Warning: This story may be a little bit bad, and will definitely be a whole lot of cringe. These were ideas I had long ago that I am building up to.
One day the three year old Neo Cortex was reading his books.
"What are you doing, pipsqueak?" An older clown asked.
"Just… Reading." Neo whimpered. His older brother grabbed the book from the little boy and tossed it to his other brother. The two chuckled as they played keep away as their little brother helplessly tried to get it back.
"Enough!" The eldest son took the book from the second youngest and gave it back to Neo. "I don't want to see you two picking on our little brother again.
"Yes, big brother." The two bowed in fake shame.
A few days later, Cortex was reading his books again when he saw three circus performers, a trapeze artist, an animal wrangler, and another clown with a hot prod shaped like an "N".
"NERD!" The wrangler shouted, then he branded Neo's forehead, causing him to scream in pain. He curled up as he was in tears. The three were chased off by Neo's eldest brother. He picked him up and hugged him tightly.
"They just don't understand you…" He said sadly and angrily. Neo sobbed to himself, but he was also angry. He hated his life and he hated the circus. He hated everyone he saw. Well, no more. Someday he would put a stop to it.
The next morning Neo ran away from the circus tent before the next performance.
"3...2...1…" He then heard a loud explosion that blew him back 6 meters. He chuckled to himself manically, but then he began crying out loud, then he made a noise that sounded like both.
Neo began waddling away, he didn't know where he would go until he was at a train station and hopped into one of the storage crates. He struggled a bit, but made it inside. Then he yawned to himself and fell asleep in the car, barely noticing that it was moving a bit.
About an hour later, Neo woke up and felt the train moving really fast.
"Help!" He cried out, but nobody heard him. I guess this is my new home. He thought.
About an hour later, the train parked and the conductor was looking through the cargo, when he saw a dirty little boy with an N marking on his forehead.
"Get out of here!" The conductor shouted.
"But… Sir… I have no home…" Neo said quietly.
"Get out or else I will call the police!" The conductor said. Neo sighed and climbed out of the truck. He walked for what seemed like hours until he found a pitchfork-shaped fence. He squeezed through the bars and saw what looked like a large doberman growling at him. Neo ran as fast as he could away from the dog and hid inside the building. He panted until he heard a voice.
"You don't belong here!" He heard a strict voice and the slapping of a ruler. He looked up at the teacher.
"I'm sorry…" Neo whimpered.
"I will send you to the headmaster's office at once!" The teacher picked up Neo by the shirt and carried him to an office that looked more like a witch's hovel.
"Well, well, well." Neo gulped as he heard the intimidating voice of a large overweight woman with black hair in a bun and an A on her head, not dissimilar to his marking.
"What… Is going on?" Neo asked.
"You broke and entered my school, little shrimp." The headmaster said. "Any sane principal would send you home to your parents, but I'm not sane!" She began laughing evilly.
"Please… Miss! I didn't mean to…" Neo gulped.
"You will either be imprisoned to work in the sewers for the rest of your life… Or become my student." The Principal said.
"I guess… I will be a student." Neo gulped.
"Great, you will be sent to 6th grade Room 196." The principal snapped her fingers and a robotic looking creature grabbed Neo and carried him to his classroom. Inside were a bunch of students. Three in particular caught his interest because they looked to be about his age and didn't look like total zombies. A small chubby ginger boy with a paper airplane lodged in the skin of his head and he wore a mask, a slightly taller skinny blonde boy who had screws in the sides of his forehead, and a small dumpy red haired girl in a purple robe and she had an overbite with sharp teeth.
"Um… Hey…" Neo said shyly, he sat between the two boys and paid close attention to class.
Suddenly he felt something wet and squishy on his face, a wad of saliva covered paper. He looked back and saw a much older boy with a straw.
"Another runt!" He chuckled. Cortex rolled his eyes and continued watching the teacher, trying to ignore all the other spitballs coming his way.
After class, Neo asked who the kids were.
"I'm Ned." The chubby boy said. "Ned Gin. But I prefer to be called N Gin. This is my friend, Nitrus. Nitrus Brio. Everyone calls him N Brio." Now that Neo looked at him, N Brio's head did look like a baby head.
"I'm Hydia." The little girl said proudly. "I want to be a witch when I grow up."
"How do you fit in?" Neo asked. The three kids laughed.
"Nobody really "fits in" around here." Hydia said. "We just stick with our own kind.
Neo sighed and nodded.
The next morning Neo saw an older boy throwing stones at two baby parrots who couldn't fly yet. Neo growled and threw a pebble at the boy.
"Ouch! What was that for?!" The boy growled.
"For being a big bully!" Neo shouted.
"I'm going to tell Madame Amberly that you're a goody goody!" The kid ran inside the building.
"Are you okay?" Neo asked the two parrots.
"Okay! Okay!" The green one squawked.
"I better keep you two safe… I will tell the teacher you're my project." Cortex put the two inside a birdcage he saw in the yard.