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~Chapter 2: Book Woes~
"That's it. I surrender," said Clef, chucking the book back into the shelves. "Not ONE single reliable book." He put his pen back into his pencil case. Eagle dropped his head to the book he was reading with a *thud*. "Eagle, what the heck are you reading? It's thicker than my encyclopedia," commented Ferio, smoothing down his hair. Umi returned with books. Tons. "COOKERY books?" groaned Clef. "Umi, you're impossible."
Eagle lifted his head and showed them the cover. Lantis stared. " 'Great Expectations' by Charles Dickens?!" Lantis put his hand to Eagle's forehead. "You SURE you're okay, mate?" Ascot looked at the back page. "Seven hundred and fifty page edition. Anybody got the number of the local mental clinic?" Eagle gave him an ugly look. Just then Hikaru appeared, accompanied by Fuu. Hikaru's eyes had bags under them and she dumped a shower of papers onto the library table. "Hie, Hikaru," said Ascot. "You look like a panda today." "Yeah, and you look like a baboon's arse," Hikaru retorted. "Now leave me alone." Ascot looked like he had just sat on a hedgehog.
Ferio was about to get started on his book report when in came Mrs Pickett. "Oh no," he grumped. "It's Mrs Nit-Pickett." Mrs Pickett was a thin, skinny woman with a mouth as sour as an unripe lemon. In her arms was crammed every single old and reliable copy of Romeo and Juliet. Clef swelled like a bullfrog. "Mean old bi-" "LANGUAGE!" hissed Umi. Clef bit his tongue, and hurriedly corrected himself. "Batty old crone," muttered Lantis. Mrs Pickett saw the group and trooped over. "So, found a book?" she asked sourly. Ferio opened his mouth to say "yes" but Lantis kicked him under the table.
"Ye-No."
"Excuse me, Ferio?"
"No, Mrs Pickett."
Mrs Pickett then sent the whole armful of books on top of Fuu's hand. "Well, chop chop! I want those reports in by tomorrow or it's zero for everyone!" she snapped, sauntering away.
Whilst Ferio helped Fuu get her hand out from the mountain of books, Clef was perusing a faded Romeo and Juliet book, trying to make sense of the jibberish inside. Finally he threw it aside in disgust. "Ugh. *FRENCH*. That book was in *FRENCH*. I feel like throwing my chair at ol' Nit-Picker." "Stop whinin', Clef," muttered Ascot. "I'm going to go get a butter knife." Hikaru looked up. "A butter-knife? Why bother when you've already got one for a nose?" "I'll ignore that sarcastic comment," said Ascot coolly. "I want a butter-knife to puncture my lungs." "Yeah, you go do that," retorted Umi. "We'll all miss you." Ascot's ears turned bright pink and he flung a baking book at Umi.
Author's Notes: ADOI! YES! Chappie 2 is up. Now, be nice and R&R or Schizo may just have to put you at the mercy of the Rabid Pink Fluffy Bunny Slippers. ^~^ See ya.
~Chapter 2: Book Woes~
"That's it. I surrender," said Clef, chucking the book back into the shelves. "Not ONE single reliable book." He put his pen back into his pencil case. Eagle dropped his head to the book he was reading with a *thud*. "Eagle, what the heck are you reading? It's thicker than my encyclopedia," commented Ferio, smoothing down his hair. Umi returned with books. Tons. "COOKERY books?" groaned Clef. "Umi, you're impossible."
Eagle lifted his head and showed them the cover. Lantis stared. " 'Great Expectations' by Charles Dickens?!" Lantis put his hand to Eagle's forehead. "You SURE you're okay, mate?" Ascot looked at the back page. "Seven hundred and fifty page edition. Anybody got the number of the local mental clinic?" Eagle gave him an ugly look. Just then Hikaru appeared, accompanied by Fuu. Hikaru's eyes had bags under them and she dumped a shower of papers onto the library table. "Hie, Hikaru," said Ascot. "You look like a panda today." "Yeah, and you look like a baboon's arse," Hikaru retorted. "Now leave me alone." Ascot looked like he had just sat on a hedgehog.
Ferio was about to get started on his book report when in came Mrs Pickett. "Oh no," he grumped. "It's Mrs Nit-Pickett." Mrs Pickett was a thin, skinny woman with a mouth as sour as an unripe lemon. In her arms was crammed every single old and reliable copy of Romeo and Juliet. Clef swelled like a bullfrog. "Mean old bi-" "LANGUAGE!" hissed Umi. Clef bit his tongue, and hurriedly corrected himself. "Batty old crone," muttered Lantis. Mrs Pickett saw the group and trooped over. "So, found a book?" she asked sourly. Ferio opened his mouth to say "yes" but Lantis kicked him under the table.
"Ye-No."
"Excuse me, Ferio?"
"No, Mrs Pickett."
Mrs Pickett then sent the whole armful of books on top of Fuu's hand. "Well, chop chop! I want those reports in by tomorrow or it's zero for everyone!" she snapped, sauntering away.
Whilst Ferio helped Fuu get her hand out from the mountain of books, Clef was perusing a faded Romeo and Juliet book, trying to make sense of the jibberish inside. Finally he threw it aside in disgust. "Ugh. *FRENCH*. That book was in *FRENCH*. I feel like throwing my chair at ol' Nit-Picker." "Stop whinin', Clef," muttered Ascot. "I'm going to go get a butter knife." Hikaru looked up. "A butter-knife? Why bother when you've already got one for a nose?" "I'll ignore that sarcastic comment," said Ascot coolly. "I want a butter-knife to puncture my lungs." "Yeah, you go do that," retorted Umi. "We'll all miss you." Ascot's ears turned bright pink and he flung a baking book at Umi.
Author's Notes: ADOI! YES! Chappie 2 is up. Now, be nice and R&R or Schizo may just have to put you at the mercy of the Rabid Pink Fluffy Bunny Slippers. ^~^ See ya.