1SUGARHIGH! Chapter 7- Bonus Side Story!
After a long, horrible case of Writer's Block, I'm finally back...even though this technically isn't the story... Oh well! You'll still review, RIGHT? RIGHT?! Oh yeah, Crane D'obus is French for Chrome Dome! Oh yeah, again, no one is hyper in this story. Unless they become hyper in said story. On with the fruits of my imagination!
Disclaimer: Still own zilch. See other chapters.
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Emaleth's alarm clock buzzed angrily. She had hit 'Snooze' multiple times. It was time to wake up. She stumbled out of bed and took a quick shower. She could tell that Erik had already made breakfast and was waiting for her. She hurried a little more than usual.
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Erik wondered what Emaleth could possibly be doing to take this long. She usually took only fifteen minutes and thirty-seven seconds before she begged for breakfast. He decided to give her five more minutes until he would begin eating. Erik was, however, very hungry and decided not to wait after all. Emaleth bursted into the kitchen moments after word. She had forgotten that it was Friday, a school day.
"Ugh," She mumbled, obviously annoyed.
"What's up?" Erik asked, for some reason concerned. He didn't want to incur Emaleth's Tofu-y wrath. He had tasted this wrath before, and it was not something he would willingly do again.
"I have school today...," she stated, still obviously annoyed. She was a good student, but she hated school. She felt so alone there. Suddenly, she got an idea. Erik had never been to school before. Maybe he wanted to give it a shot. She was more than willing to let him.
"Hey, Erik," she started off, "do you want to go to school with me? It's Tofu-free..."
Erik thought it over. There wasn't much he could lose, so he agreed quickly. Emaleth smiled. She knew that Erik would regret his decision by the end of the day...
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As they neared the school, they noticed something was off. Way off. There was no one waiting out side, as usual. However, there was something so horrible, so evil, that it could only be described as a Furby lying on the ground. Erik and Emaleth took one look at it and started to scream. No one took much notice. When the Vice Principal finally took the thing away, our duo walked into the school.
"Ready, Erik?" Emaleth asked to deaf ears. Erik was beyond 'ready'. He looked more Zombie-ish than normal. All of the people seemed to freak him out. They were not HIS kind of people. They were too colorful in their clothing selections.
"Are these people always THIS happy? They are way too involved with sports." Erik asked.
"Sadly, yeah." Emaleth mournfully replied. She wished that her school wasn't so sports-obsessed. A sudden announcement interrupted her thoughts.
"All students report to the auditorium immediately after Homeroom," the announcement lady said.
"What's that mean?" Erik asked Emaleth, feeling dreadful.
"It means, my dear Erik, that we are going to have to sit through a couple of hours of 'Don't do drugs, drugs are bad'. We get this about twice a year." Emaleth curtly replied. She hated these things. She would never do drugs, she didn't even think about it. She led Erik to Homeroom.
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Homeroom was the norm, loud and annoying. Erik, as expected, hated it. Emaleth felt a pang of happiness particularly when her Homeroom teacher didn't know who Erik was and started cursing him off in Spanish. Erik retaliated by refusing to speak English and would only speak French to the teacher. He, of course, spoke English to everyone else. That fact pretty much annoyed the teacher to past the point of no return.
"You, whoever you are! What are you, some Frenchman?! I hate the French language more than anything! SPANISH IS SOOOO MUCH BETTER!!! AUGHHHHH!"she screeched. With that last revelation, her head exploded. All of the French students cheered. The Spanish students would never forget this loss in the Epic Battle Between the French and Spanish Students. The liberating bell rang, and all of the students went off to the auditorium.
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At the assembly, Erik and Emaleth sat near the back. Emaleth tried to not pay attention, but the temptation was too great. She was shocked at what they dared to show in their presentation. While she tried to not watch the unspeakable horrors on the screen, Erik was immersed in the presentation. He was glad that he had quit opium a long time ago. He felt sad and relived at the same time.
"See what could happen to you? Don't do drugs!" the Principal had ended the assembly. Emaleth sighed, still depressed about the assembly.
"Let's go to Math..." she said wearily.
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At math class, Emaleth and Erik were bored. They already knew all of this stuff. The only interesting thing that happened was that a giant Furby abducted the Teacher. Oh well. Emaleth's next class was lunch. They had fries and milk for lunch, since they were pre-packaged. Some students had eaten the food that the school had made. They were never seen or heard from again.
After lunch, it was the most dreaded of all classes. Gym.
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"No, Erik. You CANNOT follow me into the Girl's Locker room. You have to go to the Boy's Locker room, or wait in the bathroom," Emaleth explained, for the zillionth time. Erik didn't want to be left alone in a different environment than he was used to.
"DON'T LEAVE MEEEEE!!!!" Erik screamed after the retreating Emaleth. He decided to wait in the bathroom, since he didn't know any of the guys.
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They played dodge-ball during gym, Guys vs. Girls. No one won, Erik and Emaleth flat-out refused to play. Not that they were a vital part of the team. When the Teacher mercifully blew the whistle, they ran away. It was French time!
Erik loved the French language. He thought that it sounded better than any other. The French Teacher loved him as soon as she found out that he spoke fluent French. She even gave the class no homework, as long as Erik would come back to give a presentation on the amazing-ness of France. He quickly agreed, there was so much he could teach the unsuspecting students.
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After French, it was English time. Emaleth's class was reading Phantom by Susan Kay. The Teacher had noticed Erik's Phantom-y garb.
"You, the one with the Half-mask. How do feel about the Phantom's life in the book? Do you like the Phantom or Raoul? Why are you dressed like the Phantom?" she asked Erik.
"Madam. I feel that Erik is way better than that Barbie-doll. I think that the Phantom is amazing and a genius and deserves to win a large amount of money. I am dressed like the Phantom simply because I AM the Phantom. Also, his name is Erik, so please remember that for future reference. That will be all," with that...interesting reply, Erik had made the 'poor' Teacher faint. Oh well. Emaleth was laughing hysterically.
"Come on Erik. It's World History time. We're learning about 19th century France, so you'll have fun with that," Emaleth managed to choke out as the bell rang.
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Erik was surprisingly good in World History. He complimented the Teacher on her extensive knowledge of France. The Teacher also fell under Erik's spell, not giving the class any Home work. She asked Erik to come back to give a presentation to the Seniors. Erik joyfully agreed.
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Emaleth's last class was Architecture. Erik really enjoyed that. He drew a scale model of the Opera House on Computer Aided Designs and Drafting (CADD). The Teacher was impressed, much like many of the others. She gave Emaleth an extra eraser for Erik's efforts. Emaleth was extremely grateful to Erik. He made her day at school a lot more fun.
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As they walked home, past the Furby Army of Doom, Erik asked Emaleth something very important.
"Emaleth, will you enroll me in your school? It was ...interesting. But for some reason, I want to go back again," he asked. Emaleth thought for a minute then answered.
"Okay!"
That was how Erik got another education and became a little more social. He helped all of the Teachers out on many occasions. At least, until 'HE' came along...
TBC...?
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...Not my best work, but not my worst work either. REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
That's all for this installment of the epic Saga. (No, not as epic as Star Wars (I wish I owned that) but still epic.)
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