The next morning, Yorki stood in front of the Gol D Roger High School. He wore his green coat over a white shirt, black pants, and his cowboy hat. He took a deep breath and entered the building.
"What's your business here?" a woman with hair that reached her chin asked.
"Um…I'd like to speak the principal," Yorki said.
"What do you need?" the woman asked.
"Well, I heard there was no choir, so I thought I'd start one at this school," Yorki explained.
"A choir?" the woman said. She looked at Yorki for a few moments before she said, "Say, I know you. You were that choir teacher at Rumbar High. My niece was in your choir in senior year. She always told me about her classes, but she said that you quit choir."
"Really? Your niece?" Yorki said, trying to think of who this woman was talking about. Then, he remembered. "Oh yeah! I remember her now. You must be Shakky," Yorki said.
"The principal, Silvers Rayleigh, is in the office. You may go see him," Shakky said.
Yorki walked into the office and saw an elderly man with glasses and a goatee. "I heard you talking to Shakky. You're here to start a choir, eh?" Rayleigh asked.
"Yes sir, I have a lot of experience as a choir teacher and I am willing to do it," Yorki said.
"Well, it's too late to start an actual choir class, but you could start out with a club first, and if that does well…we might start an official class," Rayleigh stated.
"Might?" Yorki said.
"I don't know who would want to join a choir club. There's a chance someone will join, but there is also a chance nobody will," Rayleigh said.
"Don't worry, Principal Silvers, I know this club will work out," Yorki stated.
Yorki then went to work on organizing permission for the students that wanted to participate and threw together a sign-up sheet. He hung it on the bulletin board in the school near the office and started to walk out of the school when a bell went off. Within seconds, the halls were filled with students all trying to get to their class. Yorki stood by to see if any of them noticed the sign-up sheet.
Then, he saw Brook running down the hall and up to Yorki. "Mr. Yorki! What are you doing here?" the boy asked.
"Oh, I thought about your offer and I decided to start a choir club at your school. Principal Rayleigh says that if it does good, there can be a real choir class next year," Yorki stated with a smile.
Brook got a surprised expression at first, and then he seemed to be overjoyed. "Woo-hoo! Finally! A choir club at this school!" he cheered.
"Don't get too excited, I'm not sure if anyone other than you are going to sign up for this club. I need at least 10 members for it to work," Yorki explained.
"I can help with that! All we have to do is advertise!" Brook stated. Brook then stood near the sign-up sheet, acting casual for a few moments, before he started jumping around and going nuts. "HEY! THERE'S A SIGN-UP SHEET TO JOIN THE CHOIR! CHOIR IS THE COOLEST THING IN THE WORLD! SIGN-UP AND YOU'LL BECOME PART OF THE GREATEST GROUP OF SINGERS THIS SCHOOL HAS EVER SEEN!"
"Well…that's one way to grab people's attention," Yorki thought, sweat dropping.
"There's a choir now?" the long-nosed boy asked as he and the straw hat boy ran up to Brook.
"Yes! It's being taught by my old choir teacher, Mr. Yorki!" Brook exclaimed, pointing at Yorki.
"So you took the offer after! Well, I'll just grab a permission form and-hey, where are the permissions?" Usopp asked, seeing the bin was empty.
"See, Mr. Yorki! All the permission forms are gone! I knew we'd do this right! By the way, could you make three more copies for me and my friends?" Brook asked his teacher.
"Um…Brook, the other students didn't take the permission forms. Only one did," the straw hat teen stated.
Brook looked at the crowd of students to see only one person had all the forms. He was tall, with short blonde hair, tan skin, and wearing a pink, feathery coat.
"Doflamingo! Put those forms back!" Brook shouted angrily.
"A choir club? Are you kidding me? Has this school gotten so desperate for a club, they started a choir one? The only clubs this school is interested in are sports clubs. Nobody has time for any choir! In fact, choir is for sissies!" Doflamingo sneered as he crumpled the forms up into a ball.
"Stop that! Doflamingo! If you keep doing that, I'm telling the principal!" Brook shouted.
"Rayleigh doesn't scare me! Fufufufu!" Doflamingo laughed as he threw the paper at Brook's face, making him stumble and fall.
"Doffy you bastard!" the long-nosed boy shouted.
"Who are you calling a bastard?" Doflamingo asked, grabbing the teen by the nose and raising him off the ground.
"Ow! OWOWOWOWOW!" Usopp shouted in pain.
"Hey! Put that kid down!" Yorki ordered the teen.
"And who are you?" Doflamingo asked the teacher.
"I'm Mr. Yorki, the man that is starting the choir club," Yorki stated.
Doffy released the teen and glared at Yorki, until he grinned sinisterly. "I've heard of you, you're that choir teacher that was involved in that big crash 2 years ago! The one where all the choir brats died!" he sneered.
Yorki went stiff. He was surprised a punk like Doflamingo knew about that!
"Here that! A bus full of choir kid died! Do you want to die too?" Doflamingo shouted.
"Wait! I was in that crash, and I'm alive!" Brook stated. "And besides, the crash didn't occur because it was a choir! It was the driver's fault! He drove on the wrong side of the road!"
"Still, everyone died except you and this teacher of your right? That's what I call dumb luck," Doflamingo sneered.
"Mr. Yorki! Get Doflamingo to shut up! He's making fun of choir!" Brook shouted.
Then, the teen noticed Mr. Yorki was walking out the door and down the sidewalk, leaving the school.
"Mr. Yorki!" Brook shouted as he ran outside and went after his teacher, with his two friends following close behind.
"What a bunch of geeks!" Doflamingo laughed.
"Yeah, just a bunch of geeks desperate for a choir," Bellamy said.
"That choir will not last a second in this school, I mean, who would join a choir here! Fufufufu!" Doflamingo laughed as he and his crew left the hall.
The students left the hall and went to class as well, except for three students that stood over the crumpled up permission forms. A green-haired man, a blonde man, and a tangerine-haired girl.
Brook went after Yorki, shouting, "Mr. Yorki! Come back! Doflamingo was just being a jerk! He always likes to put people down like that, even teachers!"
"Brook! You realize you're skipping your next class right?" Yorki said, seeing the teen go after him.
"Relax, it's just study hall," the long-nosed boy said.
"Yeah, and we always goof off in there. They won't miss us," the straw hat boy stated.
"Come back, Mr. Yorki! We can still do the choir! We just need an audience that doesn't consist of bullies like Doflamingo," Brook said.
Yorki looked at Brook and the two teens and asked, "You really think I can teach a choir club?"
"Yes! We believe in you!" Brook exclaimed.
Yorki grinned and said, "Fine, I'll do it, but first we got to fix up all those permission forms Doffy ruined."
The group of four went back into the school and saw that all the permission forms were back in order. The papers were a little wrinkly, but they were all in one piece.
"Wow! Someone picked up all the papers for us!" Brook said.
The straw hat boy went over and counted the paper. "I think all the papers are here. All 17," he stated.
"17? I put out 20," Yorki said. The group was silent until they got excited.
"I can't believe! Three people took a permission slip! The plan is working! If their parents agree to let them join the choir, we're in business!" Brook exclaimed.
"Let's go get our parents' permission!" the long-nosed man exclaimed as he grabbed a slip and ran off.
The straw hat boy and Brook grabbed forms too and also ran off.
Yorki watched them leave and smiled. "Maybe there will be a choir in this school yet," Yorki said, smiling.
Well, there's going to be a choir club at Gol D Roger high. I wonder who the three students that already plan on signing up are?
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