Whoa, seriously guys? I feel loved! I thought you people are gonna kill me.
Dedicated to Rafanan, who said want to be my friend. I'd love to.
Welcome to Dodo Academy for The Gifted!
A Date?
"Dad, Dad, Dad, DAD!" Ace Pendragon came home running as if a meteor just hit, knocking the chairs as he did. His father, the identical brunette man, grimaced and shot up from his couch.
"What? What!?" he looked around wildly, expecting a bomb or fire.
"You won't believe this! You won't! I can't believe this!" Ace hyperventilated, and then he grandly said, as he opened his arms; "There's a NEW GIRL in my class, DAD! Oh my GOD! I know, I can't believe it! Right!? Right!?" the boy was bouncing on his feet.
Mr. Pendragon could only gape emptily, before sighing and slouched back to his couch.
It had been like this ever since Ace started to talk. He won't stop gasping, pointing and bouncing at everything. He was always on his high...Mr. Pendragon shivered as he recalled the first and the last time he gave Ace a candy.
A sugar high Ace equals hospital.
"Andshe'sanalienandshe's—"
More downside, Ace was also—it was sad, but he had to be frank about the fact that his son was dumb. His first words were gibberish, and when he's mad, the house would crumble into pieces. Having an autistic hyper son was not easy. Mr. Pendragon tuned his son's chatter, gazing him sad but lovingly.
His wife would always know what to do. She could even sort out whatever Ace was talking, despite how he spoke as fast as a bullet train.
"—andsheruinedmyYoda—"
Was he a bad father? Mr. Pendragon wondered if he had done something that made Ace to be the kid he was. Was it his genes? Or his wife's? Well, mental disorders were said to be from genes mutation. Maybe...it was his fault. He spent too much time around electronics. Radiation affects genes, after all.
"—butthenwemadeup!" Ace sighed as he finished his story. Mr. Pendragon glanced to the clock on the wall. That was a new record. He managed to talk for almost three minutes without taking a breath.
"Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad! She also says that she's Mistress Darth Vader the Fourth! I can't accept this! I'm soooo angry!" Ace suddenly flipped their plastic table and kicked it. Right. Plastic table. Having an autistic son also meant no fragile furnitures.
"Oh don't worry, little Wookie." His dad chuckled. "Everyone wants to be the next generation of Darth Vader. Wouldn't you? Come on, brush your teeth and wash your face. I'll play the lightsabre with you, then."
"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! YES! I can't wait! I can't wait! Can you wait!? I can't! Oh God, oh God!" Ace guffawed as he skipped over-excitedly to the bathroom across them.
~.X.~
Usually everyone's drowsy when they woke up. Open eyes, feeling your throat too dry to talk, so you were silent, then some of you would just lie there until you think you're fit enough to move.
Ace opened his eyes and shot up awake. He looked as if he just had a shocking dream everytime he woke up. His father was under him, they were still holding onto their lightsabre. The boy shook his father.
"Dad! Dad! Wake up! I'm late! I'm late for school! Oh my God, I can't believe this!" Ace shrieked and jumped to run wildly, snatching towel, tripped, got up, then got into the bathroom.
Mr. Pendragon groaned and looked around. He rolled his eyes and closed them for...well...two or...three...or...five...ten...fifteen more snooze.
Ace slammed the bathroom door open and gasped, his lower body wrapped in towel.
"I'm late, I can't believe this! I can't wait to go to school! My pants! My pants! I'm not Boris! I must wear my pants! DAD! DAD MY PANTS!" Ace didn't even wait his father to move, he was already digging their shared wardrobe, throwing everything as he did.
"Okay! Okay I'm done! I'm off to school, dad, by! I love you! BYE!" he gasped as he slammed the front door.
Mr. Pendragon then opened his eyes at impulse.
"Wait...this is Sunday!"
~.X.~
Alice hummed as she stared her grandma with her round eyes. "So...mum and dad moved me here because of my friends? Not just the IQ test?"
Grandma shrugged. "Yeah, well, you know, my son is so impulsive like that. Glad that you take after your mother." The old woman chuckled while Einstein was climbing her back and began to search her hair.
"My friends, huh..." Alice hummed again. "They're not my friends. They're just nice to me because I'm not like them...Yeah, I'm happy now I'm at Dodo!" she grinned, but then the grin faltered. "Grandma, tell mum, dad and sisters, and for you too...Promise me, don't tell my friends about why I move to Dodo, else than the IQ test, okay?"
Grandma Anne raised her eyebrows. She then laughed warmly. "I'll do anything for you, honey. What? You don't want your new friends to act nice?"
Alice shook her head. "Nope. If they know about it, they'll try and kill me."
Grandma froze in instant. Right on cue, the bell of her house rang. Alice jumped off her seat while her grandma was still shocked. "I'll get it." The girl said.
Alice deadpanned at Ace, who was panting and grinning in front of her grandma's house, on a Segway*. The girl quickly slammed her door close, and narrowed her eyes.
Hm, they were spying...They really have every intention to kill her!
Then, Ace, being hyper and impatient as Ace would be, he knocked the door like crazy.
"Open up, open up, open up! Alice I swear, we're not trying to kill you or anything! Please, please, please, PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!"
Alice slammed the door open again and crossed her arms, glaring at the brunette who almost knock her face.
"Speak!"
"Let's play to the park~! Let's go, let's go, let's go! Please! Oh God, please! Well, I don't care, we're going!" he reached to snatch her hand, but she jumped back on reflex.
"No!" she snapped.
Ace faltered for a moment then grinned as he tried to catch her. Alice gasped and wildly ran into the house. Ace, being Ace, of course he'd barge in and chased the girl like crazy.
"Come on, come on! Play! Play! It's Sunday! I forgot, I went to school!"
"I didn't ask anything! I don't want to play with you!"
"Alice please, please, I won't go home if you won't play with me!"
"Grandma help! Rape!"
Suddenly Grandma Anne rushed out of the dining room with an airgun, eyes on fire, ready to bang.
"Go to he—Oohh, Little Dragon~!" Grandma put down her airgun, and upon seeing her, Ace gasped and ran into the old woman's hug like a bullet. Alice fell.
"Please, please, make Alice play with me, Granny Anne!" Ace whined loudly, trashing his hands.
"Oooh, you're asking my grand-daughter out for a date?" Grandma then suggestively glanced at Alice, who frowned in confuse.
"What's a date!? Oh my God! I'm asking out a girl for a date? Really? Really? Wow! Alice, let's have a date!" Ace quickly gush out everything to her, despite still unknown to what date was.
Alice, being a ten years old, she only blinked in curiosity. She didn't know what's a date either.
Grandma chuckled, then held Ace's shoulders. "Well, you can. I give you permision, but you have to...swear with your life, Ace. You won't let her get hurt. Not even a single scratch."
Ace nodded over-vigorously. "No problem! Like taking care of a new car! Easy! Let's go! Let's go, Alice! Let's play!" he then took her hand and was ready to take her running to every direction. "We can ride my Segway—"
"NO!" Alice frantically yelled and shook of Ace's hand. "I'm going to walk!"
Ace looked surprised, but then nodded. "Okay! Okay! Let's walk! Oh God, I can't wait! I'm so excited!" he was bouncing again, and almost rolling on the floor.
Ace then impatiently rode his Segway slowly...while Alice was pacing furious and slowly beside him.
"Alice...will you—"
"No. I'll never run."
"Why won't you—"
"I am NOT getting onto a Segway. Or a bike. Or a rollerskate. Or any vehicle. Except a car." Alice deadpanned, emitting dangerous, venomous aura as she did.
"Why!?" Ace whined in disbelief. "It's fun! It's fast and cool and wind wash your face!"
"I don't want to get in an accident, okay!?" Alice snapped out angrily. "Just let me walk, or I'll just leave you back home and I won't talk to you at school, ever!"
Ace, for the first time that day, went silent. Maybe even the first time of his life. He had always moving, talking loudly, unstoppable. He was shut because Alice looked like she was about to cry. He didn't understand why. Riding was fun. Why'd she be so scared? She looked like he was going to murder her when she saw his Segway.
Was Alice sent to Dodo Academy because she's a vehicle-phobic?
~.X.~
"Oh my God, do it. Do it, do it, do it, DO IT ALICE!" Ace was hyperventilating like an over-excited dog, eyes widening in horror, watching Alice was slowly putting in a big, fat worm into her mouth.
The worm was squiggling, but Alice shut her eyes and shut her mouth, then munched. Ace gagged and shrieked.
"Aaack! You did it! You did it, I can't believe it!" Ace was shrieking and now rolling in the sandbox.
Alice gulped, then barfed. "Ugh...that's not my first time though. Now your dare!"
"Wait, wait, tell me! How does it taste?"
"Like chocolate."
"OH MY GOD!" Ace frantically jumped out of the box and dug the ground, and put in a handful worms into his mouth, and munched vigorously.
Alice put a hand on her mouth, unbelieving how dumb the brunette was.
Ace stiffened and his eyes started to water. His face slowly fading into green, he glared to the girl in horror.
"Idiot." Alice could only say as Ace hysterically gagged. She grimaced when he had quickly got over it.
"You prat! You're LYING TO MEEE! AAARGH!" Ace started his hulk-tantrum mode and was throwing everything within his range. Alice dashed off in instant right before Ace threw an accidentally taken cat's poo from the sandbox.
SPLAT
Alice ducked in time. The poo splattered on an unfortunate boy's face. He stood there, freezing pricelessly. Ace was still on his rage, he couldn't care less, he had jumped to Alice and was now wrestling her with all his might.
...
The unfortunate boy was still standing there, the poo fell off to the ground. His emerald eyes dangerously glanced to the two prats rolling and screaming just a few foot away from him.
He clenched his fists, and he kicked the girl.
"Ouch! What the—" Alice grimaced angrily to the boy who just kicked her. "What the hell was that for, dung!?"
"Impudence!" the boy with raven-hair glared intensely. "You threw a goddamn cat-poo onto my face, stupid airhead!"
Alice sneered. "It's him, not me, shrimpass!" she pointed at Ace.
"I don't freaking care!" the boy stomped. "You don't know who I am!? You ugly commoners don't know what you're getting!"
Ace got up and scowled to the boy, who was taller than him, confusedly. "WHO ARE YOU!?" he yelled loudly, and kicked sand to the boy's face. "You can't kick my friend, barfhead!" he shrieked and pushed the boy.
"Oh you didn't!" the raven-head pushed Ace back, and it was obvious he was powerful. He then kicked Ace on the gut and even smacked his head.
"Oi, stop it!" Alice yelled and tried to pull the boy. "It was an accident!"
The raven-head pushed her until she fell. Alice groaned and grimaced, frantically checking herself if she got scratched. But then, she was too startled to mind anything else, because Ace just punched the prat on the stomach.
"Don't hurt her!" Ace snapped.
The raven-head hissed in pain and stepped back. He gushed and gasped angrily. "You just punched Blood Dupre on the stomach, you bloody pinhead!"
"You pushed my friend!" Ace stomped angrily. "You're going down!"
"Ace, stop, you idiot!" Alice groaned and stood up to took the brunette's hand, then glared at the raven-head. "Just ignore this...scarecrow."
Twitch.
"What was that!?"
"Deaf too. Scarecrow indeed." Alice scoffed. "Who cares if you're Blood Dupre anyway! We don't know you, that's that!"
Blood looked incredulous, then scoffed. "Not only ugly, you're stupid too! Like this dumbo." He nodded mockingly to the angry hulk. "Must be going to a stupid school too, Dodo Academy, HUH?" he mocked.
Alice tilted her head. "Yeah, how do you know?"
Blood faltered for a bit. Oh. So he was really dealing with idiots. Whatever, great chance to break them.
"Hah! That's a school for idiots and crazy people, no wonder you prats are so barbaric! Tche!" Blood turned away and walked smugly. "Since you're mentally ill, be thankful that I'm being kind!"
"Thankful my arse." Ace hissed, and Blood stopped.
He turned at them. "I can get my butler to drive our lamborghini over you."
"I can take you down right now—"
"Ace, stop being stupid. He's just fueling the fire."
"Fueling the what—"
"Stop being stupid." Alice twitched, and then glared at Blood. "What's wrong with my school, scarecrow? Are you jealous? We have a great class there."
Blood snorted. "Jealous? A rich, handsome boy like me? Jealous of two crazy idiotic prats? No thanks. I bet you two don't even do Math! Wait, I know...you're drooling, drooling, and sleep, eat banana and drool, and drool, and drool..." he laughed mockingly.
Alice's face was red. Ace didn't dare to move, as her hand was gripping his, violently.
"My school is not for idiots!" she yelled. "It's for Gifted, special students! Not spoiled rich brats!"
The bully snorted again. "Special? You?" he scoffed and put hands on hips. "Tell you what, let's make a bet."
Alice and Ace glared at the prat deadly, waiting.
"Next October, all school will usually have midterms. If you can get better scores than mine..." he hummed, tapping his chin intimidatingly, "Well, I was thinking that I'll let you lick my shoes, but you don't worth it. So yeah, I'll pay fifty dollars."
"WHAT!?" Alice and Ace were hearing cha-ching!
"But, if you lose, I'm going to take you to my rich school, naked, so everyone can see how idiots are filling that Dodo Academy crap, and, you two have to buy me a big bag of candy and watch me eat it."
"Well deal!" Alice impusively yelled. Ace grimaced in fear. "I'll show you, we're not idiots!"
"Alice...!" this time Ace was NOT excited, tugging on Alice's hand. Blood scoffed and he walked away haughtily.
"Bring your report book when you get it." He reminded.
"I'm not stupid that you have to tell me so." Alice hissed to the boy's back, and then turned at Ace with a completely different expression. Ace bit his lower lip in anticipation.
"You said...I'm dumb."
"Basically everyone is dumb." Alice pursed her lips, then sighed, she put an arm around Ace's shoulders. "So, we have to study, dumbass."
Ace sighed and whined. "God, I swear...I'm gonna make us going naked to that Snob School. I don't even know how much is one plus one!"
"One plus one equals?" Alice tried.
"...Er...three?"
Alice stiffened, and then her eyes widened as she watched Blood Dupre walked away.
She whimpered. "Oh god. Why."
~.X.~
A blond haired boy frowned in distaste and worry as he watched Blood approached, face was red with anger, scowl deep. His purple eyes glanced to the two further kids. The brunette boy seemed to be crying...no, clearly sounded he was crying so loud to the girl, who was hugging him in a comforting manner.
"Blood, I can't believe you." He sighed. "They're younger than you. Don't you feel the need to be more mature?"
"Mature my ass." Blood grimaced, rolling his eyes. "That bitch," he glared to the two grudgingly. "He called me scarecrow!"
The blond snorted and had to hid his mouth. Blood quickly turned at him in disbelief.
"Don't laugh, you prat!"
"S-Scarecrow..." the blond chuckled, almost crying. "That girl is a genius. I will congratulate her someday. After your bet is over, that is."
Blood scoffed. "You're going to thank her after she's running around naked at our school? Oh, the irony..."
The blond blinked, progessing what he just heard, then his eyes widened. "Oh God, you didn't! Ohh...man...Blood, you're so..." he sighed and frowned at his friend. "And you called me a prat?"
Blood pursed his lips childishly, before glaring and scoffing at the blond. "Yeah, yeah, whatever! You're Prince Elliot, the perfect, kind, handsome angel of love that everyone love and worship! Well I'm not the same!" he snorted and walked away further to where his other rich friends were.
Elliot March couldn't care less about what Blood had said. He was kind, it was the truth. However, he just knew so many people talked behind his back. He just...wanted to do what people want him to do. He had to be kind.
"I give you one ice cream, Ace..." Elliot overheard the two, talking near an ice cream cart. "How many do you have now?"
"One, duh?" the brunette boy rolled his eyes.
"I give you one more." The dark blonde girl handed another ice cream. "How many?"
"Two, Sherlock." Ace grumbled.
"So, one plus one equals...?"
"...Urrgh...umm...t-thirteen?"
"...Kill me...now..."
Elliot had to hold himself from burst out laughing. He eyed the girl in despair for a while. Despite all that, she still patiently taught the autistic one plus one, even holding his hands. Not in a loving manner, but...like friends.
"What am I? Lonely old man?" Elliot sighed to himself and shrugged.