Smashville High School!
Chapter 4: A horrific attempt at romance… Pt. 2!
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Remember the schedule: (and also remember… it's A/B schedule… so they go to half of the classes each day)
1 period Geometry
2 period Biology
3 period English
4 period Gym
5 period World Civ.
6 period Comp. Tech.
7 period AP Commercial Art 2 honors
8 Teacher's Assistant
Ok then… this has almost NO relation to MY school… like… yeah…
ICP MOTHER … yeah… ICP is cool… seriously… they are my attitude towards you and your bigot ways
As the students clamored down the hallway, or at least tried seeing as how there were so few of them, one could see the Link-o-Matic Nanation Twins (LMNT)… we still don't know why this is their new nickname… and Zelda talking and/or/is/else/if/or/fable flirting with them.
"Soooooo… Ummm… Yeah… Heeehehheeee… Ummm…" Zelda said with much confidence.
"N/A" the Link-o-Matic Nanation Twins said in reply.
"Wanna go on a date!" Zelda asked with a cute/sexy/ugly/farting smile.
"NO!" The Link-o-Matic Nanation Twins responded in horrific pleasure.
"That sucks, cause we're going anyway!" Zelda said with an anime/cute/ugly/bored/anti-slash grin.
"Actually we aren't…" the Link-o-Matic Nanation Twins responded.
"oh… YOU RUINED MY MOMENT!" Zelda cried before attempting to blow her nose and failing miserably. This resulted in Ness getting sprayed by a barrage of ew.
"WTF!" Ness attempted to pronounce, failing miserably. He said this as they were walking into their class about five seconds late in order to look cool.
"Boy, you sure are all failures" The art teacher with a masters degree in fine art and years of experience painting for many fine museums, all of which displayed his piece as their best, said.
He was promptly fired for making the student body feel bad about themselves.
He was replaced by a man they found on the street drinking a bottle of… something… he was perfect for their politically correct class.
"Now y'all need to draw me nude… go!" the freak said as he promptly stripped all of his clothes and fell over, drunk… or dead… we don't know what… he may even just be silently waiting for a kid to go check for his pulse so he can molest something…
Everyone drew and/ore tried to draw what was in front of them… about half of a sixth of the square root of the tangent of the cosine of angle x if the first side is 13 and the second side is the amount of people in the classroom divided by a pint of a dollar did well.
"DUDE! I DID WELL!" Captain Falcon said holding up his perfect art. This proved just how pathetic he was.
Kirby then tried to eat what Captain Falcon was holding up. He failed miserably and instead ate his own color, with this lack of color he was considered to be a goth… so everyone loved him and overcompensated for problems that he didn't even have… that is, until he grew old and chocked on a toothbrush whilst feeding his chickens other chickens. He then died a miserable and unloved death, just as he had always wanted. This all took place in the space of 0.725528415136835 seconds.
Then… the bell… DIDN'T RING!
So they all decided since it was only twenty minutes until their next period, that they may as well put everything up and get ready to get ready to start heading towards the door.
"I think you're hot" Peach said to Mario whilst NOT doing anything in anyway inappropriate for this story.
Mario blushed, this was due to a farting disorder… which had just decided to show itself by jumping in front of the class and doing a dance.
"You're such a slut!" Samus said whilst holding up a poster that read Sluts are bad! Normal women don't like that kind of behavior and think sluts are bad for society! I also hate all stereotypes that involve women and sluts! I should stop ranting now as this is a sign and can only hold a certain amount of space! I probably shouldn't have put that last part, or this one for that matter… AH!
"DON'T JUDGE ME! I'm just a picked on girl that lives in a mansion and has the time to fix myself to look like a slut. I'VE GOT SUCH A BAD LIFE! WHY DO YOU ALL HAVE TO BE SO EVIL!" Peach said.
"Oh, I'm sorry to have judged you as a typical stereotype, it's just that those who have it good sometimes give a bad name for us women who actually work for what little we get…" Samus said.
"Yeah" Peach said whilst checking her bank account for the money her ex-ex-secret-boyfriend was giving her so she could stop whining around his house.
"JIG!" Jigglypuff said.
"PIKA!" Pikachu said.
"Jigglypuff Jig Jiggly Jig Puff Puff?" Jigglypuff said.
"Pika Pika Pika Pika!" Pikachu said.
Those two talked for a while, although nobody knows what about, not even them.
"So, how's life in a castle." the Link-o-Matic Nanation Twins stated, no they didn't ask that.
"I feel so unloved, no one ever does anything for me… it's all so oppressive" Zelda said. Had she not been a female royal figure, the Link-o-Matic Nanation Twins would have already been gone to hit on some other chick… those dogs!
"I think you guys are oppressive male stereotypical stereotypers!" Samus started. "AND ALL MEN ARE SEXIST!"
With this, the bell rang, and everyone had already left about five minutes early.
As everyone once again failed at an attempt to clamor down the hall in a busy fashion, Peach whispered something T rated in Mario's ear. He blushed because of that farting problems dance again.
As they all entered their Teacher's Assistant class five seconds late, Master Hand sat there with a look in his eye and a stench in his foot, there was even a bloodstain on his left hip if you didn't bother to look.
"Wow… I don't have any body parts…" Master Hand said, suddenly realizing that he was just a hand and couldn't see.
"AHH! I'M BLIND! SOMEONE HELP ME!" Master Hand screamed whilst tearing up the room.
All the kids immediately didn't care and talked to each other and ignored whatever was happening. Everyone except Ness and Mewtwo.
"AHH!" Master Hand said.
Then Ness and Mewtwo calmed him down using clam chowder.
"Ahh…" Master Hand sighed.
Everyone got an A for being there, everyone except Ness and Mewtwo, who both got Bs.
"WTF Y?" Ness tried to say but failed miserably.
"What the Fraudster! Why did you do that!" Mewtwo said with more success.
"Cause you did a bad job cooking the clams" Master Hand said.
"BUT THEY DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING!" Ness whined.
"That'll be a U on your grade young, supple, innocent boy." Master Hand said in a way that isn't suspicious.
"I get that a lot" Ness replied.
Then the bell rang.
So everyone left for home.
Pikachu and Jigglypuff were trying to hold hands, but this was very had due to their small arms… as they struggled through the hallway towards the bus, Jigglypuff was immediately stepped on and thus popped.
"PIKA!" Pikachu said holding in his anger.
"Jig" said the spirit of Jigglypuff which was immediately sucked up into a vacuum cleaner and then died and stuff.
"PIKA!" Pikachu said in pain or something, this looked very cute as he couldn't do anything that DIDN'T make him look cute.
YAY!
Next time… the grand finale of all this romantic stuff… I'll make fun of something else!
Just so you know… there will be a Pt. 3... I never divide parts over school days… as this is the average long-term memory of a teenager.
Life pwns… it sucks at the same time… yet something pwns about suxination…
Guess what… there's a group at my school that thinks fan fiction sucks… DID YOU HERE THAT!
I CAN FINALLY LIKE FAN FICTION WITH THE SECURITY THAT IT ISN'T TRENDY TO DO SO!
Yeah… I say this doesn't come from my experiences at school… well some of that's true…
A lot of this comes from how stupid I think all school groups are… this includes:
Artists
Anti-Everything
Conformity with Non-Conformism (related to Anti-everything)
Civilized people (related to artists)
Stereotype people as bigots, (related to Anti-everything)
Mature people (related to Civilized people)
Actual bigotry (related to Anti-everything)
Yeah… ok so it sounds like I'm being the hate-monger by making groups… well of course there are groups in school you moron… Just not the typical Goth/Punk/Prep/Poser/EMO thing…
I wont be discriminate towards you because I feel you are a sophisticated wannabe that never had a life and thus hates everything… you've already discriminated against something already to fill that category…
So seeing as how I fit in the pathetic people category… I can honestly say that I've seen people have bitter group opposition and then minutes later stand up in class and talk about how they're proud that they go to a school where everyone can be anyone's friend and there are no groups… and then start talking about Mexicans…
Oops… sorry… logic isn't something we want here is it… (actually it isn't so I'll shut up)
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I had fun with this story, you may think it's a typo… but it isn't… I purposely put in the creepy stuff in there…
R&RD!… Read and Robertson Disorder!