disclaimer: I don't own kingdom Hearts(sob), but I wish I did.
CHAPTER TWO: PPIPER IN THE OFFICE
The phone in her pocket ringing, Marie Taylor got in the elevator. It was another slow day; the only case she had was that of one Dave Burnside, a trouble maker if she ever saw one. He had been placed under her watch after burning down his neighbor's fence and half of their back yard. Why? Just so he could watch it burn. The kid was a freakin maniac! Anyway, back to the phone call. "Hello?" she said as she got off the elevator at her floor. "Mrs. Taylor? This is principal Roth-" Ansem began, only to be cut off by a sudden crashing in the backround. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH ANYTHING! AND DON'T THROW THAT KNIFE IN HERE!" more crashes followed, as well as Asem screaming like a little girl. "Hey Mrs. T!" Dave's energetic voice vibrated through the phone, making her cringe at the volume. "What did you do this time?" she asked wearily, fully prepared to write out another police report on all the damage. "Nothin, just beat the fuck outta some guy and threw a knife at the principal's nuts, nothin too serious." he replied cheerfully. Who he had learned about life and how to evaluate the seriousness of a situation was beyond her, but it was apparent that person had left off a few key lessons. Okay, most of the key lessons. "You did WHAT?" she shreiked as the information he had given her finally sank in. "I'll be right there." she said tiredly, silently asking which ever diety had laid this curse upon her what she did to deserve all of this. Why couldn't she have just slacked off in law school when she had the chance? "Where are you going?" one of her coworkers asked snobbishly. "Dave." Her coworker's facial expression turned to one of utmost pity at the mention of the name. "Oh. Good luck." after Marie left, she muttered to herself, "You're gonna need it..."
Upon her arrival at the school, Marie seemed to be praying about something. Any one who knew her could guess that it was about not having the police involved in THIS incident. As she entered the building, people gave her a five mile radius, seeing as they knew she was a lawyer of some sort, who didn't take shit from anyone. Heading purposefully toward the office, she couldn't help but overhaer snatches of conversation. "..dumped her.." "..party this weekend.." With a sigh, she couldn't help but reminisce about her high school days. She was promptly brought back down to earth by an enormous blast of Scottish music issuing from the office. Entering, she stood stock still, taking in what she was seeing; apparently, the drumline had seen fit to move their practice into the office that morning, and had started to practice, when Dave chose that exact moment to begin playing his bagpipes. Yes, dear readers, bagpipes. Where he got them I have not the faintest idea. And now, they were all playing what sounded stronglylike a Scottish battle song. "NO NO NO! YOU'RE OFF AGAIN!" Dave shouted to one of them before noticing the prescene of his social worker. "Oh hey, Mrs. T! Do ya like the new look?" he said grinning. Alomost afraid to, she looked at Dave, and nearly fainted at the sight. He, and all the other males in the room, were wearing kilts. "What in God's sweet name did you do to the drumline?" She asked horrified. Dave shrugged. "They were playing Scottish music, so I figured I'd complete the look." Ansem chose that exact moment to finally emerge, holding a bloody towel to his nether regions, also wearing a kilt. "What the hell happened to you?" she shreiked as Dave began edging his way to the door. "If you do not get that, that THING" he said wildly, pointing at Dave, who was by this time almost out the door, "I will personally see to it that he never sees the light of day again!" he screamed, clearly intent on killing the first idiot who misbehaved for the rest of the day. "I take it then you want me to take him home?" she asked, regretting the answer. "Yes. And take that trash heap he calls a car with you-" the rest of his sentance was cut off by a loud blast of bagpipe music, as Dave merrily skipped down the hall, effectively disrupting the required quietness. Marie sighed. How would her mother handle this? Oh yes...An evil thought was clearly forming in her mind as she followed, whistling the same tune Dave had just been playing. This would not end well.
The car ride home was relativley quiet, except for Dave muttering about the power of darkness every now and then. "Hey, you just passed my..house? What the fuck are the moving people doing there?" He burst out. "You are now living with my dauther, husband and I, seeing as you can't stay out of trouble by yourself." she replied sternly as Dave began to sing.
Now I will tell you the story of my life
Everyone's hearts full anger, hatred and strife
I woke up one morning screaming in bed
Next to me a body covered in blood, bullet and knife in the head
They called me a cold blooded maniacal killer
The damn court room was a real bone chiller
They put me in jail until I die
So now I bid all the living good-bye
Marie looked at Dave out of the corner of her eye, noticing his face twisted in agony as he sang the next verse:
Now I will tell you the story of my friend
And how he met his gorey end
He fell so hard, for one little girl
She put all his feelings in a whirl
Those bastards, they told him to leace her alone
How could he, they shared the same tenament home
So they killed him fucking dead
Put like six bullets in his head
As she turned into the upper class neighborhood, Dave took note of his surroundings and finished with the final verse, letting all his inner feeling flow into it like it needed them to live.
Now I will tell you how all of this ends
With my going to join my dear friend
When they find me, I will be dead
Unlike my friend, rope hanging below me head
So ends the requiem of life, and so it starts again...
Just as he finished, the car rolled to a stop in front of an enormous house. The tow truck hualing Dave's car pulled up, along with the moving van holding his few belongings. After paying the men, Marie noticed Dave staring up at a room with a balcony on the house befroe him. "Whose room is that?" he asked, pointing sullenly as he half-drug himself up the drive way, all his previous energy seeming to have slipped away when he was told he would be living with his social worker. "Hm? Oh, that's my daughter's room. And if I catch you trying to seduce her, your ass is headed straight back to where ever you lived before I took your case." "Back to Twilight Town? Hells yeah!" he cheered. 'okay, maybe I shouldn't have said that. Now he'll be TRYING to get sent back. DAMMIT THIS ALWAYS WORKED FOR MOM! WHY WON"T IT WORK FOR ME?' she screamed in her mind. All she could do was pray that Antionette wasn't single at the moment...
"So, Kairi, are you going to the party tonight at Lulu's?" Namine asked. Sometimes Kairi hated being popular, it was all just going with the flow most of the time, which got pretty boring. One of the only good things was she was invited to all the parties by defualt. "I don't know. Is he gonna be there?" she said, refering to Axel Dante, the head honcho of the student body. He had that "what I say goes" attitude down pat, and therefor controlled most of the students, except the outlaws, or Sora and Riku's group. "Yeah, probably, considering him and Lulu are going out." Namine said as Kairi groaned, fully expecting to have the moves put on her by like twenty differant guys. "Hey, Annie, ya know your mom was here earlier?" Rikku said jumping up and down like a bunny. "What? Why?" Annie said in a state of confusion, seeing as her mom only came to the school to do legal stuff. "I think she came to pick up the guy we saw this morning. Mr. Roth is screaming at some one about bagpipes now." Yuna remarked as the group walked down the hall, earning a laugh from the rest of the group.
"Does anyone know why the drumline was weraring kilts this morning?" Riku asked his friends as they walked to their next class, which fortunetly for them, they all shared. "I heard it had somethin to do wit dat new guy, ya?" Wakka said as they sat down. "Now that you mention it, he did have some bagpipes in his car this morning. And someone was playing em goin down the hall this mornin." Tidus said. Sora was unusally silent, and the reason became apparent: his crush, Kairi had just entered, along with her usual flock of friends. "Hey, earth to Sora!" Wakka said, noticing Sora's facial expression matched that of one under a hypnotist's spell. "Huh?" he said stupidly, snapping out of it. Sort of. "So, you gonna ask Kairi to the dance?" Riku asked out of the blue. "Sora immediatly fell over backwards. The intercomm crackled to life at that moment. "We will now be testing the phones. If yours does not work, call the office and OPEN YOUR HEARTS TO THE DARKNESS, AND SUBMIT TO IT'S WILL! NOW GO FETCH ME A SPONGE!" Everyone looked at eachother, and shrugged. Another normal day.
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