Chapter 8: It's Your Own Fault
Godzilla was feeling good after the first day of club activities, partly because he just enjoyed it and partly because Mothra had paid him a surprise visit, or at least, he had been feeling good until he got back to his dorm and remembered his homework. "Aw damnit." Godzilla said as he pulled out the list of assignments he had to finish, "This is gonna take me all night." He grumbled in defeat, silently chastising himself for not being more discerning with the classes he chose. He decided to get biology out of the way first since it was the course he struggled with most, it only took about 10 minutes before he was ready to give up though as he re-red the same paragraph a fifth time, "How the Hell do you pronounce this?" Godzilla muttered. He found salvation however when his phone signalled a text from Rodan.
Rodan: Anguirus and I are coming over to study, we're hoping that all three of our walnut sized brains together might be able to squeeze out a couple of answers.
Godzilla: Me like idea. Thinking part hurt from big word.
Rodan: We'll be there in five minutes.
And with that Godzilla decided to just lie down and let his brain rest until they arrived.
Just as Rodan said, five minutes later Godzilla heard a knock at his door and went to let the two in. "Hey guys... Rodan, what's wrong with your forehead?" Godzilla asked upon seeing him, "I hit myself with my book in anger." Rodan replied, Godzilla just nodded and grunted in acceptance since he was honestly only a couple seconds away from likely doing the same thing when they texted him. "Me see you too make the dumb talk because book evil." Anguirus joked as he walked by, "Honestly though, I think I made a mistake when I threw calculus in as my last class. It makes my brain itch." "I see, I'm getting killed by evo bio. What about Rodan?" Godzilla said as he shut and locked the door, "You don't know? He decided to take Spanish." Anguirus replied as he sat down. Godzilla immediately turned to Rodan, "WHY?" he asked, "I thought I could bullshit my way through it with stuff I remembered from the menu of a taco place downtown!" Rodan cried in dismay. Arguments, jabs, sarcasm, and the occasional bit of actually useful information filled the room for the next couple of hours and progress was slowly made by the trio. "It's finally over." Godzilla sighed in relief as he packed away the essay for his biology class, "Why didn't anyone tell me Spain ad Mexico were different places." Rodan griped as he packed his own assignment away, "I've been living a lie this whole time.", "Anguirus, how are you doing?" Godzilla asked Anguirus responded by slamming his book shut, tossing it away, groaning, and slamming his head onto the table and weakly giving the other two a thumbs up. "Alright, the Hell assignments are done, what next?" Rodan inquired, almost afraid of the answer, "Nothing," Godzilla responded, "it's three A.M.", "Oh good." Rodan replied. "I'm tired as shit, so I'm going to bed, you two can use the couch and there's extra blankets and stuff... fucking somewhere... I can't think right now. Night guys." Godzilla informed Anguirus and Rodan before disappearing into his room. Anguirus found the extra blankets and small futon in a closet next to the bathroom, after which he and Rodan flipped a coin for the couch, Rodan lost, and the three very exhausted young men finally got to sleep.
Notes: I know this chapter is really short and I apologize, I had a lot going on between work, family matters, and a cold running amok within said family. Everything is starting to settle down now though, and everyone, myself included, is now recovering from being sick. So with this, I will be back to my normal schedule and normal chapter lengths. As always, any feedback, comments, or questions are welcome as long as you're respectful and, again, feel free to spread the link around to anyone who you think might enjoy this.
