Geez, I finally updated! Enjoy! Disclaimer in chapter one.
Sorry about the horrible scene transitions, this piece of junk keeps deleting my formatting... You'll just have to bear with it...
Chapter 2: Bloody Mary
Dark ran down the hallway, clinging to Daisuke's sleeve to pull him along. Daisuke gasped for air, winded from running with his arm being tugged in odd directions. "Dark," he wheezed, "You can... let go... of me now!"
His friend glanced back in surprise, as if he hadn't even realized that he still had hold of the shorter boy, "Oops, sorry, Dai-chan," he let go, "But, really though, if we want to pull this off, we have to get in and out as quick as possible, so hurry up!"
Daisuke frowned as he caught up with Dark, "Well if you hadn't stoppped to socialize, we would already be done and back to lunch."
"What?!" Dark yelped, "If I hadn't stopped to socialize?! As I recall, you were right there with me, chattin' away like it was morning tea. Besides, you were talkin' to 'em first."
"That was because...!" Daisuke sighed, "Oh, never mind. Look, there's the water closet. Let's just do this." The two of them stopped in front of an old, wooden door. On the lintel was a rusty old plaque that read: Water Distribution Room. Authorized personel only. Daisuke tried the door, "It's locked. You're turn, Dark." He moved to the side, making room for the taller boy.
Bending over, Dark plucked a paperclip from a sewn-over fold in the lower right leg of his pants. Straightening it, he stuck one end into the key hole and wiggled it around, "Oooh, Dai, they got a new lock for this door. It's a pretty good one, too!"
"Can you open it?" Daisuke asked, glancing up and down the hallway for any wandering faculty. Dark sniffed and didn't bother to respond; the small click that signaled an unlocked door was answer enough.
Dark pulled the door open and gestured Daisuke through with a flourish, "After you, my dear."
Daisuke rolled his eyes, but entered the room regardless. He snapped the lightswitch to 'on' and Dark shut the door behind them. The red head squinted around at the machinary, "Soooo, which one is the storage tank?"
"I don't know," Dark frowned and rubbed the back of his neck, "Just look for something that says water storage. If not that, then anything about water purifying. If we find the purifier, the holding tank can't be far away. And if that doesn't work, we'll just find someplace else to dump these." He held up four small, plastic bottles.
Daisuke stared at his friend in astonishment.
"What?" Dark asked, frowning, "Is there something on my face?"
"Dark," Daisuke breathed, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Huh? Tell you what?" Dark's face twisted in confusion.
"Why didn't you tell me that you had a brain?" he finished. Dark shot him an annoyed look and Daisuke laughed, "Ah, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, it was just too perfect."
"Oh, well. I guess I should expect no less from you, Dai," he grinned, "You learned from the best."
"You're right," Daisuke admitted, smiling innocently, "After all, I was self-taught."
"Ouch," Dark laughed and turned to begin looking for the water tank. After a couple of minutes of fruitless searching, Daisuke found a solution. Or rather, he tripped over it.
"Owwww," Daisuke groaned, rubbing the shoulder he'd landed on, "What the bloody hell was that?" He leaned close to the floor to inspect the cause of his downfall (hahahaha). It was the lidded end of a water pipe. On the cap were the words: Water Storage. "Hey, Dark, " he called, "I found it."
"Oh?" Dark made his way over, swatting at a few cobwebs clinging to his nose. He knelt next to Daisuke and gestured at the pipe, "This it?"
Daisuke nodded, "Yeah, now let's do this. Third hour starts soon and Mrs. Puisis gets freaky when you're late." He unscrewed the cap and waited while Dark carefully emptied the contents of the bottles into the tank. "Ok, let's go." he replaced the lid, stood up and dusted himself off. Dark nodded and followed suit, shoving the empty bottles into a pocket. He didn't notice when one missed the pocket and fell to the floor.
The two boys made their way to the door and left the room, flipping the lightswitch on the way out.
In the middle of the floor lay an empty bottle of Ultra Strength Halloween Food Dye.
"Damnit, Takeshi!" Masahiro glared at the amateur reporter, "I did not skip class just to hang around in the bathroom and listen to you yap about some girl you met at the stupid museum."
"Fine," Takeshi threw up his arms, "Let's play a game then!"
Masahiro raised an eyebrow, "A game." Takeshi nodded. "What game do you have in mind, pray tell?"
The psychopathic reporter grinned and paused dramatically, "...Bloody Mary!"
Masahiro nearly fell over, "Bloody Mary? Are you serious? Last time I played that, I was in fourth grade. Don't you think we're a little bit old for that sorta thing?"
"No, no, not at all," Takeshi assured him, "This version's different. For one, you don't have to have the lights off; and for two, you use running water instead of a mirror."
"Did you just make that up?" the other teen asked suspiciously.
"Yup!" Takeshi grinned happily, "Wanna play?"
Masahiro sighed, "Whatever."
Takeshi cheered and turned the faucet on, "Ok, on the count of three, stare at the stream of water and say 'Bloody Mary, I killed your children' five times. One. Two. Three!"
"Bloody Mary, I killed your children," they chanted in unison.
"Bloody Mary, I killed your children."
The water hitched a little in the tap.
"Bloody Mary, I killed your children."
The power of the water flow intensified.
"Bloody Mary, I killed your children."
A barely noticable pink tint colored the water in the sink.
"Bloody Mary, I killed your children."
All of a sudden, a stream of dark red gushed so hard from the faucet that it spattered up over the two boys, drenching them in red. As one, they let loose a pair of blood curdling screams and ran from the bathroom. On the floor, they left a trail of red as they took off down the hallway, still screaming.
Across the school, Satoshi sat quietly at his assigned lab table in chemistry, waiting for his lab partner, Riku Harada, to return with the nitrate. To pass the time, he looked over the lab instructions: three mililiters nitrate, Riku was getting that, sixteen mililiters water, he could do that at least. Snagging the graduated cylinder, he moved over to the sink and turned the water on cold. But instead of fresh, clear water, out of the tap flowed a river of dark red... something.
Jumping back, Satoshi yelped in alarm, "Holy shit, what the hell is that!"
The whole class paused to stare and Mrs. Wink, his chem teacher, frowned at him disaprovingly, "Mr. Hiwatari, we do not use that kind of language in class; save it for the presidential elections." She walked over to the sink, "And we do not leave the water-- Holy shit!"
Krad sighed for the fifth time in as many minutes. Not only was his FST class full of nothing but brainy know-it-alls who wouldn't know fun if it bit them in the arse, but they expected him to be just like them and actually brag about getting the highest score in the grade book. And yes, there were already scores in the book. The minute class began, the teacher, Mr. Kudwa, had plunked a five page evaluation test on their desks and told them to finish the whole thing in ten minutes. Not that Krad thought he would get anything lower than top score on the pop exam, he just didn't like listening to everyone else brag about the grades they hadn't even received yet.
He was in middle of his sixth sigh, when a series of loud screams erupted from the end of the hallway in the girls locker room. The entire class rushed into the hallway just in time to see the girl's swim team rush out of the locker room in towels and swimsuits. They were dripping something bright red all over the place and the lot of them were completely hysterical.
Krad's eyes widened in shock as he noticed just how much the red liquid dripping from the girls looked like blood...
In metal shop, Dark leaned back in his chair, listening in glee as class by class, the school broke into pandemonium. He grinned and mentally congratulated himself and Dai-chan on a prank well pulled.
Daisuke grinned and hopped up on the library desk, watching in amused silence as Mrs. Puisis, the school librarian, ran in panicked circles around the library. Yes Dark, he thought, this was definately a good one.
A/N: That was kind of funny. All the teachers I used just so happen to be ones at my school (except for the College Writing teacher in chappie one), and yes, that's pretty much what they're like. -- Sad, isn't it? OMG! I am such a bloody chicken! As I was writing the bloody mary scene I was so scared! I don't handle scary stuff very well, even stuff that I wrote! I had a bad experience with that game, okay? And then, to top it all off, the clock turned 11:11 just as I finished writing that scene! It was scary! I spent the whole minute curled in the fetal position.... Well anyway, expect an update within.... two weeks? Don't hold me to that. Could be sooner, could be later, you never know. REVIEW AND I SWEAR I'LL WRITE FASTER! PRAISE INSPIRES ME!