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Fieldtrips and Drama classes

Oh it is lovely to be at school. Says the one who hates it with a vengeance. All those exams, tests, midterms, GCSEs and whatnot…what are we bears? I thought bear baiting stopped a long time ago! Anyway, it is a Monday. (gasp) Monday Blues are quite usual for students all over the world…but not for he who blows up ovens in his spare time. Not for he who can't tell a goose from a mongoose. Indeed, you have guessed correctly. Arson is getting ready to go to school.

'SCHOOLSCHOOLSCHOOLSCHOOL!' He bounced up and down eating Lucky Charms breakfast cereal. 'SCHOOLSCHOOLSCHOOLSCHOOL!'

'Isn't he precious?' cooed Trish

'I liked him better as a dog.' Grumbled Dante

'DANTE!' Trish stared at him in outrage, which caused Dante to grumble some more.

'A demon be's honest for once and he gets yelled at. Typical.'

'There's no pink marshmallows in my bowl.' Said Arson suddenly, as though this was a huge crime.

Dante grinned evilly. 'Good.'

Arson's eyes promptly welled up with tears.

Trish suddenly shoved him out of the door not giving a chance for Arson to get dressed properly.

Arson had no choice but to walk off to school in his pyjamas. They have the X-men on them for those of you who want to know.

Rayne suddenly appeared out of nowhere and skateboarded past Arson and crashed into a lamp post. He was covered in sun block and was wearing sunglasses.

'YAY!' Arson squealed and ran up to him.

Rayne looked at his clothes and frowned. 'I guess Trish didn't let you change your clothes again?'

Arson nodded. 'Again.'

'Oh…cool.' Rayne grinned at him.

'But even worse…' began Arson again.

Rayne wondered whether Arson was going to be intellectual and go on about politics.

'I DIDN'T HAVE ANY PINK MARSHMALLOWS IN MY CEREAL!'

Rayne sighed. Maybe Arson would NEVER be intellectual. 'Never mind Arson. Have you forgotten about our field trip? Did you get the permission slip signed?'

'Um….'

Flashback

Arson gave Dante a permission slip.

'What the hell is this?' said Dante while drinking beer.

'A permission slip for a field trip.' Said Arson cutely, pulling faces. Dante looked annoyed by this.

'Ask Trish.'

Trish was doing press-ups while listening to Britney Spears, "Hit me Baby One More Time". Arson walked into the room and shoved the paper under her nose.

'Auntie Trishie!' He turned on the charm by forming bug huge chibified puppy eyes at her. 'Can you sign this payslip?'

'PAYSLIP? SURE!' Trish signed without even looking.

Arson smiled and then walked off.

'When do I get paid?' Trish suddenly asked. Arson stopped and quickly thought.

'Tomorrow.'

'Oh…' And there she had sat, waiting for tomorrow.

End flashback

Rayne gave him a weird look and raised his eyebrows. 'Oooooookay then!' The two began to walk to school quietly.

'……' said Arson.

'……' said Rayne

'What's first lesson?' said Arson suddenly.

'Drama. But then we go on the field trip.'

'Oh…'

'……' said Rayne

'……' said Arson

'……' said Rayne

'……' said Arson

(what an intellectual conversation this is! )

LATER IN DRAMA CLASS

'I hear the teacher's new to this kind of thing.' Said Rayne conversationally.

'……' Arson suddenly turned to Rayne using huge puppy eyes.

'No,' sighed Rayne. 'We're not going to be nice to him.'

'But The Godsend says that that's not nice.'

Rayne looked at him as though he were a moron. 'Well d-uh!'

'The Godsend says that I have to be a good boy.' Arson continued blithely.

'You're 17 quit acting 5!' Rayne snapped. Arson looked at him in surprise and pouted.

'But people like me like this!'

'They like to laugh at you.' Came the sour reply.

'No they don't. Watch!' Arson jumped off his seat and walked up to several girls who were sitting in the back row before pulling another cute chibified face at them. 'Hi!'

'Oh he's so Kawaii!' said one girl

'Hi sweetie!' Another one said with a grin.

Arson pulled a cute adorable chibi face. 'Do you like giraffes?' he asked randomly.

'Um…yes?' said Hannah, looking confused.

'I do too!' said the first girl, determined to have her say.

'Okay.' Said Arson. And without another word, he walked back to his desk, leaving the two girls looking confused and annoyed. Rayne stared at him as though he was a fool. Arson smiled at him cutely.

'What?' he asked.

'You just walked away from two gorgeous girls!' yelled Rayne. Arson blinked and looked confused before he began to pout. 'You idiot! You could have gone on a date with one and set me up with the other!' Arson's face brightened.

'The Godsend says I'm not allowed to date yet. He says I'm too young.'

Rayne stared at him in disbelief.

Arson continued. 'He wants me to become a monk.' Arson then held his hands together as though praying and tried to look holy.

Rayne just continued to stare.

'ATTENTION CLASS!' boomed the teacher as he entered.

Arson grinned and saluted immediately.

Rayne glared at him. 'Idiot…'

'Uh…not that kind of attention.' Said the teacher, looking worried.

Arson started to purr and wrapped himself around the teacher's legs happily, still purring and nuzzling his legs.

'ATTENTION NOT AFFECTION YOU MOOTAH!' Rayne snarled at him.

The teacher had no choice but to drag himself away from Arson the Mootah and sit on the desk. 'My name is Titer Bloodred.'

'Ooooooooh!' said Arson happily, making Stitch noises.

'ACK! BLOOD! ACK ACK ACK!' Rayne started to freak out for no reason.

'Rayne no likes blood.' Arson explained to a bewildered teacher.

'I seeeeeeeeee' Rayne suddenly calmed down.

'Are we doing a medieval play? With bows and arrows and swords?'

Arson looked up at Titer to see that he was short, balding, wearing medieval clothes and was holding a sword. A crazed look fell into Arson's eyes. 'OOOOH!'

'No Arson! No!' cried Rayne.

Arson suddenly grabbed Titer's sword and examined it. 'The Godsend's sword is better then this one.' He pouted, disappointed. Titer blinked and looked even more confused.

'The…Godsend?'

'The Godsend! The Godsend knows all!'

Dawn randomly got up and glared. 'HE LIES! I KNOW HIS GRANDFATHER IS NOT A GODSEND! HE'S A DEMON I TELL YOU! A DEMON!' She screeched as she was dragged out of the classroom by the school nurse.

Arson started to wail.

'Um…we will be re-enacting Sonic The Hedgehog.' Titer started trying to bring peace to the somewhat disrupted class.

Arson suddenly growled. 'You faker.'

Titer looked delighted. 'Well done! You've already got the part of Sonic!'

Rayne looked pissed off and jealous. 'What about me?'

'Um…show me what you can do!'

Rayne suddenly started tapdancing and finished with another few fancy steps. 'Ta Daaaaaaaaaaaaa!' he bellowed.

'Crappy!' said Arson in a baby voice.

'Shut up you!' Rayne snarled and pummelled Arson.

Arson promptly shrieked. 'FAKER! FAKER! FAKEEEEEEEEEEEEER!'

'Fine you get the part of Shadow.' Said Titer suddenly, hoping to break up the fight. Rayne suddenly remembered something and looked at him.

'I've never played Sonic The Hedgehog.' Titer gasped at him, his jaw dropping to the ground and sweatdropped.

'WHAT?'

'I've never played Sonic The Hedgehog.' Rayne repeated again. Titer gasped at him, his jaw dropping to the ground and sweatdropped.

'WHAT?'

'I've never played…'

'GO TO DETENTION! IMMEDIATELY!'

'But I have a field trip!'

'FINE! YOU WILL HAVE DETENTION um…AFTERWARDS!'

'Okay.' Rayne grinned for no reason.

'Is detention like prison?' Arson looked towards Rayne. Rayne grinned and decided to lie, to scare Arson.

'Yep.'

'Do they whip you and beat you and shoves sticks down your nose?' Arson's eyes had widened with curiosity.

Rayne saw an opportunity to scare his best friend's mind and grinned, deciding to take advantage of it. 'They sure do!'

'Cool! I wanna go!' Arson looked excited as hell, and looked as though he was about to ask whether their next field trip would be to Prison. Rayne backed away from him and sat in a desk FAR away from him, totally freaked out. The bell suddenly rang.

'END OF CLASS!' The teacher chose this minute to boom.

LATER

The students of "Retarded Demonic Titans School" are clambering onto the School Bus.

Arson was sitting on the roof of the bus singing an old Indian song that no one but Indian people know about.

Rayne rolled his eyes as he heard Arson's atrocious singing. He growled and covered his ears. Arson grinned when he saw him do this and stopped singing. Rayne grinned and uncovered his ears, thinking it was safe to do so. Arson belted out his song again.

'WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE ROOF?' bawled Titer at Arson suddenly. Rayne glared at Arson again before he went onto the bus.

Arson looked down at Titer and grinned. 'Whooooooooo! Attchupukka!'

Titer had no choice but to sweatdrop at the Stitch noises. 'Okay then.' He gave him another worried look before he got onto the bus as it began to move, Arson still clinging to the roof off the bus and getting hit on the head by a bridge as the bus passed under it.

Titer groaned and stopped the bus before retrieving him. Arson didn't seem as though he'd been hit too badly. In fact, he was acting relatively normal.

'Miow miow miow! I'm a cat!' he yelled at the top of his voice.

Titer groaned and looked at Arson worried as the demon hybrid began to purr. 'I knew I should've stuck to writing…'

Hannah, one of the girls from before started to coo. 'Isn't he precious?' she gushed.

'He sure is!' yelled Ara. They started to pull his cheeks gently and cooed at him, hugging him and giving him pecks on the cheek. Rayne looked pissed off and jealous. He was pleased as hell when Titer finally boomed.

'Finally! We're here!' Arson grinned and looked out of the window, his eyes widening and his jaw dropping.

'S-s-s-strawberries!' he gasped. Titer looked at him as though he was a prize pupil, and extremely intelligent.

'The biggest strawberry field in the world. And we're here to visit it!' He said proudly.

Arson's eyes promptly welled up with tears of happiness, causing the girls to coo some more. An insane grin suddenly pasted itself on his face. 'Look at all the strawberries! All for me! All mine! My preciousssssss!' He cackled. Rayne glared at him.

'weirdo…' He grumbled. Arson could no longer contain himself, and jumped at the window several times before he crashed through it and started running through the strawberry field, gobbling up all the fruit as he went.

'YUM YUM YUM!' he screamed. He suddenly froze, his eyes widening, and drool flying from his mouth before a crazed grin appeared. This was a danger sign. Arson…was getting hyper!

'Hey Arse? You okay?' said Rayne, acting concerned.

Arson continued to grin and started to spin in circles, screaming random stupidity. 'ATTACHA ATTACHA ATTACHA FWAAAAAA HA HA HA! NOONOO'S A BIG PIECE OF-'

Titer: 'Arson!'

Arson growled and started attacking Titer and started to play with his shoelaces 'Look everyone! It's Sonic the Hedgehog. My but you've lost weight, Sonic…'He started to coo at the shoelaces he believed were Sonic the Hedgehog.

'RUN FOR COVER!' screamed Rayne, wetting his pants at the evil sight of seeing Arson, who had started running through the fields again. Rayne suddenly paused and grinned, getting what he thought was a bright idea. 'Wait…I've got an idea to calm him down.' He picked up a strawberry and bellowed. 'Hey Arse!'

Arson froze and turned towards him, slobbering.

'Look what I've got!' Rayne opened his mouth and dropped the strawberry in.

Arson's eyes welled up with angry tears. 'Those strawberries are mine! You stole from me! You thief!' He snarled, his eyes turning red, a sure sign he was angry as hell.

Rayne screamed with fear and ran away.

Arson turned into a devil and rampaged. 'RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! RAAAAAAAGH RAAAAAGH RAAAAAAAAGH!' He ran around eating everything including bushes. Finally all the strawberries had been eaten. But Arson still wasn't satisfied.

'RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! MORE MORE! I NEED MOOOOOOORE!' And with that, he flew off to the supermarket and ate all the strawberries there before visiting another store.

MEANWHILE, Dante was watching the telly. Trish was sitting down still waiting for her payslip. Dante sighed, bored, and switched over to the news. He gasped and sat up some more. 'Uh oh…'

Trish looked up at him. 'What is it?'

Dante shook his head, speechless and pointed at the screen.

A Reporter sat at the news desk looking grim and serious. 'There have been several reports about an unknown beast flying around the world. It has been said that all he wants are the strawberries in the world.'

The shot suddenly zoomed in on a farmer. 'It was awful! I was just outside taking care of my strawberries and then this thing came up and ate them all!' He bawled.

'Aaaaaah'll neeeeeever be the saaaaaaaaaaayme agaaaaaaaaaaain!' yelled Farmer 135.

'Police suggest that if you give him all the strawberries in the world, you will come to no harm. What the-? ARGH!' The Reporter screamed as a suddenl black and red beast charged into the reporting room.

'STRAWBERRIES! MUST HAVE! MUST HAVE! RAAAAAAAAAAAGH!'

'That guy's a raving lunatic!' yelled Trish, watching the destruction. Dante looked at her as though she was retarded.

'That guy's Arson!' Trish stared at Dante and then stared at Arson and then looked back at Dante. 'Come on! We have to help!' Trish glared and then pouted.

'But what about my payslip!'

Dante growled and dragged her by the hair and forced her onto his bike before driving off and crashing into a lamp post.

………………………………

Trish gasped as she stared at the lamp post. 'That's not a lamp post!' Dante stared at her and then looked back at the lamp post.

'Arson? What are you doing?' he asked patiently. Arson grinned.

'Look at me! I'm a lamp post!' He continued to stand completely still while still in his demon form. Dante frowned, thought a bit, and then pulled off one of his boots.

'Look Arson! It's a chao!' Arson looked towards him and squealed as Dante threw the boot to him. Arson pounced on it happily.

'Oooooooh! Fiddlesticks is back!'

'Now will you come home and be a good boy?' Trish sighed.

'Mayyyyyyyybe?' said Arson, with a grin.

'Good enough.' Trish jumped on him and stuffed him into a bag and ran back home.

Dante's watched suddenly beeped. He looked at it and then groaned. 'Oh great…'

LATER Dante found himself at the psychiatrics office again, sitting in front of Chasm, who was staring at him as though he was a fascinating green toe-nail.

'What seems to be the problem?' he said.

'He turned into a demon…and he ran amok…he just destroyed everything!' said Dante brokenly. But Chasm had other things on his mind.

'And where's your other boot?' Dante looked down and stared at his feet. One had a boot on, and the other simply had a sock.

'I gave it to him to make him happy.' Dante whispered.

'Wouldn't a toy suffice?'

Dante remained completely silent and glowered at him. '……'

'Wouldn't a nice tennis ball have been more acceptable?' Chasm sounded more and more patronizing.

Dante looked confused. 'Wha-?'

'But no. You gave him a smelly boot. You sir, are a disgrace.' Chasm handed him some more medication, almost gleefully.

'But he likes it!' Dante cried.

'Children like toys!'

'……but he's 17!'

'Even worse! You gave a 17 year old a mouldy boot? Toys, Dante! Toys!'

Dante started to sob, seeing as he knew he couldn't win.

Chasm sighed. 'I suggest you get plenty of bed rest. And I'm going to increase the dosage. You now need to take 310 tablets twice a day.'

Dante started to cry harder.

Chasm sat back, satisfied and watched as Dante continued to cry. 'My work here is done.'