Hey people. Just wanted to give you a Happy Turkey Day update, so here it is.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, Bleach is not mine. This fic is, though, and if you copy it in any way, I'll skin you alive.
Karin scrolled through the text messages on her phone, and found one from Chad. R u bored? Karin replied "Hell yeah." She walked out of the room, telling the teacher's assistant that she was at the restroom. She went out to the parking lot instead, and dialed Chad's number.
"Hey! Save me from the boredom!" She leaned against the truck.
"Why don't you sleep? It's not like they grade you for this; you just have to show up."
"I tried. They sent me to the nurses office, who requested that I get tested for a number of problems. I have about five minutes left before they send someone after me. If I'm caught skipping, I'm SOL." Karin complained to him for another couple minutes, and went back into the most boring class on this earth.
"Miss Kurosaki!" Karin jolted from hanging between awake and unconscious. " Can we see your sonogram? I really need an example. I forgot to bring the ones from my house." Karin glared at the teacher.
"No. I've told you 'No' about thirty times already, and until it gets through your think, ugly skull, I'm going to get more and more hostile every time!" Karin stood up from her seat, and started toward the door.
"Oh-ho-ho, sounds like the hormones talking!" The teacher wagged her finger towards Karin.
"Well, I'm about to show you what my hormones can do. Prepare for your date with the ground." Karin then decked this old hag one, and walked out of the room, leaving her with a black eye.
Karin opened the door to Chad's house, and he looked up from his computer. "Aren't you-" He didn't get to finish because Karin shot a glare his way.
"No, it doesn't end this early. I decked the teacher." She flopped down on the couch, and grabbed the blanket off the back.
"Why? What'd she do?" He made her scoot over a bit, and then let her lay in his lap.
"She asked for a sonogram; it's the thirtieth time she's asked for one. I wish Holly could've been there but-"
"Stefan called a few minutes before you got home; she woke up, and she's fine." He watched as her face fell; he was going to get it now.
"Whay the hell didn't you call me the moment he called? You idiot!" She bolted up from the couch, and grabbed his keys from the coffe table.
Lucky Chad. His girls is having moodswings, few and far between, but they got worse each time. The worse the moodswings get, the closer he is to losing the ability to reproduce. Then there's the delivery room...let's not go there.
Another update for ya! A bit short, but here it is anyway...