"THEN YOU WEAR IT! I can't smell and I told ya I can't smell and I meant it! All I get from that BLASTED perfume are those DAMNED chemicals! I can't even taste this FOOD because of it!" Melle sighed and continued to eat what she could of her meal.
"GREAT! Can I have it...? THANKS!" Fatso reached over the tabled and grabbed the plate up.
"NO Y'CAN'T!!" Melle grabbed the top of Fatso's head and stretched it back, sending him flying like a sling-shot. "This is MY food BLIMPIE!" and with that Melle proceeded to finish her breakfast before getting up to her feet.
"'EY! Nobody treats my brudder dat way... Who da hell do y'think ya are comin' in here an actin' all high an mighty SKIN SACK?!" Stretch finally floated up from his seat and narrowed his eyes at the human intruder.
"I think that I'M running late for SCHOOL... and that I'm a guest and should be treated KINDLY as one! A rude host deserves a RUDE reply." Melle smirked and threw her back pack over her shoulder. "See ya at School Kat...!"
"N-no no! Wait up, I'm coming too!" Kat quickly grabbed her things and rushed out the door behind Melle. "Way to go air head.." She sneered at Stretch a little more.
Ghastly who'd been watching this from her spot across the table floats over to Stretch. "Oh, BTW Gruesome... You'd better eat ALL of your meal.. You're looking a little... pale... and thin! Lemme HELP YOU!" Grabbing up Stretches plate she dumped it over his head, letting the mess sit there. "HRMPF!" and with that she floated off after Melle. By this point Stretch about exploded as he started to fly after her. However, Dr. Harvey placed himself between Stretch and Ghastly, a dangerous position I might add.
"U-uuh... Heheh, Yeah! How about you save that anger and we discuss it in todays session?" Dr. Harvey laughed nervously looking at Stretch who's eye just twitched.
"WHATEVER! WHO DA 'ELL CARES WHAT DAT DIM DAME THINKS ANYWAYS?!" A growl formed in Stretchs throat as he planted himself back down into his seat. It irritated him the most that someone got the last word before he did!! It was like his good name was being walked all over. Fatso who had returned just placed his butt back down and started eating again. It was a few moments later that he'd get an idea.
"Heh, Dey ain't like normal fleshies! We need t'find out what makes dem tick...!" Fatso pointed to his head, soon after placing a donut to his mouth.
"W-why, DATS A GREAT IDEA FATSO! ...Dat's a foist..." Stinkie thought to himself a moment and laughed. "I'll follow dat Melle girly t'school an' find out what makes 'er tick! Den we's can all give 'er a good scare!!"
"...You two 're usin' ya brains...?! OY! Is it near apocalyptic time er somethin...?" Stretch rolled his eyes and waved his hand at Stinkie. "Get movin' den!"
"FELLA'S now you've disappointed me. Going so far as to stalk that poor girl to harass her. Is that how far you've lowered your standards? Harassing little girls...? You can't find anyone else to spend your time on...?" Dr. Harvey stood there with his arms crossed.
Fatso and Stretch just exchanged evil grins as they picked the Doctor up and placed him in a wheel barrel, sending him sailing down the side walk towards town. The two could be heard cackling in the background while the Doctor screamed his lungs out.
On the way to school Melle and Kat walked side by side as they chatted about things from yesterday. The two seemed to be lost in their own little world while Stinkie crept up behind them. His eyes narrowed he spotted Ghastly right off the bat. Some how he'd have to get rid of her...! How was he to make his moves without HER gettin' in the way...? So while he plotted he placed a hand to his chin a moment. The whole while he followed the girls to their classroom. That's all he wanted was the location of her first class. NOW he could put his plan into motion. Though first he was distracted by the familiar sound of snooty laughter. The ghost raised an eyebrow as he looked on as the girls proceeded to harass Melle and Kat.
In amusement he watched as Ghastly snagged the girls books and flung them out the window. Now THIS was amusing and entertaining. He laughed his little cackle and grinned from ear to ear with interest. "Hrmn... Too bad dat ain't gonna last long...!" From there Stinkie proceeded to the janitors room. There he snagged himself one of those powerful floor vacuums, willing it towards Melles first class. "Dis'll keep dat ghoul outta da way fer now...!" With an evil grin he floated back through the wall and towards Ghastly, appearing ONLY to bother her and make her give chase.
"What're YOU doing here?!" Ghastly whispered demandingly as she watched him. When all she got was a nasty look and a few vulgar movements, she followed after the ghost with cruel intentions. Positioning himself with the vacuum he turned it on just as Ghastly floated through the wall. In no time he had that ghost sucked up nicely into the cleaner as he dropped it to the ground.
"Thanks fuh bein' a Sucker!" Stinkie exploded into laughter as he flew off through the wall towards Melle. Happily he placed himself in Ghastlys spot, his arms folded over his chest. "So dis' is school eh? Dun look like anythin' special t'me... kinda borin..." As he stared on at the teacher and the board, he picked his nose pulling out something gooey. Making an evil look he flung it at some boy near the front who immediately was grossed out over it. Looking around the room the boy tried to pin point who did it. Stinkie just snickered to himself as quietly as he could. However the teacher picked up on it and looked towards Melle.
"Excuse Me, is something FUNNY?" Mr. Thompson questioned and waited for a reply.
"N-no... no sir! Not at all..!" Melle blinked unsure of why she was being asked this. After all she hadn't done anything at all to provoke this attention. Had she? Well she just quietly went about her business again. To help pass the time Stinkie decided to play pranks on people, Switching certain items into other peoples backpacks. Oh What a RIOT there'd be later!! Namely, he decided to switch some peoples homework papers around, including Kats who he deemed in need of some spooking.
As he floated from place to place he over heard people chit-chatting between themselves. "That new girl Melle is really weird... I mean, she doesn't even dress like a normal girl!" One girl whispered over to the other. "Oh I KNOW! She's so totally weird...She smells like a dump!" The other girl whispered back. Another student also got carried in on it, "Yeah... I heard a rumor that's where she lived...! I hear she's an orphan!". The last one finally replied, "And what's with those streaks in her hair? Is she trying to be like, some punk poser?"
Stinkie just tilted his head as he listened to the idiots talk. Just WHAT was the problem with livin' in a dump...? What's wrong with not dressing like a girly girl either...? And just what's was wrong with the streaks in Melle's hair...? It was one of the few things he liked about the fleshie! "ERK!? D-did I jus' think dat?!" Pausing a moment Stinkie questioned himself as he looked back at Melle who appeared depressed as she peered at the ever watchful student eyes. "NO WAY! Hrmnpf! Stretch would kill me... again! Heh, In fact! I'll make 'er life miserable startin' now!" The specter proclaimed as he watched students reach for their homework only to find everyone else's. Bickering broke out in the classroom.
"Like I would even TOUCH your paper! I studied SUPER hard on this thing! I wouldn't need YOUR lousy paper!!" Kat tossed the girls homework back at her and demanded for her own, which some boy in the front of the class held.
"WELL! Since you all seem to like SHARING your homework, how about you SHARE some quality time in DETENTION!" Mr. Thompson smacked his hand on the desk. By the end of the hour there were plenty of kids who were already disgruntled about what had happened so far. Through out the day Stinkie would go about ringing the bells WAY too early, and as far as throwing chalk at the teachers, or making stupid drawing on the chalk board about the teachers. He'd also go as far as starting rumors around the school about certain kids. He had even went as far as to put a rotting fish into the lunch line!
By the end of the day all Stinkie learned was that poor Melle was bullied far worse than him or any of his brothers could ever hope to do. It was no wonder they couldn't scare her! She'd experienced so much as it would be. This was one tough cookie! Heh, or at least it seemed that way. He was rather impressed with her skills to be able to take what was dished at her. Normally by this point any normal Fleshie would've cracked! There still had to be a way...! STILL had to... and he'd find out some way. "Sheesh, dese Fleshies are harsh on dey're own kind! Pfft, No wonder Stretch ain't so fond of dem! If dats how dey treat alla of da ones dat're different.. Heh! It almost makes y'feel kinda sorry for da ghoul." He mumbled to himself.
"I wonder what happened to Ghastly...?" Melle questioned looking at Kat.
"Maybe she went off to haunt some place...?" Kat suggested as she looked back at Melle.
"Well, maybe, but that'd be a little out of character for her! Usually she'd tell me before she went off and did something like that." Trailing off Melle looked behind her in hopes to see her friend.
"Well... Maybe it was something really important. I'm... I'm sure she'll show up. You'll see!" Kat tried to make her feel better. Though meanwhile poor Ghastly was still trapped inside of that blasted vacuum cleaner in the school.
"LEMME OUT!!! LEMME OUT!!" Is all that Ghastly had shouted for hours in hopes that someone would hear. Then again, Maybe it was BAD if someone heard it...after all a talking Vacuum wasn't something you wanted to touch. So for the night she quieted down and just dealt with it.