Me: Well…I've got an excuse for why this Chapter's so late. I had a massive amount of homework, I had several test and I didn't study for ANY of them, I've had a Writer's Block (that's a lie I never have a Writer's Block for this story. -_-) and I'm becoming even lazier than usual so…yeah. Here we go!
Disclaimer: "….Did the little piggy cry "wee wee wee" all the way home?"
"WEEEEEEEEEE WEEEEEEEEE!"
"MAXWELL!"
Berserk's POV
"Why the Hell did you do that?" I hissed and slapped my raven haired sister on the forehead. She growled and rubbed the now red spot.
"Because!" She screamed, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I rolled my eyes and rubbed my temples. This child gave me head aches…
"Honestly Brute, he's already horrified of you. There's no need to do…whatever the Hell you just did to him. Besides, if his hotheaded girlfriend ever catches wind of you kissing him, she'll kick your ass." She snorted at this.
"Oh pu-leese Berserk! I could take that bitch down in ten second! Maybe even five!" Brute laughed loudly. I glared at her and slapped her across the face. She cried out in pain and grabbed her cheek. "Why do you keep hitting me?"
"It's not like anybody's going to call the police because she's abusing an animal." Brat joked, bouncing over to the two. She smirked at Brute, who simply scowled at her, and wrapped her skinny arms around mine.
"Oh, shut it you whore." Brute murmured. Brat cocked her head.
"Oh, I'm the whore? Even though your going around doing every guy in sight?" She spat. Brute growled at her younger sister. I glared at Brat.
"I swear, if your not silent…" I began, clenching her teeth. Brat gulped and nodded, letting go of me and scooting away a bit. Brute laughed at this, but stopped when she felt two red eyes looking right through her. "Is something funny?"
"Uh…n-no, Berserk. N-nothing's f-funny." She stammered, trying not to tremble.
"Good. Now then. I want you both to listen, and you better listen good, because I'm not saying this again! You better not do ANYTHING to screw up Princess' plan! And that means no fighting the Power Puffs, no screwing with the Rowdy Ruffs head unless your seducing him into joining us, and absolutely, positively, NO DRUGS!" I grabbed Brute by the collar of her shirt and pressed her nose against mine. "Got it? Good. I'm not getting expelled because you decide to get high instead of going to class! You can be a crackhead on your own time!" I shoved my sister away and looked at Brat. "You better quit messing around and make friends with that Blue Rowdy Ruff, or else Princess is going to have a fit."
"Since when did you care about Princess?" Brute asked harshly, straitening out her shirt. I didn't look at her.
"I never said I did, and I never will. Any more dumb questions? I thought not. Now, get to work, or else." With that, I walked over to my desk and sat down. I grabbed my pencil case out of my bag and slammed it onto the table.
'Could this day get any worse?' I thought and stared out the window as my idiot sisters made their way to their seats. The door opened and three teens made their way inside.'Probably newbies who didn't know where the Hell they were going.' I thought, not looking away from the outside world, where I longed to be. 'I'd KILL to go to the Library right about now. Read a good novel…Maybe four. I haven't read anything good in a while. Heck, I haven't read anything in a while! All this "high school" shit has really made it hard to read what I like to read. It's very depressing…'
"You mean the dorky teacher is even here yet?" One of the three students, obviously a girl, sighed.
"Oh 'eally? I 'and't noticed the bloody 'eacher wasn't here yet! How'd you 'igure out?" The other girl, an Australian, sarcastically said.
"Okay, no need to be snippy."
"Will you two shut up for just one damn second?" My head snapped over to the door when I heard that voice. There stood a girl with tan skin, purple eyes and white hair. Beside her was a brunette with pale skin and green eyes. And to the very left stood Princess!
'OH SHIT!' I thought, my heart racing. I was pretty sure my sisters, the Power Puff's and the Rowdy Ruff's were thinking the exact same thing, because they had the exact same facial expression on their faces as I did.
"I'm so screwed…" I whispered. The evil redhead looked over to me and my sisters and made a face. Obviously she wasn't to keen on having class with us either.
"Who you making faces at, bitch?" I heard Buttercup whisper. Bell, who was sitting next to her, giggled. I sighed and slammed my head down on my table.
"As 'Kira 'ust said. No 'eed to be 'nippy, mate." The brunette said. The whitette and the Aussie walked over to an empty table and sat next to each other.
"Hello Berserk." I looked up and lazily waved at her.
"Hey Princess. What do you want?" I asked. She raised an eyebrow.
"Now is that anyway to speak to royalty?" I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"Princess, just because your name is "Princess" and you walk around wearing that frilly tiara of yours, doesn't mean your royalty." I explained for the sixth time, pointing to the gaudy golden crown sitting upon her head. There was a single ruby in the middle of it. She huffed and slapped my hand.
"Wrong again my darling psychopath." She said and pointed to the chair next to me. "Anyone sitting there?"
"Does it look like anyone's sitting there?"
"Don't get smart. Now answer my damn question, slave. Is anyone fucking sitting here?" I winced at her tone. I had overdone it. I was working her nerves, and that's never a good thing. I wasn't scared of Princess, it's just that she's annoying as Hell when she was pissed. Like, seriously. She would just bother you and bother you all day long. Maybe even until you die if she was bored.
I shook my head and she pulled the chair out and plopped down.
"Why do you have to sit here?" I asked. It had came out bitchier then intended, but she paid no mind to it.
"Because there's no where else to sit, smart ass." Princess answered, examining her long nails that were painted gold. "Why don't you make yourself useful and tell me how much progress you and the other misfits have made with the Ruffs."
"Well…" I began, inching away from the soon to be enraged girl. "Brat's been doing…okay I guess, but she's been hanging with me and Brute more than Boomer. And Brute…well, she and Butch don't really get along."
"And why not?"
"Because…Seven years ago. Butch and her went to the carnival and-"
"I don't whanna hear no sob story! Tell me why she hasn't made friends with him!"
"He raped her dumb ass!" I screamed, losing patience with my boss. She narrowed her eyes at me, and in a cold, cruel voice she said:
"I couldn't care less."
I. Went. Ballistic.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU COULDN'T CARE LESS?" I boomed, grabbing Princess by her hair. "Do you have any feelings at all? Or are you just a selfish bitch that only cares about herself?" She was silent, but her eyes said it all. I let her go and sat back down, not looking at her. Everyone was staring at me, simply because I had just stood up to Princess. Freaking. Princess.
'I'm screwed, I'm screwed, I'm so, totally SCREWED!' I thought, over and over again. I quickly snuck a look at Princess. She had made her lips into a thin line, her eyes were still narrow and she was tapping her finger-nails against the table. She was pissed.
'Oh yeah, I'm fucking screwed. She's going to kill me! Well…not kill, but she's going to jump me and then beat the crap out of me because I was so surprised that she'd actually jump me and then I'd get the crap beaten out of me because she jumped me and I'd be so surprised that she jumped me and I'd get the crap-Wait, I'm just repeating myself…Either way, she's going to KILL me! Well not kill me just jump-UGH! Forget it!'
The door opened for the third time today, and a man with white frizzy hair, large circle glasses, a white frizzy mustache and a lab coat walked in. He gave us a psychotic smile.
"Helllloooooooo children! I am PROFESSOR DOCTOR HECTOR FITERITZ EMANUEL RICARDO CHIN-LEE THE SECOND! But you may call me "DOCTOR PROFESSOR FITERITZ!" Or Professor Fiteritz. Whatever works for you." He shouted, causing many of the students to laugh. "Now then. As you already know, this is SCIENCE CLASS! But not any science class, MY science class! Which means you'll follow MY RULES! But don't worry. The only real ones are to not die." The class laughed again. "And not to blow up the lab, even though I do that on a daily basis. ANYWAYS! Let us get STARTED! We're going to start by introducing ourselves. YOU! Girl in the front with the green eyes and red hair. GET UP HERE and tell us who you are." He said, pointing to Princess. She sighed and stood up. When she walled up to the front of the classroom, she glared at everyone before beginning.
"My name, as you all already know, is Princess Morebucks."
"GREETINGS FROM JUPITER Ms. Morebucks! Please, tell us what you LIKE and what you DON'T LIKE!" The Professor told her. She groaned, rolled her eyes and looked back the class.
"I like money. And boys. I don't like school, poor people, losers, annoying people, girls who try and steal my spotlight, and they all FAIL at it. Oh, I also hate the Power Puff's. Especially Blossom!" She and Blossom glared at each other.
"The feelings mutual, trust me." Blossom hissed. Princess sat back down and mumbled something about "killing Blossom first." Professor Fiteritz clapped his hands and gave us that creepy smile of his.
"Excellent! Now then, WHO'S next?" He pointed to Bell and she excitedly came up. This went on for the next few minutes. After we were all done introducing ourselves, the professor came over to me.
"YOU! My dear Berserk, oh what a lovely name you have there. I like it SO MUCH, I think I may have you be my ASSISTANT for the DAY! Wouldn't that be JOYUS?" I blinked and nodded at him.
"Sure…I guess." He smiled and grabbed my wrist.
"Good! GOOD! Now, come with ME YOUNG LADY, so you can pass out these PAPERS I HAVE FOR THE CLASS. Today is just a JOYUS DAY, IS IT NOT?" I shrugged and passed out the worksheets.
'God he's a freak.' I thought and slammed a sheet in front of Princess, who simply rolled her eyes and flipped me off. I growled, returning the rude gesture and walking over to the next table.
After I had passed out the rest of the worksheets and we completed it, we had a few minutes to relax.
"He's weird." Brat said as she sat on my table.
"Like your one to talk." Brute snickered, leaning against the wall. Brat stuck her tongue out at her.
"Could you two be anymore immature?" I asked, rocking back and forth in my chair. They looked at each other and then back at me.
"Possibly." The said in union. I shook my head.
"I wish I hadn't asked." We laughed a bit and then we were silent. Brat twirled a piece of her blond hair around her finger and let it go, only to twirl it again. Brute looked like she had fallen asleep. Knowing my sister, she probably had.
"Brute, wake the hell up." I said, closing my eyes and leaning back. She simply grunted and threw a piece of paper at me. I snatched the crumpled paper out of mid-air and threw it right back at her. It hit her smack-dab in the face and she groaned.
"Quit it Berserk! I'm trying to sleep!" She whined. I shrugged.
"Not my problem. Now get up."
"Only if you get up first!" I opened my left eye.
"I don't have to listen to you."
"Well then I don't have to listen to you!"
"Yes you do."
"Why?"
"Because, I said so." With that, I went back to daydreaming. Brat giggled as Brute's jaw hit the floor. She'd been outwitted with those four simple words. I'd laugh if I'd actually cared, but that wasn't what I was thinking about at the moment. What I was thinking about was ways I could actually go to science class everyday without killing Princess. Or myself. But mostly Princess.
'This is going to be a looooooong year…' I thought. I yawned and my eyes got heavier. 'Damn I'm tired. Maybe I should get some rest. Yeah, that'd be smart. I not only have to deal with Princess and my sisters, but the damn Gang Green Gang. And Ace. I fucking hate Ace. A lot. Damn I'm tired.' I finally fell asleep, knowing I'd need it for later.
"You better not!"I heard Brat whisper, before I fell asleep.
"What? She get's to sleep and I don't?" Brute hissed.
"It's not that! It's just…she's so tired, and she does so much for us. At least let her get five minute! And keep it down!"
"Ohhhh, alright. I'll punch her later!"
I would've rolled my eyes at that last comment, if they hadn't have been closed.
I know that wasn't long, but I just don't feel like writing at more at the moment. I'm sleepy as hell, and that's exactly why Brute and Berserk were falling asleep in class. Well, I'm going to go check out some Yaoi, then go to bed. PEACE!
