Die: BORED NOW! I never thought I grow tired of reading yaoi, but I suppose I can surprise even myself. What's this? A new chapter? IMPOSSIBLE! Wait, no, it's totally possible, what am I talking about? Behold, chapter, I shall write you with my superior mental mind powers. LET ME WRITE LEMONS!

Cali: ...Wow. Really? You re-wrote like half of that monologue... Thanks for giving her new material LittleKuriboh...

Die: ... Chazz...

Cali: And of course she reverts back to that...

Die: ... Aster...

Cali: What the EFFing hell? That's new... (and btw, thanks for letting me borrow your EFFs, Marik)

Die: ... Zane... Goddammit, there aren't enough spaces. Um, okay, let me see here... Jaden...

Cali: ...she's still on the monologue... I think we should just own up. We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh GX or Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged because we are clearly not LittleKuriboh... (But we're fans. :D)

Die: WHY ARE THESE THE ONLY FIVE-LETTER NAMES I KNOW?

Chapter Three: Holy Innocence

Bastion threw a concerned glance out the window, seeing the darkened figure in the hammock on the roof of the Obelisk Blue dorm, as it had been for the past week. Apparently, Chazz had refused to sleep in his room with Zane since the arrival of the new students, and he couldn't help but think it had something to do with him.

The sharp rap of knuckles on the door resounded through the room, "Bastion?" Cienna's voice was muffled through the door.

"It's open!" he called, not finding the want to take his eyes from Chazz's figure.

She stepped into the room, offering a sheepish smile, with her suitcase in hand. She sat down on the extra bed. "Hey."

"How do you like the room?" he asked. "They tried to put me in a Slipher-esque room with a bunk bed, but I wanted one more like the ones in the Obelisk, the pair of single beds." He grinned. "Luckily, they give you both options in the Ra dorms, otherwise I would've had to do what Chazz is doing and sleep on the roof in a hammock."

Her sheepish smile remained. "Probably a good choice… 'cause I, uh, have some news for you." She reached up to fiddle with her earrings.

"Hmm?" His slate gray eyes widened when the figure neared the edge of the roof, black wings spread as the wind tugged at raven hair and elegant feathers.

"Bastion, you might want to stop ogling Chazz for a second and listen to me." A hint of sharpness appeared in her voice, counteracted by the understanding note tangled in it.

He jumped guiltily, tearing his eyes from the window and refocusing them on her. "I wasn't ogling Chazz!" he protested, the light blush across his cheekbones contradicting his very words.

She nodded, looking quite unconvinced. "Sure, sure. But let's get to the point at hand." She took a deep breath. "I'm your roommate."

"What the hell?" he spluttered, eyes wide.

She shrugged sheepishly. "I was assigned last week. I've just been… busy."

"Doing what?"

"Umm…" Her cheeks turned bright pink and she looked away.

"BERNARD, I FOUND A KOALA!" A demon girl ran into the room, her long dirty blonde hair streaming behind her, holding Pharaoh close to her chest with a bra on the poor cat's head.

Cienna's eyes widened in complete horror, immediately moving across the room and scooping the unfortunate cat from the other girl's arms. She pulled the bra off Pharaoh's head and chucked it at the idiotic girl. She set the cat on her lap as she sat back down, scratching it behind its ear calmingly. To Bastion, she asked. "Who the hell is this?"

"Hi there! My name is Alexis Rhodes, and what did you do to that poor koala?"

Cienna stared at her blankly. "Cienna Oliver and, don't take this the wrong way, but you're an idiot."

She giggled, bouncing over to Bastion's side and affectionately nuzzling his jaw, oblivious to his discomfort. "Zane and Chazz call me that on a normal basis, but I still don't know what it means!"

"…"

"Alexis, why don't you go back to your dorm? You know Professor Crowler doesn't like full-bloods in the half-blood dorm," Bastion said uncomfortably, pushing her away and barely managing to conceal his disgust.

She beamed. "Okay Bacteria!"

The moment the other girl had left the room, Cienna rounded on Bastion. "Is that normal?"

He sighed. "Sadly, yes. If her father wasn't Levithian, she wouldn't even be here." He longed to take off his jacket and spread his wings, but with the curtains open and the door unlocked, the idea wouldn't be a wise one, and he was reluctant to remove his view to the demon on the roof.

"I guess I'll have to get used to her then… since we're roommates…" She sighed again, setting the cat beside her and falling back onto the bed. "Yay."

"Hey Bastion, I don't get this homework!" Jaden complained, barging into the room with Syrus clinging nervously to his arm.

"Jaden, we aren't supposed to be here," the blue-haired angel stated, but the brunet just brushed him off.

"Yeah, but Bastion's better at math than you are!"

Cienna laughed, sitting up against the wall and pulling her knees up to her chest. "You've been awful at math since you were a kid, Jaden."

"So you'll help me?" He perked up, his imaginary tail wagging behind him.

She thought for a moment, completely immune to the puppy-dog eyes. "Only because you're entertaining."

"Great!" He put the paper down on the bed. "What the hell is a sin?"

"You mean… sine?" She couldn't hold back her giggles.

"I don't know what the fuck it is, I slept through that lesson!"

"As I can testify to," Syrus added, recalling how warm Jaden's head had been on his shoulder. It had been almost… heart-warming, just as much as it was when the other kids teased the brunet about having such small wings for an angel.

"Of course you did." She smiled. "It's a ratio for the length of the side opposite angle theta over the hypotenuse side length."

"And what about cos and tan?"

Bastion stepped in then. "Cos, short for cosine, is for the adjacent side to theta over hypotenuse, and tan, short for tangent, is for the opposite over the adjacent. Happy now?"

Jaden's green eyes were wide. "Whaaaaaaaat?" he blurted, having obviously missed the whole explanation.

"Use your mathbook," Bastion advised him boredly.

"But that's boriiiiiiing!" he complained.

"Then you should have paid better attention in class."

Cienna jumped in to prevent Jaden's whining from progressing, snatching Jaden's pencil from his hand. "Here I'll write it in Jaden language." She immediately set to work labeling the triangles and writing explanations for the ratios on the side of the paper.

"Thank you Cienna," he murmured, hugging her. Syrus couldn't help but notice the brunet's wings didn't come around her like they would when Jaden would hug him.

"No problem, Jaden." She replied, handing him the paper. "Now go do your homework, Kid." She pushed the boy in the general direction of the door, offering a kind smile. "I have my own work to do."

"Okay!" He reached around, dragging Syrus along behind him.

Bastion turned back to the window, giving another longing look over to the roof of the other building and its occupant.

Cienna went to unpacking, smiling at him for a moment as she scooted across the room, dumping her underwear and bras in a drawer. "You're gay." She said absently.

"Excuse me?" he asked, not entirely sure he was hearing her correctly.

She looked up from organizing the drawer, eyebrows high on her forehead. "You're gay."

"Where did that come from?"

She shrugged. "Well I've known for a while… I guess I felt the need to note it."

"O… kay."

Chazz could still taste Bastion's blood in the back of his throat even though he hadn't touched the half-angel since their encounter a week ago. He found himself craving the unbelievably pure flavor, staring at the other boy's neck during class before he snapped himself out of it with a jerk. Even now, knowing that Bastion was right across campus, it was enough to bring his fangs to the forefront of his jaw. Sighing in defeat, he reached down into his pants and gently stroked himself, deciding to soothe one fire with another. His fangs bit into his lip as he struggled to hold back a moan or two at the imagining of crimson flowing down his throat again, unable to stop his hips from jerking forward into his hand.

"Enjoying yourself, Chazz?"

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL, ZANE!" he yelped, his hand flying out of his pants as he wheeled on the other demon, blushing a bright red.

Looking just slightly disgruntled, he shrugged. "What?"

"AT LEAST LET ME KNOW BEFORE YOU COME UP HERE! THROW A STONE, STOMP YOUR FOOT, SOMETHING!"

"I wasn't aware I needed permission to arrive on the roof." Zane said.

"Oh, fuck you!"

"No thanks, I'm good."

He groaned. "What do you want?"

"You haven't tried to kill that half-angel kid in a week." Zane stated by way of answering.

"Did it ever occur to you that I've been biding my time for the right moment?"

"Considering the fact that you used absolutely no discretion or planning last week, I really doubt it."

"Oh, fuck you!"

"You're trying to rehash an old topic, Chazz. I already said no."

"… I might have poisoned him, you know."

"You're not that subtle, Chazz. Quit bullshitting me."

"That's my story and I'm sticking to it." The emergence of his fangs told him the arguing was pointless.

"Well you're bullshitting yourself, too, I suppose." Zane continued.

"Who have you been screwing with, Cienna?" he asked rhetorically, spinning on his heel and throwing himself onto his hammock.

"Actually, yes." He smirked.

He let out a groan. "That was supposed to be a rhetorical question, Zane, and besides, I thought you had more class than to take up with a bastard."

"At least I'm not falling for one. And an angel bastard at that." He shot back.

"I'M NOT FALLING FOR THAT ANGEL BASTARD, FUCKDAMMIT!"

Zane raised his eyebrow. "I'm sure you think that."

"I'M NOT!" Ebony eyes were burning, fangs drawing blood on Chazz's chin from the force of his anger.

Zane shrugged. "Whatever you say, Princeton."

"Asshole," he growled, flipping his black-feathered wings around to face the other demon.

"That's me." He replied, a small smirk adorning his face.

"Let me revise that last statement: Pretentious self-centered asshole."

"Yep, still pretty accurate."

"Fuck you!"

"Gods Chazz, you really are horny."

He groaned. "Is there a reason why you came up here, or did you just decide to annoy me?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

"Fuck you Zane!"

"What the hell happened to your wings, Yuki?" The taller boy of the group snarled. "I mean, they're fucking tiny."

"Yeah." The second boy laughed darkly. "They look like a half-breed's wings, for Gods' sake. What kind of angel are you?"

Jaden gritted his teeth, clutching the book he'd gotten for Syrus closer to his chest. "Could you please move, I'm trying to get back to my dorm."

They barred his way, grinning. "No. I don't think we will. What do you think boys?" The other angels shook their heads, grinning just as wickedly as the leader.

His feathers bristled, pristine white wings coming out on either side of him in a display meant to intimidate. "Let me pass, Syrus is expecting me."

The leader laughed again, his own snowy white wings snapping out from behind him gracefully. "Is that supposed to matter, shrimp?"

"It should," he murmured. "If I'm late, Syrus will go looking for Cienna and Bastion, which means Chazz and Zane shouldn't be too far behind."

"Because we're afraid of a girl, a math-dork, and two fucking demons?" The second jumped in, snarling back.

"Don't insult them, Cienna could kick your asses to hell and back!" he snarled, wings moving to try to make themselves even bigger.

"I guess we'll just have to see her try." The first laughed without worry, reaching forward and pushing Jaden back.

He let out a cry, the fingers of his free hand scrabbling at the air as his wings came forward in an attempt to right himself, but he couldn't manage to get his balance back, falling back down the stairs, still clutching that book he'd gotten for Syrus. The thunk his body made on each step resounded loudly in the quiet hall before he lay splayed out at the foot of the stairs, wings full of bent and broken white feathers that ruffled lightly in a draft, the only part of him that showed the faintest signs of life.

The newest member of the group peered around the others, eyes wide in terror. "Oh Gods. Oh Gods. Oh Gods. We killed him! Dammit, I didn't sign up for this!" He took off, running as fast as he could towards the dorms.

Jaden's green eyes burned as he turned his face towards them, pushing himself shakily to his feet. "Bad move, gentlemen," he stated, most of his brown hair falling over his eyes, shedding feathers as he stood before he lunged at them with a roar.

"Jaden!" Cienna yelled, running through the forest surrounding the school. "Jaden, Hun, where are you?" She paused for just a moment, panting for breath. I know Jaden better than anyone else here. Where would he be?

After a moment, a thought popped into her head. The only option left. The only place they hadn't looked. She spun on her heel and took off towards the angel dorm. She ran as fast as she good, not daring to open her wings and take the chance of being seen.

She arrived in front of the door, opening it without a second thought and sliding in. There was a shaking ball in the corner of Syrus's bed. Her face softened. "Jaden? Hun, it's me." She walked over to the bed, settling on the edge and setting a hand on his knee.

He lashed out at her with his wings, the bone of the appendage covered in small nubs that caused him to let out a cry of pain at the collision as he tucked closer into himself and further into the corner.

She flinched back, ignoring his attack on her and moving closer to him. "Jaden, what happened? Talk to me, Hun. I want to help." She eyed his wings carefully, realization dawning on her. "Oh Jaden."

"Get away!" he yelled, "Get away!"

"Jaden, please. It's okay!" She stayed where she was, refusing to move back, but hesitant to move closer.

"I said 'GO AWAY'!" he yelled, his wings once again snapping out to push her away, despite the scream of pain that escaped his throat.

Tears sprang to the corners of her eyes, hating to watch the boy she'd known for so long in such extreme pain. "I just want to help you!"

"JADEN!" Syrus cried, running forward and gently pulling Jaden's head on his lap, careful of his injured wings. "It's okay, Jaden, it's okay, your molt will be over soon."

Cienna wiped away the tears on her cheeks, giving Syrus a soft look. "Take care of him, Syrus. I'll be back tomorrow." She wrenched herself away from the scene and rushed out the door, racing down the hall. She was passing a group of angel boys in the hallway, not paying them any attention until she noted the cuts, braces, and bruises. She wheeled around and glared at them.

"You." She barked at one of the smaller ones. "Get your ass over here."

"OH GODS, NOT AGAIN!" he screamed, running away.

She shot a glare in his direction, leaping a few feet across the hallway and tackling him to the ground and slamming his wrists to the floor. She pulled most of herself off of him and wrapped a hand around his wrists. She turned to the others. "I swear to God, if you try to escape me, you'll regret it." Her demon-tail slid out from under her skirt, stabbing at the air dangerously. She dragged the runaway with her, slamming him against the wall and glowering at the group. "Explain to me why you thought it was okay to push Jaden Yuki down the stairs." At their silence her glare deepened, tail stabbing viciously at the air. "Someone start talking."

"We didn't mean to do it!" one screamed fearfully. "He wasn't supposed to fall when Mikhail pushed him, honest!"

She pulled the boy from the group by the front of her shirt. "But it was okay to make fun of his wings in the first place? Bullshit! I thought you were supposed to be angels."

"But his wings are so strange!" another protested. "No angel has ever had wings that are so short, but no Nephilium has had wings so large!"

"Go to hell." She growled. "Who the fuck are you to decide if he's strange or not! Huh? Answer me that. Who the fuck are you?"

"Nikolai. Nikolai Morgan."

She shoved the one at her side to the floor, making sure he slammed into the floor hard enough to do some damage. She advanced on Nikolai, grabbing him by the throat and slowly tightening her grip. Her fingernails dug into his neck. "I swear on all that is unholy, if any of you ever lay a goddamned hand on him again, I will make sure it's the last thing you do." Her tail snapped out at the boy beside him, stabbing him in the leg. She grit her teeth, loosening her grip a bit. "Have I made myself absolutely clear?"

They all nodded fearfully, eyes wide and bodies trembling so fiercely white feathers broke free and fell to the ground.

She glared at them, punching the few within her range so hard that they fell into each other. "You'd better fucking hope I never come back to see you sons of bitches." And with that, she stalked off in the other direction, devil-tail hanging low, but still at the ready for attack.

"You know, fighting is prohibited on campus."

She turned towards the source of the voice already swinging her fist, not thinking straight enough to recognize it. Her tail poked high in the air, ready to stab whoever was closest. She pulled back at the last moment, apology falling across her face. "Zane!"

"What happened?" he asked, catching her fist easily in his hand, his mercury eyes approvingly running over her slender stinger tail.

She sighed, drooping instantly. "Those dumb-asses made fun of Jaden's wings… and then pushed him down the stairs."

"Oh," he stated, his wings shifting slightly behind him. "Do you want me to report them to Crowler or set Chazz on them?"

She shook her head. "No. I'll kick their asses if anything happens again." She slumped more, rolling her shoulders tiredly. He pulled her closer to him, picking her up bridal style and walking off towards the Obelisk dorm. "What are you doing?" She asked tiredly.

"Taking you back to my room, you're exhausted."

"Thanks, Zane." She yawned, scrubbing at her eyes and nestling closer to Zane's chest, thankful for the warmth.

"Of course, Cienna." His wings came around, a nice warm ebony blanket that folded up to keep from interfering with his brisk pace. He did not want the others to see that he, Zane Truesdale, was acting soft to a half-breed, even if it was a demidemon. The girl smiled, tucking herself as close to his chest as she could, demon-tail slowly receding. She closed her eyes, on the verge of drifting off, but refusing to do so until she was safely in a dorm. "It's okay," he soothed quietly in an undertone. "I won't let anything hurt you."

She laughed sleepily. "What's in it for you? The way I see it, you hate owing people."

"Exactly," he stated, smiling faintly. "I can't exactly repay you if you're dead or hurt, now can I?"

"Everything's easier that way though, isn't it? Then you'll never have to owe me anything again." She hoped to Ra he didn't say yes.

"Perhaps, but I'm not the kind of person who resolves my debts that way. I'd kill for you but not you yourself."

"Mmm…" She said quietly. "I'm pretty sure that won't be necessary."

"I doubt it," he agreed, "but still."

"Your point's been made." She murmured, close to drifting off.

"Sleep," he soothed, pausing so that he could support her with his wings in order to stroke her hair softly. "You're safe with me." She nodded silently, allowing herself to drift off into a blissful sleep.

Bastion awoke to a strange sight, none other than Chazz standing over him, oblivious to the other male's wakefulness. "What is it about you that draws me so?" he muttered to himself. "You're Nephilium, you aren't supposed to stir me in this way."

The male in question made a quiet sound of surprise, eyes widening. "What the hell?" Chazz wheeled on him, wings flying out in surprise to try to protect him. The two stared at each other for a long moment, demon and angel, and then the former was gone, wrapped in shadow and retreating back out of the window that had been left unlocked. Bastion's white wings fluttered slightly, revealing his own pale feathers. "I don't understand why, but I feel the same way," he whispered to himself, slate-gray eyes thoughtful. "It may be forbidden for an angel to love a demon, but I can't help myself from giving into your draw. You captivate me, Chazz Princeton…"

Cienna woke gently, blinking slowly and sitting up. "Mmm…" She said groggily, suddenly noticing the demon stretched out next to her. "Zane?" The demon groaned, burrowing deeper into the pillow, his ebony wing shifting slightly over her in order to cover her more completely in a blanket of feathery down. She smiled fondly, brushing her fingers though his feathers for a moment. Her voice emerged again, quieter this time. "How did we end up in the same bed?"

"It's too early for cognitive thought," he complained sleepily, "but if you must know, you didn't want to let go of me last night, so I just let you sleep with me."

She blushed, something she noted happened a lot around Zane, and lay back down, settling comfortably under his wing. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine," he mumbled. "I felt a little bad about not being able to put you in something more comfortable than your uniform, but I didn't think you'd be comfortable with me changing you into something of mine."

She giggled bashfully. "Probably not…"

"Hmmm, I guess you finally got over Alexis then, Zane."

Cienna sat up in surprise, looking between Zane and Chazz with wide eyes. Remembering that she wasn't dating Zane, nor sleeping with him, she knew she couldn't comment. Instead she opted for a quiet. "Well hi there, Chazz. How's Bastion?"

"Why would I know?" he growled, pulling a new shirt out of his closet.

Zane let out a groan, not even bothering to open his eyes. "It is definitely too early for this."

The girl eyed Chazz, "Touchy this morning, huh?" She ran her fingers through Zane's feathers in an attempt to soothe his early-morning grumpiness. The demon let out a soft purring noise, the appendage moving slightly so that she could run her fingers a little deeper into the down.

"Who wouldn't be if they found their roommate with a random girl in their room first thing in the morning?" He peeled off his old shirt, throwing it into a hamper, his jacket having already found a home on a chair.

"It doesn't affect you, Chazz. It's not like I'm walking around your room naked or anything." She threw a smile at Zane, noting that he couldn't see her behind his closed eyes with a sigh.

"Trust me, he wishes you were," he stated cheekily, digging out a new pair of pants too.

"Shut up," Zane muttered darkly, his tone promising death if his fellow demon didn't stop talking right about now.

Cienna rolled her eyes, nudging Zane's wings out of her way and sliding off of her bed. "I should probably go get ready for school." She gave the Truesdale's wing another good stroke. "Thanks, Zane."

"You're welcome, Cienna." Now that she was leaving, he sat up, the sheet falling down to reveal he had throw his own shirt in the hamper the night before and his blue jacket was hanging on the back of the door.

She turned bright red at the sight of the bare chest, immediately whirling around and hiding her blush from him. "Why're you hiding, little demidemon, you're going to see it all eventually," the Princeton mocked, ducking into the shared bathroom with a dark chuckle.

She turned an even deeper shade of red, struggling out with a, "I have n-no clue what you're talking about, Princeton…"

"You should probably go," Zane advised her softly. "Jaden will likely be looking for you."

She nodded sharply, immediately exiting the room and racing towards her shared dorm. She threw the door open and collapsed face-first on her bed, "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod."

"What happened?" Bastion asked tiredly, shrugging on his yellow Ra jacket. "And where were you last night?"

She shook her head into her pillow, then sat up. "Nothing and nowhere." She ran to the closet and started digging out a skirt and jacket. Thoughts of Zane shirtless hit her again and she groaned, slamming her head against the door and trying to scrub her blush from her face.

"Doesn't sound like nothing or nowhere," he stated dryly. "And do you know what's up with Jaden? I figured he would have been bouncing around in here by now since we did get the day off."

"Do you really care whether it's nothing and nowhere?" She shot back, closing the bathroom door behind her as she pulled on her uniform. "And Jaden… he'll be okay." She couldn't keep the uncertainty from her voice.

"Not really," he answered. "And we should probably run by to make sure he's okay."

She sighed, pulling her skirt over her hips and opening the door, running a brush through her hair. "I dunno... He'll come to us if he wants us. If he doesn't, he'll stay with Syrus."

Jaden whimpered, his body shuddering, his new black feathers only about half the length they were supposed to be. Syrus appeared at his side, setting a hand on the brunet's arm. "You'll be alright, Jaden."

"Don't leave me, Syrus," he panted, pulling the smaller boy down beside him. "Don't leave me."

The blue-haired boy nodded. "Of course not." He settled in beside the other male, being careful not to touch his wings.

Jaden nuzzled him happily, wincing when a little more of his feathers came out. "I like you, Syrus, I like you a lot."

Syrus was rather unsure of what exactly that meant. "Yeah, I like you too, Jaden."

"You can pet the feathers if you want to, Sy. I won't mind."

He winced at the thought. "I don't want to hurt you…"

"You won't, Sy," the brunet soothed. "You won't ever hurt me."

He still hesitated, eventually reaching out to stroke the feathers softly. "You're sure that doesn't hurt?"

Jaden let out a little growling purr, relaxing into Syrus's hold as some of his feathers were gently pulled further out of their sheaths. "No," he reassured the younger. "It feels really good."

Syrus smiled softly. "Good." He continued to stroke the other boy's feathers, eliciting soft purrs from the other boy.

Chazz's feathers positively gleamed after his shower, though he knew they would likely end up dirty again by the end of the day, especially since he'd be practicing with his swordplay today.

Zane sat on his bed, watching the door with an aggravated look. He sighed when Chazz stepped out. "You're as bad as a girl."

"Oh shut up, at least I don't preen like a bird," he replied, grabbing his jacket and throwing it around his shoulders.

The other boy rolled his eyes. "I don't preen."

Chazz raised his eyebrows. "Could have fooled me with the way you like running your fingers through your wings and Cienna grooming them too."

"It's not preening to take care of my wings." He scowled, pushing past Chazz to the shower.

"Uh huh, sure." He paused by the door. "Oh yeah, and keep your girlfriend away from my training area, I don't want to have to deal with both of you trying to kill me."

"She's not my girlfriend," Zane sighed. "And I don't think that'll be much of a problem."

"Doesn't matter if she is or not," he replied, his wings folding up on his back. "I don't want her undermining me in front of a class, got it?"

"I doubt she wants to deal with you any more than you do her. So yeah, sure."

Cali: *singing* Never ending loaaading screen...

Die: Didja like my lemon? If you did, please leave a review. We'll give you... um... Jaden's unfinished homework?

Jaden: HELL YEAH!

Die: Yep, we'll give you that.

Cali: ...Hello Jaden.

Cienna: Is that the sine homework? *glare*

Jaden: ... I DIDN'T DO IT! *runs off to go hide behind Syrus*

Cienna: ...His mom's gonna kill me...

Die: He has a MOM?

Cienna: Yep. Single mother. Sweet lady, actually... but I'm supposed to be helping Dufus over there pass... and if we give away his homework, how the fuck's that supposed to work?

Die: ... You say that as if he doesn't sleep in class AND actually does the work anyway...

Cienna: ...

Cali: So, we'll give you Jaden's unfinished homework if you review. So please do... bye! *wave*