OMG! Could it be? A new chapie? AHHHHH! (Deranged fill in.) I missed you guys A LOT! Anyway on with the story! WOOT!
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Otto, Nova, and the red one were all in the main room having a serious discussion.
"Have you guys ever heard of geliophobia?" Otto asked. Nova and Sparx shook their heads. "It's fear of laughter . . . I think Antauri might have it." Nova and Sparx chuckled.
"How about venustraphobia?" Sparx smiled. The other two simians shook their heads. "It's a fear of beautiful women. How much you wanna bet Gibson has that!" Sparx and Otto busted out laughing.
"Ablutophobia. Fear of bathing or washing. I think you have that Sparx." Nova said coyly.
"Arachibutyrophobia. Fear of Peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth." Otto said nonchalant. Nova cocked an eye brow.
"There's a fear for that?" Nova shook her head. "Somebody who came up with all these phobias needs to get a life." Mandarin walked into the room.
"." He said before exiting once more. The three simians sat there staring at the door Mandarin just appeared out of.
"I think that was a fear of long words." Otto said.
"Phobophobia is a fear of fear." Sparx said.
"Like I said. Someone who came up with these need to get a life." The golden simian shook her head.
"I'm sorry I gotta switch topics now because I wanna talk about stupid questions that make you think." said Otto.
"'Kay, go for it." Sparx sat back.
"Why are softballs hard?" The green monkey asked. Nova and Sparx looked at each other and shrugged. "Why must you stop at a drive through?" Again Sparx and Nova did not answer. "Can blind people see their dreams? Why is an electrical outlet called an outlet when you plug things into it? Shouldn't it be called an inlet. Why isn't 11 pronounced "onety-one"? What color would a smurf turn if you choked it? " Otto finished and the other two monkeys just sat staring at him not making a single movement.
"Th-those are good questions Otto . . ." Nova trailed off. "The truth is Otto I really don't know." Sparx smiled.
"I don't know why eleven isn't pronounced onety-one, either."
Madagascar
The tenth grade class are now sitting along a white sand beach talking and having fellowship.
"Where are we going after this?" Chiro asked no one in particular. Gibson looked at his schedule.
"Brazil then Colombia, after that is Latin America, Mexico, Arizona-"
"My cousin is wanted in that state!" Jacob said. Gibson cocked a brow at Chiro's friend.
"Erm . . . 'Kay. Then It's to Nevada." Navada looked up at her substitute teacher. "What?"
"You said my name?" she scowled.
"I was talking about the state, Navada." Gibson looked back at the schedule. "Then back to Michigan. So basically we have seven more destinations." Zinnaux scratched his head.
"Long trip." He muttered. "Do they do this every year?" Miss. Steel nodded.
"Tenth graders go to Earth. For the senior year we come back to Earth but stay in Europe."
"So what are we doing here?" Navada asked.
"Mr. Gibson is going to give a lecture in the rainforest." Miss. Steel said. The kids groaned. Gibson rolled his eyes.
"Yeah I'm not to thrilled about it either." Gibson sighed.
"Do I have to listen to that lecture?" Zinnaux asked curling his upper lip in disgust.
"No. I'm not going to listen to it either." Antauri said. Gibson eyes dilated and he growled.
"Wha- Why?" Gibson asked. Antauri didn't answer.
"Shall we just get this show on the road?" Mikki asked. Beth spoke up.
"Everyone follow me." She said walking into the forest. The sophomores following. Later all the kids were sitting around Gibson as he taught them chemistry. He walked up to Dana and asked the kids.
"Now kids. Do you think Dana and I have chemistry?" The kids rolled their eyes. "I was kidding." An awkward silence lingered for a while. Miss. Steel interrupted.
"What's wrong Mr. Gibson?" Gibson shook his head.
"Nothing! It's nothing! Actually I didn't really prepare a science lesson for the kids." Miss. Steel narrowed her eyes at him.
"Fine! Class dismissed. Go hang out on the beach or something." The kids ran off and it was just Miss. Steel and Gibson now. The principle walked up to the blue monkey. Her face merely inches away from his. "You are on my last nerve, son. You better watch it." Gibson winced at her breath.
"Ever consider eating a mint . . . or brushing your teeth?" Miss. Steel growled and used the back of her hand to slap him across the face. Gibson groaned. Miss. Steel grabbed him by the scruff of his neck.
"You should really adjust your attitude, Hal Gibson. Or I'll adjust it for you." She released him from her grasp and stomped away. Gibson sat in the forest alone for another moment before getting up and heading toward the beach where everyone else was. On the beach Antauri and Larissa were laying down side by side on the sand. Gibson sat down next to them.
"That was fast." Larissa said. She looked at the blue male. "What happened?"
"Nothing." Gibson scratched his head. "I didn't prepare a lecture, Miss. Steel got angry, now I'm here talking to you." He mumbled. Zinnaux and Midnight walked up to the trio of monkeys and sat down.
"Miss. Steel is fumed. What did you do?" Midnight asked. Gibson groaned.
"I just finished explaining what happened to them." Adeliegh then walked up to the mesh of colored monkeys.
"Why Miss. Steel so angry?" Gibson looked at her for a long moment then got up and walked away. "What's wrong." She asked Antauri. The silver monkey shrugged. Larissa got up and brushed herself off. "I'm going to go find Dana." She kissed Antauri's cheek and left. Gibson walked up to Miss. Steel who is sitting by a fire and sat next to her.
"Can I talk to you?" He asked.
Sorry It was short. I'm still trying to jump back on this story. I realized that half the people that used to like this story or have an oc in this fic. aren't even interested in SRMTHFG! anymore. I guess that's what happens when I don't update in a long time.
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