Chapter 4: School Lessons
(Flaky's POV)
"Okay, first, we have history." I said, pointing at the first box in the column. Flora looked around.
"Umm, what room is it?"
"Room...1?" On our way to the classroom, we stopped at multiple maps that were taped to the wall. "Okay, so we have to go to the right, then to the room to the left."
"Let's bring the map, just in case." I tore off the piece of paper from the wall.
"Good idea. Now we won't need to keep stopping at areas with maps."
"Yep."
"Okay, let's label them...theater here...and here's food science...and the others...ok! I think that's all of them!" We double checked the map.
"Yep, pretty much! Let's go! Besides, I don't think Splendid tolerate tardies."
"Yeah, so...ah! Here it is!" We entered history class. Splendid, who was leaning on his desk, rapped his watch.
"Nine seconds. You both are nine seconds late!" he exclaimed. Flora bowed her head.
"Eh heh...umm, can we count this time as an excuse?" Splendid sighed and drummed his fingers against the edge of the desk.
"Fine. But let this be a warning. Now please take your seats." I turned to my right. Several desks lined up against the wall.
"Umm...eh..."
"Pick any seat." After a moment of silence, I decided to sit in the chair, left from the middle. Flora sat in the right side of it. "Alright, thanks to our friends Sniffles and Handy, we no longer need blackboards in this school because...WE HAVE COMPUTERIZED BOARDS!" Right at that precise moment, a blue screen appeared where the blackboard should've been. "Nice, right? High tech. Ok, today, we're gonna learn about the Tigerians and The War." Man, if Flippy were here to hear this...he would've flipped out big time.
One hour later...
"You know, that lesson was actually quite fascinating, the part when the Tiger General was planning to take over the world part and was brutally killed by a lone soldier." said Flora.
"I find it quite saddening. How that lone soldier must've felt about his dead friends." Now what kind of war did Flippy go to, because the type of war Splendid told us would've made anyone paranoid.
"What class do we have now?" I scanned the paper.
"Food science with...Nutty."
"Ooh great! We get to cook! I call making creme brulee!"
"Eh, I don't think we'll make-"
"With burnt sugar on top!" I chuckled.
"Nevermind." BEEEEEEEEEP! "ATTENTION ALL STAFFS, PLEASE WEAR YOUR UNIFORMS! Dammit, where's my tie-" The speakers then went silent. Flora looked at me.
"Uniforms?"
"I don't know. I think each uniform differs with each class?"
"Or are they all ties? That's what Splendid was looking for."
"We'll find out soon. For now, we need to head out to our next class!" DING! DONG! My eyes widened. "Oh no! The bell!"
"WE'RE LATE!" Quickly, we dashed to Nutty's classroom and opened the door. Sugar poured out like sand from a broken hourglass. "What the-"
"AHAHAHAHAHA! WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME! HEEHEEHEE! TO MY CLASS!" Nutty, who's wearing a toque with candy canes on each side and a bitten candy apple on the center, leaped off of the shelf and landed onto a pile of sugar. We walked in, trying our best to avoid most of the sugar. Sadly, the floor was covered with them. Flora leaped onto a sugar coated chair.
"Er, so Nutty, what are we gonna make today?"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU CAN MAKE AAAAAANYTHING! HAHAHAHAHA- as long as it has sugar on top."
"WOOT!"
(Splendid's POV)
"Nope, not in here either." I said, tossing another empty drawer aside. Where is my tie?
"Looking for this?" I turned around to see Flippy, clutching my blue tie.
"Where did you find that? DID YOU BREAK INTO MY OFFICE?!" He shook his head.
"Nah. You dropped it. Maybe while you were pursuing Nutty." Oh.
"Oh." Then, he placed the tie in my hands and walked to the door. He stopped midway.
"Um, I didn't receive any uniform. Do you have mine?" My eyes lit up.
"Oh, right! Come here." Flippy gave me a confused look, but obliged.
"Ok?"
"Ok, listen..."
(Flora's POV)
Five more minutes...four more minutes...ergh.
"Thus, you must use the correct emotions to be the character you are assigned." Giggles stopped and looked at us. She gave a face. "Ugh, if only we have more people for this class. It would've been more fun to teach more than two students." Three more minutes. Flaky raised her hand. "Yes Flaky?"
"Um, what are our characters again?" Giggles threw her hands up.
"You know what? Lets forget it until we get more students. I can't have a simple play!"
"Er, nevermind." One more minute.
"Anyways, remember. A successful play must have successful characters!" DING! DONG! In a flash, I got up along with Flaky and went out the door. We walked down the stairs and the hallway until we reached a door leading to the gymnasium. I rested my hand on the door.
"Next class."
"We have gym next, right? Flippy's class?"
"Yep." Then, I pushed the door open, revealing...haaaaaaaaaaah. Next thing I knew, both me and Flaky's noses started to bleed. Flippy, who's wearing green cargo pants, a black belt with a silver buckle, a black sleeveless shirt (looks like a black undershirt), fingerless gloves - with a hollow rectangular opening in the center on the back of the hand- along with his usual beret and dog tags, turned his head towards our direction. In his left hand is a clipboard and a pencil in the other.
"Hey guys!" he shouted happily. Neither Flaky nor I responded. Our eyes are in a trance, our body paralyzed, and our mouths gaping.
(Flippy's POV)
"Guys?"
"..." I chuckled and scratched the back of my head, grinning. Wow, looks like Splendid is right.
Flashback...
"Ok, listen..."
"Yeah?" He smiled.
"I think I know what uniform you could wear that could attract both Flaky and Flora." WHAT?! I backed up.
"WHAT?! WHA- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" The blue flying squirrel rolled his eyes.
"C'mon, I know you like them! To me, it's obvious."
"D-Do the others know?"
"Nope. Don't worry, your secret's safe." I sighed in relief. If everyone knew...it'll be Flaky and Flora who would be treated like psychos. I shook my head, trying to clear my mind from that horrible thought.
"Ok, what uniform do you have in mind for me?" He tapped his chin.
"Hmm, some cargo pants with a belt, and a sleeveless shirt."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. If I'm wrong, then you can call me a douche bag."
"...what's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that I should be right."
End of flashback
"Hey c'mon! You can snap out of your trance right now." Both blinked.
"Eh?" I tossed them both water balloons.
"Dodgeball fight. With these."
"I thought we're doing soccer?" said Flaky. I shrugged.
"Nah, we'll have some fun before we get to that stuff." Flora poked the balloon.
"Water balloons?"
"Yeah." Then a thought hit my mind. "You're fine with water, right?"
"Yes...why?"
"Well, with you being a cat and all, I thought you hated water?" She crossed her arms.
"Hey, what does Lumpy eat?"
"A sandwich?"
"And what's in the sandwich?"
"Um, bread, lettuce, ham, and...bread?"
"Ok, does a moose eat ham?"
"No! They're herbivores, of cou-"
"There you go." Huh.
"Alright, both of you. Go to the opposite walls. Flora on this side, and Flaky on the other." The two girls obliged, taking their spots. "Ready? Set. THROW!"
(Nutty's POV)
"MMM...HEEHEEHEE! CHOCOLATESCHOCOLATESCHOCOLATES! EVERYONE LOVES CHOCOLATES!" I threw a chocolate bar into the air and caught it with my mouth. The chocolate's creaminess melted and spreaded all over my tongue. Yum!
Author's Note: WOOT I FINALLY UPLOADED THE COVER PAGE! Check it out here or my deviantart!