley: SHIT! THAT MEANS THE NEXT STEP IS...
Jaden suddenly rose up from the table, no wearing a feather boa and rhinestone pumps.
Jaden: How ya doing, big boy?
Matt and Chumley: AH! TRANSVESTITE!
Syrus, thinking: Why did my pants just get tighter? (Sorry, but since I'm in Yu-gi-oh country, there has to be at least one gay character, I mean, have you read any other Yu-gi-oh, they're all gay, so I normally stay away from here.)
Matt then threw a grenade at Jaden blowing him up and sending him into the ceiling. Brogan then climbed out from in between Matt's legs (You so knew I was gonna say that, don't be surprised.) and back into her seat.
Brogan, fixing her hair: So, uh, were's the teacher?
Suddenly, the back doors burst open.
Mysterious voice: I pity the fool who don't wanna learn?
Matt: AWESOME!
----End of Chapter----
(Yay! Sort of a cliffhanger! I like pie! Meeps!)
In the famous words of M. Knight Shamalan, "What a twist!", so anyway, review or I will send a pack of homosexual dogs to rape you in the night. I like pie! Meeps!
