Ch. 4-After the Punishment
The pain that was being inflicted upon Shanks seemed like it was never going to stop. All the six students that were torturing him relentlessly and each and every time he tried to fight back, he got more alcohol in his wounds. It seemed that these kids were not going to stop until he was either dead or unconscious until finally a savior came.
"Okay, guys. Knock it off. I think you got him good enough." A voice from the doorway announced to the class, "Besides, you guys want to get into more trouble for what you were doing."
Kyler, Maura, Johnny, and Victoria stood up and walked to their own desks. Kurt looked over at Elie, who nodded at him then walked back to her own desk with him following her. The six torturers were silent.
Shanks' savior was none other than Larry. Why he was suddenly at school rather than at work like Maura claimed he was, was a mystery to the captain. Of course, he wasn't upset that he wasn't where he was told. He was grateful. If he withstood the torture any longer, he would have immediately quit or fallen unconscious. The eighth student took his seat and stared boredly at Shanks, who was now starting to stand up on his own feet.
"What the hell is the matter with you kids!" Shanks shouted at the six torturers. He was pissed and his patience was starting to run low.
Maura lit a cigarette and said after taking a puff, "Thanks to your damn house calling, my brother and the witch grounded me for three weeks because of all the 'trouble I was causing in school'."
Kyler's grip on his soccer ball tightened as he continued, "You told my mom that I was getting close with Maura so thanks to you, my car got taken away and I got grounded for a week."
Victoria glared at Shanks and said hatefully, "After you came over, my parents assumed that I caused trouble in school so they took away all my art supplies."
"So cecdan dumt so bynahdc dryd E fyc lyicehk dnuipma palyica uv so myhkiyka, cu drao knuihtat sa vun dfu faagc yht duug yfyo so vyjuneda kysa. Dryhgc y mud, yccruma." Johnny answered in his language.
Shanks looked to Victoria, who simply sighed and translated, "My sister told my parents that I was causing trouble because of my language, so they grounded me for two weeks and took away my favorite games. Thanks a lot, asshole." She turned to Johnny and said, "You might as well knock off the language unless you want it to get worse."
"Fine." Johnny muttered. He was finally speaking English again.
Shanks turned to Kurt and Elie, who had not said anything, "And you two?"
At the same time, Kurt and Elie shouted, "That's none of your business!" They were not ready to admit what happened to them. Shanks could tell even though he didn't say anything.
Now he knew the reasons why most of the torturers were pissed off at him. Maura got grounded for her actions yesterday and personally, Shanks thought she deserved it the way she talked to him and her sister. Kyler and Johnny both became grounded and had something they loved taken away. Victoria just simply had something she loved taken away from her and Shanks, unlike what he assumed with Maura, thought she didn't deserve to have her art taken away. She didn't do anything wrong and he even said to her parents that she didn't. Kurt and Elie were still a mystery, but he was starting to piece together the secrets that they were hiding from him and everyone else around them.
"So, what language has Johnny been speaking in class?" Shanks asked the translator of the classroom.
"He speaks Al Bhed. Not many people speak it and he mastered the language." Victoria answered. The other students except for Lynn didn't say anything.
Lynn wasn't even paying attention to what was going on around her. Her conversation over her little communicator continued, "Did you see that thing on Chelsea's lip when she came to school today? She tried telling me that she got her lip pierced and wasn't wearing the ring, but you know what I think?...exactly. It's a..."
"Lynn, get off that thing!" Shanks ordered Lynn.
"Yeah, the last thing we need to hear is gossip from a rich bitch like you." Maura added.
Lynn removed the communicator from her head and shouted at Maura, "Shut the hell up, Maura! At least I got friends outside this class to gossip with." She turned back to her communicator and said, "Hey Jess, I gotta go. Today, I think I have actually do some damn learning...yeah, I'll talk to you later." She hung up her communicator and said sweetly, "Continue."
Shanks took his bag back from Elie and announced to the class, "Look, I know that you eight don't seem to like me very much, but I'm stuck here with you little bastards until I leave this island, so we're going to have to make the best of our time together. After meeting up with your families and friends, I think I might have found something about you guys that I could use to help you open up and actually learn something in the short time I'm here."
"Oh god...he's trying to get to know us." Maura moaned from her seat.
Shanks pulled out the graded papers and walked over to Maura's desk. He placed her paper with a "D" on it and said, "You are a girl that likes to sing and dance even if not many people see it. You also have a hatred for your sister, but listen to your brother. Well, when you're in class, I'm your brother so you will be listening to me. Now put out that cigarette." Maura stared at him before tossing her cigarette on the floor and grinding it into the hard floor with her foot.
Shanks walked over to Kyler and placed his paper with an "F" on it and said, "You are stuck trying to hide your relationship from your parents and it's starting to have an impact with your schoolwork and your ability to be on the school's soccer team. While I'm here, I will be your father's replacement. It's fine if you want to spend time with Maura, but do it when you're not in class so you can stop worrying about hiding your relationship while trying to get good enough grades to get back on the soccer team and out of my classroom." Kyler, like Maura had done, stared at Shanks before shrugging and stuffing his paper in his desk.
Shanks stopped at Elie's desk and placed her paper with an "F" on it before saying, "You don't like letting people see who you really are and what you really want. You want to help people, but you are also trying to fight off something or someone that is hurting you both inside and outside. In this room, think of me as a family member you can run to if you need help and don't be afraid to be yourself." Elie grunted, but didn't look Shanks in the eyes.
Shanks walked over to Kurt's desk and placed his paper with a "D" on it. "You are like Elie. You don't let people see who you really are inside or when you do, you express yourself in the wrong way. When partnered with Elie, you cause more damage to others. You and Elie are cousins, so in this class, think of me as a family member you can come to...just be a man and don't cry. Real men don't cry. Nice paper by the way. Next time, just say why the book sucks and you'll get an A." Kurt followed Elie's example and grunted.
Shanks walked to Larry, who was seated behind Kyler, in the middle row. He handed the man his "D" graded paper. "You shouldn't really even be in this school. You're twenty-five and in the same class as your best friend's little sister. You may be one of the lazy-types, but for God's sake, be a man and stop hanging around these kids. When I'm here, think of me as your best friend." Larry muttered a "whatever".
Only two papers were left to hand out: Johnny and Victoria's. Johnny's desk was the next stop. Shanks placed the "F" graded paper written in Al Bhed and said, "You don't get along with your family at all. I noticed that when I went to your house yesterday. However, you master languages quickly and seem to be able to speak two or three languages without any problems at all. If you can teach your Al Bhed language to the class over the time I'm here, you can get the class to speak it every day and hide secrets that you don't want anybody except for yourselves to know. When in class, think of me as a parent or an uncle that you can speak to without getting mad at. Your rule is that you can speak the language only when the class masters it or if you're teaching it." Johnny actually smiled at the suggestion of teach Al Bhed. He could speak it and not get punished for it.
Shanks walked behind Johnny and handed Victoria the last paper. It had a black "D" on it. "You are an artist that rarely anybody sees. Your family favors your other siblings and even your friend because they can sing, dance, write, or many other things. They do not see your artistic talents. For the next while, I would like you to think of me as a parent that sees you for what you are...and since I'm a temporary parent, I want you to draw whatever you want when I tell you." Victoria looked grateful and nodded.
Although, all the papers were handed out, Shanks had something to say to Lynn, who was seated behind Victoria. "Lynn, your family owns half of this island. They baby you. They give you no responsibilities and basically give you whatever you want, which leads to you thinking that you can have and do whatever you want and nobody can say or do anything to tell you no. Well, while we're both here, I'm going to be a temporary guardian and while I'm your guardian, you will not get what you want or be babied. You will also not be speaking through that little communicator in class. Now, where is your paper?"
Lynn actually started to protest. "That's not fair! You have no right treating me like I'm not any better than you! And besides, I don't have to do any papers. My looks will get me through life and get me lots of money."
Maura snorted from her desk, "Right. You think that will change her? Once a spoiled bitch always a spoiled bitch."
"Shut up, Maura!" Lynn screamed from her seat.
"Maura, you're not helping. Leave the spoiled brat alone." Shanks told Maura.
Maura smirked and nodded. She reached for her desk to pull out a cigarette, but was stopped when Shanks slammed his one hand on her desk. The girl jumped as she stared into the eyes of her teacher.
"I want all those cigarettes gone. You can smoke and piss off your sister at your own house, but while you're here learning under me, you will not smoke." He told her. He walked up to the front of the class and announced, "That goes for everybody here, too. No smoking, drinking or stealing will happen in this class. We don't need to smell the second-hand smoke. We also don't need to end up getting in a drunken fight if somebody steals another's items. Everyone got me?"
"Whatever." The class muttered. Well, it wasn't exactly the response Shanks was hoping for, but it was something. The next day he would work on getting the class to sound more enthusiastic when asked a question.
"Good. And now, for this morning's lesson. We're going to do some health. I got a friend that I borrowed some medicines and bandages from." He dug into his bag and pulled out a bottle. After looking at the label, he announced, "I got some rubbing alcohol. I'm guessing that you pour it into wounds and it makes the wounds heal and prevent infections."
"That's iodine, idiot." Elie said from her desk.
"Hey, I'm the teacher here and I know what I'm talking about. If I say that if the alcohol heals the wounds then that's what it's for." Shanks answered. "And now for a little demonstration. Since Kurt was nice enough to cut me with the dagger, I can use the alcohol to heal the wounds to show that it will do nothing heal." Elie rolled her eyes as she heard her teacher say that last part.
Shanks was not a healer. He knew that and so did the rest of the crew he traveled with and it sounded like Elie did too. The rest of the class probably didn't know that or if they did, then they were doing a good job of hiding the fact that they knew. The medicine he had did have the word "alcohol" on the label and ever since he was a kid, when he got hurt, alcohol was used to clean the wound. Unfortunately...
"AH SHIT! THIS CRAP BURNS!" Shanks screamed as he felt the rubbing alcohol enter a small, open wound on his left shoulder. He only put a little bit of the alcohol, not any more than ten drops, on the wound, but it burned like hell. Thankfully, because he only used a tiny bit of rubbing alcohol, the pain didn't last more than forty-five seconds.
"I told you, it was iodine not rubbing alcohol." Elie told him after the pain went away. Okay, she knew what she was talking about and definitely knew more about healing than he probably ever would. "You suck as a healer."
"You're right. I do suck as a healer. I can't heal worth a damn except for if I have to bandage little cuts. You know more about it than I do. From this moment on, Elie, you will be the new health teacher." Shanks announced, "So, get up here and teach us something."
Elie didn't move. All she did was stare hatefully at the man in front of the class although she had to admit that she was a little entertained when he injured himself because of the little healing knowledge he had. After a moment of staring, Elie spoke up in the same emotionless voice her father had, "You can't control me."
"Come on, Elie. I'm the leader here so get up here."
"No. I don't want to."
"Elie..."
Kurt decided to speak up in his cousin's defense, "She said she doesn't want to and if she doesn't want to then she doesn't have to."
Kurt and Elie were both kids. Shanks knew that, but what he also knew in the two days he'd known them, was that he could easily take them out if they weren't partnered up, but when they were together it would be almost impossible to take them down. Why Elie didn't want to teach health when she was clearly good at it was beyond Shanks, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. She had Kurt on her side and there was no way he could change her mind now.
"Okay kids and Larry, health is over. I hope you guys learned something."
"We learned that you're a sucky healer." Johnny answered.
"Uhhh...right. Well, that's something." Shanks admitted. Hey, it was true. He was surprised to hear that coming out of Johnny. Sure he expected something like what Johnny said to be said, but he thought that something like that would be coming out of Maura.
Time to move on the next thing on the teacher's mind. Art. Victoria liked art. If she didn't, then she wouldn't be drawing constantly in class nor would she be angry that her art supplies were taken away the night before by her parents due to a misunderstanding. Plus, drawing might lift her spirits and possibly some of the other students if she helped them with their drawing.
The room had a large closet that was only about nine feet away from the storage room that originally had the lab coat that Shanks took the day before after the students stole his clothes. The metal closet wasn't locked and probably the reason for that was that there wasn't much in the closet to begin with. Extra chalk for the blackboard, broken crayons, a few colored pencils, about one hundred sheets of white paper, some construction paper, and a few pens were in there. That was actually pretty pathetic.
Although Shanks had not been in a classroom since he was a really young kid, probably about nine or ten, at least the storage closets had more things inside them. The one here in his classroom didn't even have any markers or scissors. There was basically nothing and the whole class had to split all the supplies. Well, everyone would have to make do with what they had.
The little items that were in the storage closet fit in his one arm while he only took one single trip from the closet back to his desk. The things in his arm were dropped ungracefully onto the big desk in the front. A few colored pencils and papers bounced from the desktop to the floor. A dull rattling sound from the colored pencils echoed for about ten seconds as they rolled across the floor.
"Is this all you guys have?" Shanks asked the class.
"Unfortunately. This school worries more about sports, dances, and the classes that are better than us. We're stuck with the supplies the other classes are done using." Victoria explained in an upset voice.
"We only get a break if our teachers actually buy supplies for the class. This class gets the leftover money that wasn't used on dances, supplies for the other classes, and sports equipment." Johnny continued. "Sometimes we don't get any money at all."
Shanks turned to Lynn, who was staring at another student with a hand under her chin and a dreamy smile on her face. He looked at who Lynn was looking at and noticed that she had her eyes on Kyler. She kept looking at him and didn't move until Shanks asked her, "Lynn, your family owns half of this island. Don't they give this class any money?"
Lynn snorted and turned to her teacher, "Right. You think my parents and me actually give a damn about this class? Nobody here in the school give a damn about the others here. I'll be out of this class by next week."
"Thank God." Maura said out loud.
"Maura..." Shanks started. Maura rolled her eyes and shut her mouth. Lynn also didn't say anything, a relief to Shanks. He wouldn't have to listen to her whining or arguing for the moment. Now it was time for him to get to what he planned on doing with the class even if only a few were paying attention to him or he had only a few little art supplies left to use for the class. "Okay, since health didn't work and because I don't want to listen to any of Lynn's whining or Maura's talking back, we're going to do some art. I want you all to take a piece of paper or more and at least one crayon or colored pencil. With your supplies, I want you to draw something. It can be what you want, what you like, or anything else but it has to be something that you can explain."
At the start only Victoria, Maura, and Larry actually started walking up to the front to grab what they wanted. Kyler, Johnny, Lynn, Elie, and Kurt stayed put in their seats. They didn't want to move from where they sat.
Shanks had another idea to get them to move, "If you follow my instruction, tomorrow I'll take you to a place that has barrels of alcohol and drinks that I'm sure not even Elie has ever tasted and you'll all get to have all you want. In that place there are guys that will challenge you to fights and might even teach you something, but everyone has to do what I say."
The place Shanks was speaking of was nowhere but his own crew ship. He was telling the truth. The places that the Red Hair Pirates had traveled had rum, wine, and tons of other alcohol and he was sure that the people here on Starlight Island had never heard of some of the rum and wine brought over...mainly because the drinks were made secretly in little cities in all the blues. The crewmen were always looking for a good fight and it seemed that Kurt and Elie were, too. He probably should have thought it over before saying that, though. His crew had been around kids before, but that was a long time ago and they probably wouldn't want to be around his students. Oh well. They would have to live with it if all the students followed his order.
His plan worked. As soon as he finished making his promise, Kyler, Johnny, and Lynn started heading for the front. Elie looked at Kurt, who just simply shrugged. The two climbed out of their seats and followed the actions of the other students. Within thirty seconds, all eight of the students had a piece of paper and a drawing item before being seated in their own desks.
"Hey, can we turn on the radio?" Kyler asked from in front of Maura.
"The what?" Shanks asked.
"The radio." Kyler repeated. He pointed at a black box with knobs in the back of the room.
"Oh. Okay." Shanks answered. This was a simple request that wasn't ordered, so what harm could it do.
Kyler grinned and walked to the radio and turned one of the knobs. Some talking came out of the box followed by a song that was being sung with an upbeat tune.
"Ooh! I love this song!" Maura cried out. With nobody stopping her, she began to sing along with some of the song. She sang a little louder than the singer on the radio, but she didn't miss a word nor did she sound terrible with each word that came from her mouth.
I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why.
Without you it's hard to survive.
Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
I need you by my side.
"Maura, shut up! You're ruining the song with your annoying singing." Lynn shouted from her desk. Maura ignored her and kept singing the song.
Shanks didn't know why Lynn had something against Maura's singing. She was wonderful. Her voice was pure and melodic, like that of a siren's. He didn't say anything to tell her to stop singing. So far, only Lynn was complaining while the others were simply drawing away. Hell, even Kurt and Elie were drawing away with a broken crayon and piece of paper while the smoker sang and if those two weren't complaining, then he wouldn't say anything to stop Maura.
Minutes passed, although Shanks wasn't sure how many actually passed, and Maura kept singing while the class kept drawing and Lynn kept whining.
For the first time in the two days Shanks had known her, Victoria finally decided to speak up against Lynn. "Lynn, shut up and enjoy the song. You're just jealous that Maura can actually sing and dance while you can't." Victoria snapped at the whiner.
Lynn turned to Shanks and asked, "Are you going to let her talk to me like that!" She pointed at Victoria, who had continued drawing with the red colored pencil.
Shanks nodded and said, "Yup. Now shut up and do your work."
Lynn stared at him with her mouth wide open. Teachers never talked to her like that. Most of them were nicer about saying something like that while others didn't say anything at all. So, this guy was trying to make her be like the others? Not if she had something to do with it.
Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast.
I want this to last.
I need you by my side.
The song was finally over and so was the singing Maura had been doing for the past few minutes. The rest of the class except for Lynn clapped for the performance Maura had just done. Even Kurt and Elie, who did not look the least bit interested while Maura was singing, were clapping for her with emotionless looks on her face.
"What the hell were you doing, Maura! You just ruined one of the best songs ever made with your horrible singing!" Lynn shouted.
"Lynn, for God's sake, stop being a baby. It's not my fault that I can sing really good and you hate it because you obviously can't." Maura argued.
"Pfft. That was the answer I expected from someone like you, Maura, you unwanted piece of garbage." Lynn answered back.
"Unwanted piece of garbage? That's the best thing you can come up with, Lynn, you stupid talentless bitch." Maura shouted at Lynn.
"Okay girls, that's enough. The last thing we need to listen to is the two of you screaming insults at each other. That could probably take hours before you girls move to bitch-slapping." Shanks interrupted.
"Besides Maura, she's not worth it." Johnny said from next to Maura. Lynn suddenly looked like she wanted to explode. How dare somebody say that about her.
"Alright, moving on. Everyone show me what you did and tell me what it means." Shanks announced to the class. "Maura, you're up first."
Maura raised a delicate eyebrow and asked, "It's because my last name is first right?" Shanks nodded. Maura let out a little sigh and held up her picture. On her piece of paper was a badly drawn picture of a stick figure girl that had her hair. She was tossing what looked like a pail of water on a half liquid woman. "This is what I want. I wanna see if tossing a pail of water on Alice will make her melt like the witch in The Wizard of Oz."
Shanks let out a little smirk and said sarcastically, "You better show your brother that. I'm sure that will make him very happy." He then turned to Larry and said in a calmer voice, "Okay, you're up, Larry."
Larry held up his picture. On it, drawn just as horribly as Maura's drawing, was a stick figure man that actually looked an awful lot like himself, walking away from the building, flipping it off as he walked away. "That's me getting my ass out of this building forever." he explained.
"I think everyone wants to do that on graduation. Maura, didn't Adam do that on his graduation day?" Victoria asked. Maura nodded.
Shanks let out a chuckle. "Kyler?"
Kyler held up his paper with a grin on his face. What was drawn on his picture looked like a cartoon of some sort made in orange crayon. On the paper was Manson and it looked like a soccer ball was shoved halfway up his ass. No explanation was needed, but he earned the grins and laughs from the other students.
Shanks laughed and took the paper from Kyler. "I think I'll take this. This will give the people I live with a good laugh." he explained. While still laughing, he called on the next person, "Johnny?"
Johnny's paper was like Kyler's. It looked like some sort of a cartoon, but drawn in yellow colored pencil mixed with a little bit of green. Six kids were destroying a building with the words "Morning Glory High" written above it. Due to the hair styles and a few items held in the hands of the kids, Shanks was able to tell that the kids were Johnny, Victoria, Kyler, Maura, Elie, and Kurt. "It's our rebellion against this hellhole of a school." Johnny explained. From next to Johnny, Kyler gave the other boy a high-five.
Shanks took that paper away, too, claiming to want to use it for the crew's good laugh. "Victoria? What do you have for us?" he asked Victoria.
Victoria made a few little last second touches before holding up her drawing with a smile on her face. Drawn on the paper were seven people, the students minus Larry. Six of the seven were smiling. Elie and Kurt were standing back-to-back on the left side of the page with smirks on their faces and fists in the air. Kyler and Maura were next to them, at around the middle of the sheet. Like Elie and Kurt, they were standing back-to-back, but had open-mouthed smiles on their faces. Kyler had a soccer ball tucked under his right arm while Maura held a microphone. Johnny and Victoria were next to Kyler and Maura, at the right side. They were also standing back-to-back with smiles on their faces. Johnny wasn't holding anything, but Victoria was holding a paint brush in her left hand. Lynn was at the far right side of the page. She was the only one by herself and also the only one that was staring at the others on the paper with a hateful grin. Victoria, despite the fact that she only used a simple violet colored pencil, got all the details down for each student in her picture so each student looked like the way they really did. "Meet the Future that nobody expects to see." Victoria announced proudly.
Lynn looked at the picture and decided to try whining again, "Hey, that's not fair! Why am I the only one that is unwanted? That should be Maura! Why do you have to be mean to me!"
Shanks took the picture from Victoria, "I think I'll take this so that when I leave and don't see this, I'll know what could have been. Elie, you got something?"
Elie held up her drawing. An emotionless look was on her face. On the paper, drawn in a baby-blue crayon was a picture of four girls dancing on a stage that was decorated in Christmas decorations. One of the girls looked like she fell to the ground on her ass and began to cry. Two other girls stood in the background not doing anything but standing there emotionlessly. The fourth girl was at the end of the stage holding something, a doll probably, and dancing.
Shanks was about to ask Elie was the picture was about when Kyler yelled, "Dude, Elie! I didn't think that somebody would remember something like that!"
"What is it? What's the picture about?" Shanks asked.
"Elie drew the incident that happened at the Christmas play four months ago. The drama club made a new, more modern version of The Nutcracker for a play. Both Lynn and Maura were in that. On opening night, when the auditorium was packed, right in the middle of the play where both Lynn and Maura were supposed to dance, Lynn missed a step and fell down on her ass and started crying." Victoria explained.
"Everyone was laughing at her." Larry added. "Why did you draw that, Elie?"
Elie shrugged her shoulders and simply answered, "It amused me."
"It wasn't my fault that I fell! Maura tripped me!" Lynn argued.
"Lynn, Maura was all the way at the other side of the stage, how the hell could she trip you?" Johnny asked.
"Shut up! Just shut up!" Lynn screamed.
Shanks walked up to Elie and held out his hand. "Can I have that? I can look at that if I need a laugh."
Elie shrugged and handed the paper to him.
Shanks smiled at her. She didn't smile back. It didn't really bother Shanks. At least he knew that Elie wasn't an emotionless brat. "Lynn, what do you have?"
Lynn looked like she was about ready to start crying. Already it looked like most of the other drawings were insulting her. She wasn't a part of them or if she was, she was being made fun of. Nonetheless, she held up her paper. Drawn on it in pink crayon was what looked like a picture of Lynn dressed in what looked like a weird but skimpy outfit standing in front of a large group of people. The other people were bowing in front of her.
"Somehow, I'm afraid to ask what that is supposed to mean." Shanks told her.
"You're just as mean as everyone else!" Lynn shouted, "This is my future. Soon, the people on this backwater island will realize how great I am and will bow to me."
"Great, it's the apocalypse." Maura muttered.
"Shut up, Maura!" Lynn screamed. She turned to Shanks and asked in a sweeter voice, "Do you want to keep my picture, too?"
Shanks shook his head and answered, "No, that's okay. Just the warning for the apocalypse is enough. I don't need a picture, too. You keep it." Lynn looked angry, but didn't say anything else to him. Only one person was left. "Kurt, what did you make?"
Kurt held up his paper with an emotionless look on his face identical to the one on Elie's. His picture looked like him holding a handgun with gun coming out of it, as if just being fired. Despite being drawn with a broken gray crayon, this was a nice drawing, though not as nice as Victoria's picture. "When I don't beat the crap out of people, I shoot things." Kurt explained.
Shanks took his picture from him and explained, "I have some of the people I live with that are master sharpshooters. We're going to go visit them tomorrow on our little trip and they can teach you techniques to shoot your targets without even pointing at them with a handgun." He stood up in front of the class and announced, "Well, you all did a good job and I'm actually surprised you listened to me when I ordered you to do something. None of this is going to be leaving the classroom, so you don't have to worry about being punished and neither do I so..."
"I wanna make a complaint about all the hateful pictures and comments that were made against me!" Lynn argued. "You all are acting so mean and hateful and I haven't even done anything to you. If it wasn't for me..."
At the same time, all the students in the class roared, "SHUT THE HELL UP!" Even Kurt and Elie were yelling that. Shouts went back and forth between Lynn and the other students, mixed in with each other so the only thing Shanks could hear was a loud noise.
It seemed like a whole day passed when the bell finally rang. At the same time, the eight students in the room rushed out of the room. They were gone in five seconds.
Shanks took a look at the clock and placed a hand on his head, trying to dull the pounding that was occurring in side his head. It was wasn't even the afternoon yet; it was time for lunch and the students would be back in about an hour. Great. It's only 10:30 and already I got a headache. These kids are going to kill me. Shanks thought as he tried his hardest to enjoy the temporary silence in the room.
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A/N: Okay, that's chapter 4 for you guys. You were close when you tried to guess Johnny's language, Krow Blood. He's speaking Al Bhed. Al Bhed is a language that is spoken by a group of people with blonde hair and swirly green eyes (called the Al Bhed) in Final Fantasy X and X-2. I love speaking Al Bhed. I also do not know any Italian. I actually had to go online to figure out how to translate English words to Italian.
Alright, and to solve some confusion about the last chapter. I know I did not say why Johnny and Victoria were beating Shanks. I didn't say why ANY of the kids were beating Shanks up because technically Kyler wasn't even being yelled at, that was Maura that was being yelled at. The explanation was to be made in this chapter. Also about Shanks. I have not played Grand Battle nor do I plan on doing so in the future. The reasons: I do not like video games that are made from anime and never really have and Grand Battle is only a game that is like Mortal Kombat/Super Smash Brothers and I grow bored of those games within two weeks. Also, I do not like the dubbed voices of the characters (or even the show) and you or the computer controls Shanks so of course he's going to be good. Hell, if you got to fight as Rika, the little girl that tried to give rice balls (or cookies in the dubbed version) to an imprisoned Zoro (I refuse to ever call him 'Zolo') you could find a way to make her win fights despite the fact that she's a little girl with no weapon knowledge.
The song that Maura was singing was Everytime we touch by Cascada. I love that song so much. R/R, but don't flame me please and if any of you have any suggestions or want to point out something that I did incorrectly or put in something that does not make sense, then do not hesitate to let me know through e-mail or review.