Hey, I'm back again. I finished my class early, so I thought I'd write. This is a horrifying amalgamation suggested by some reviews. I'd just like to say this now: I AM NEVER DOING THIS CHAPTER'S AU EVER AGAIN. Also, I don't really want too many suggestions in the reviews, because then I won't get any critique. Also, I'd like to thank everyone who wrote reviews, because you all make me smile. Here's the shout out list:

cryptologicalMystic, RanMouri82, ASkipInTime, Guest

Thanks for the reviews. Also, this list just compromises the reviewers since last chapter, not every reviewer on this story. If your name's not up here, check on my profile. At the bottom, there's a whole list of people. Also, Guest, I appreciate the reviews, but some context would be cool. Just saying. Now on with the story! I present to you: StoryFresh!


The Absolute God Who Comes When DUMMIES are Bullying, Dude

It was the nineteen ninety's or something. There was totally a PTA meeting going on and stuff. Linda, the super un-fresh mom, was wearing her totally lame clothes and being totally lame.

"Alright, everyone, it's national Anti-Bullying Month, and I was thinking that we should make organized and informational posters that help explain why people shouldn't be bullies."

All of the boring and totally lame parents in the uncool meeting room nodded. And then, a hip and most definitely FrEsH voice totally shouted, "NOT RADICAL!"

Linda sighed in an un-fresh breath. "Sans, no shouting in the meeting. And I thought I said that those clothes and that language were completely inappropriate and that you shouldn't wear them."

Sansy-Fresh, the totally hip and fReSh skele-bro stood up, revealing his fresh duds in the colors of only the freshest of rainbows, man. He pointed a neon fingerless gloved hand at her and shouted, "That's also an unradical decision!" Sansy-Fresh jumped on the table and moonwalked to the center.

"Get down from there!" Linda shouted, being not cool. "I'm calling security!"

"Listen up, bros! Bullying is a super serious and uncool thing to do, and lame and colorless posters won't do a thing. Super UnRaD!"

"Got a better idea, you crazy punk?" Linda snapped with a super bulky and slightly fresher mobile phone in her hand.

"Yo, you bet'cha I do!" He shot her a double pistols-and-a-wink. "Liggity-listen here! Kids today don't do unrad things like reading or whatever, ch'yah?"

"Plenty of children read! Or at least the good ones-!"

"And bullies so un-fresh that the kids who are being bullied are too skitty-scared to tell other dudes, riggity-right?"

"Well, that's their fault, then. They should just grow up and—"

"Bro, that's harsh. Man, why can't we just all up be loving and fresh together?" Sansy-fresh wiggled his false eyebrows and lifted his radical You-Only-Live-Once shades. "SaY tHaT aBoUt KiDs WhO gEt BuLlIeD OnE mOrE tImE aNd IlL GrOw you Up." Linda shrieked and dropped her phone on her foot.

"Any-wiggity-way, bros, this is MY totally fresh plan…"

Some Days Later, During School Hours…

A girl pushed another girl to the ground, and the two boys at her side began to kick at the grounded child. Super unrad.

"You're so lame!" One of the boys sneered at the fallen girl.

"Yeah, you like those stupid monsters, so you don't have any friends!" said the other boys.

The leader girl crossed her arms and glared at the crying girl on the ground. "I don't like your attitude, ch'yah? Those monsters are super uncool, and so are you!"

The littler girl cried and covered her head with her arms. She cried for help…

"Hey, little bros, what the higgity-hey is this noise?"

But someone came.

The bullies turned to find a small, furry goat monster in rad threads, with an even radder rainbow colored scarf around its neck.

"What are you supposed to be?" The lame girl asked.

The goat monster set its hands on its hips. "I am the Absolute God of Hyper-Fresh, yo!" He lifted his star shaped sunglasses. "WhY aRe YoU bEiNg BuLlIeS, yO?"

The lame kids screamed and ran away. The monster lowered its shades. "Turbo-tastic!" It offered a hand to the little girl who was gaping up at him like he was totally a fish. "Are you alright, my lady-bro?"

"Um," the girl said, taking its hand. "Yes?"

"Turbo-tastic!" I'm Asriel, the Absolute God of Hyper-Fresh! I'm a member of the radical Anti-Bully Squad!" He struck a pose and she giggled.

"Thank you for saving me," she said shyly.

"Yo, yo, yo! Is that my rad-bro Asriel?" A voice called from behind the two.

"Yo! Chara! You should have seen me, man!" The girl turned to see the freshest group of monsters in the entire school: the Anit-Bully Squad. Chara, the one who Asriel was doing a sick secret handshake with, was actually a human, with a neon green hoodie, pointy shades and rainbow colored knee-pads. Behind them was a skeleton with a backwards cap, shades and neon pastel duds. Behind that monster was what looked like a bro-beaten training dummy with round shades and painted pink and orange with spray paint.

"Radical, bro, radical," Chara smiled at their bro. The skeleton had turned his attention to the little girl.

"Hey-yo, dudette, what's your name?"

The girl shuffled her bland on not-so-fresh shoes. "I'm Anna."

"Awesome name, little bro! Man, do you know why those not radical bros were all up and bullying you?"

Anna looked down. "They think I'm unfresh because I don't wear the clothes they do, or talk like them. And I like the monsters, too, so I don't have any friends."

"Pah!" said the dummy, hovering in the air and boogying around. "They're totally all dummies, dummies, DUMMIES! People like us don't need friends! Who needs friends…" A neon purple Toy Knife appeared in Anna's hand. "When we have KNIVES?!"

Anna looked around at her knew Fresh friends and her super fresh present. "Thank you all so much!"

The Squad gathered around for a tubular group hug.

Head canon I don't actually think #7: Mad Dummy is a counselor at the school. He gives the kids free toy knives, and helping the kids helps his anger management.


I AM NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN DON'T MAKE ME.

Don't expect me to write stories for suggestions. I only did it this once because my mind took it and ran. Tell me what you thought, and I'll see you later. Good day.