AN.
Ugh…I hate using Microsoft...
I'll go ahead and tell you that this chapter doesn't have much of near…I think matt is only mentioned, but he may come up later. This chapter is about fights that Linda and mello are having.
This'll be interesting.
Berry-Chan
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"Come back here you stupid little…"
Linda flew threw the house as fast as her legs could carry her. Was mello seriously chasing after her again? What had she even done? Maybe he's still steamed about the hair brush. What was the big deal, any way?
"What is wrong with you?"
He seemed to get angrier.
"My problem is you! Sheesh…you call me stupid?"
"Yes!"
Mello had a look of pure 'what the hell-ness'
"okay, you know what you did? You put laxatives in my chocolate bowl last night when everyone was asleep didn't you!!"
Oops. She had. The insomniac always had trouble getting to sleep so she would generally have to stay up late and sleep it off during the day. She couldn't help it; it was so boring all alone! And at night, she wasn't allowed to go watch TV or go the library. (Which she didn't really like to begin with)The only thing she could really do was go down stairs and get the snack roger left out for her. The problem with that was that she usually went down there to find her snack had already been eaten by one of the other children. So…nothing to do. Pranks had just always been her forte.
'ah, roger, good enough.' She thought to herself running towards the old man that smelled like cheese.
"What the…!"
Roger exclaimed seeing the two heading towards him.
"Roger, roger, mello is trying to beat me with a toaster!"
She grabbed hold of his pant leg and tugged at it. Roger looked up to see mello toasterless.
He sighed. Childish games, they annoyed the hell out of him.
Roger grabbed the back of mello's shirt before he could reach Linda and pulled the boy in front of him.
"What are you two doin-…"
"Linda put laxatives in my chocolate…" he paused and got a look of pure terror on his face suddenly.
"HOLY…"
Mello clutched his stomach and started running around in seemingly random directions, trying to remember where the bathroom was. Suddenly remembering where in was, he took off past roger.
"Don't think that meant either of you two are off the hook, you both are still in trouble. You guys are coming to my office when he gets done."
He grabbed her arm non-to-gently and headed off to go find what bathroom mello was using.
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"I still don't get the point of it. Why would wammy's try and force social interaction."
Near said, twirling a lock of his snowy hair around his finger.
"Ugh…like I know, but as long as I don't have to go with mello…that guy is driving me nuts…"
He couldn't help wonder who he would end up going with. Linda would probably ask him to go as a friend and he would probably say yes…that is…if matt didn't get up the courage to ask her before then.
What were you even supposed to do at a mandatory dance?
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Mello threw a ball of raw hamburger meat at the confused Linda.
"Mello, what the schnitzel…whoa!" Linda said, dodging the meat that was hurled at her head.
"What does that even mean? It sounds like you're worshiping Hitler or something, dumb girl!"
She scowled.
"That was flat out racist, mello."
Mello smirked and clicked off a piece of his chocolate.
"Yeah…whatever…"
"Schnitzel is a food, dumb-ass"
He had a disgusted look on his face.
"That's gross, who would eat anything called 'schnitzel'…"
Linda picked a bowl of cookie batter the home-ec. class had set out for their use later and threw it at mello. She giggled. Mello stood there with a blank expression on his face and suddenly smiled almost laughing. He bought a finger up to his head and scraped some of the batter off and putting it into his mouth. He turned and slowly walked towards the fridge. He opened the door and took out a bowl of spaghetti they were supposed to have for dinner that night and threw it at Linda hitting her stomach.
Just to their luck, a fuming mad roger interrupted on their fun.
He grabbed them both by the wrist and yanked them towards his office, not saying a word until they got there.
He practically threw them into a chair and he sat down himself in his chair behind his desk and folded his hands across one-another in that way that meant that he was either dead serious or furious. He closed his eyes and sighed.
Mello and Linda looked at each other with worried looks that said 'you know he's got something big planned for us.'
Roger opened his eyes slowly and said in a voice shaky from trying to maintain his anger
"Alright. This feud between you two has gone on long enough and I won't stand for it any longer. I've tolerated it because Linda is new, but she's had enough time for sympathy and it's time to stop."
Linda and mello sat there not looking at roger, or each other, each fighting back tears.
"Look at me…"
They looked up with tears in the corners of their eyes. Mello sniffed, trying to do it softly so no one could notice, but was unsuccessful and finally just brushed his eye a bit.
Linda closed her eye tightly trying to relieve herself of the tear that was stuck.
"Stop crying…"
They looked at him trying to stop, but Roger's command made them finally start to ball their eyes out.
Roger sighed, sitting back in his chair. He knew from experience, all he could do was wait. This is why he hated kids. Whiny brats and all they do is make messes and scream and yell and be annoying.
Once they had finally calmed down to sniffs and shaky breaths roger began to talk.
"Now, listen to me, you two. You can't do these things and not expect some kind of consequence. The consequence is …I don't care who you've asked, been asked by, or if you've done either, but I think you two should go to that dance together."
They looked up not saying anything and nodded. They weren't going to protest him, but they were probably going to hear it from each other later. well…mello might as well get it out.
"Are we clear?"
"b-but…"
Mello stuttered, trying not to burst into tears again.
"I-I hate Linda…"
Roger sighed.
'Yeah, and at your age, it's pretty much a confession of love.' He thought to himself.
"Are we clear?"
Mello was about to say something when Linda said…
"Yes, sir"
Mello sat there in silent shock, looking over Linda. Linda? Had he heard correct? Linda had just given up? How could stupid-butt, roger, have so much power over someone like Linda? Why did she act like that around adults? Why was every one asking themselves so many questions?
"Good girl"
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AN.
So there you have it. If you didn't figure this out, the food fight took place in the kitchen…
Hope you enjoyed it, I find this chapter much better than the other two.
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