Disclaimer: Tri: Oh, I'm fine. : 3 *hugs* I didn't need the surgery, but my orthodontist suggested it, so I went along with it. The place where my teeth meet is slightly different now. I'm still on a liquid diet though ; A ; FOOD. I MISS IT. Acubia: Thanks for the fave! Olih: Thank you ; w ; Yusss, Ace/ Alice. Alice be tsun-ing on everyone. Whitestorm: Thanks for the follows! Mitsy: STAY STRONG. DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GRIND YOU DOWN. Guy 84: Agreed on the 'long live pokemon' : ) Thanks for answering the questions. In regards to the 'gender-swapped' thing, that's not my doing, that's just how their characters are. And you rock, too~ Bruggle: Ooh, I like Redemptionshipping! Not as much as SoulSilverShipping, since I never got the chance to play as Crystal, but still ^w^ Elemia: Thank you for the favourite! Metal Star Tiger: Thanks for favouriting me! Lemmy Koopa: Thanks for the alerts and favourites! MJ: Thank you very much : )
Question: So, which classes are you taking? : ) I hope school's going well for all of you!
My Answer: I'm taking Math (unfortunately), Mythology (which serves as English; it's so fun ^.^), Art Metal (in which I get to make earrings and bracelets and such), Science, Spanish, Info Technology, and Socials (Which is History, for those of you who don't know). As for Gym, I'm sitting out because of my surgery, so I get to go to the library and read/do homework. ; D I'm a lucky bitch, I know.
Characters: Gold, Silver, and Crystal (sorta). I'll do the Ask-Gary thing next chapter, I promise! *flails*
Summary: I'm sorry I've been away for so long ; A ; Also, I love you guys. You know that, right? Right? Okay. Good.
…because I kind of started another collection of oneshots like this, except for another fandom. Tri and Olih have already been gorgeous, beautiful, splendid people and read/reviewed at least one of the chapters. Even Tri, who didn't even know what the fandom was.
Soo, yeah~ *Clasps hands together pleadingly and stares at you all with obnoxious puppy-dog eyes*
What To Do When Bored In Class
{As written by Gold, revised by Silver, and brutally ripped apart by Crystal.}
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'THE ART OF NOT LEARNING: BY GOLD.'
'A sure-fire way to not excel in the classroom.'
1: Imagine what your teachers would look like as pokemon. (Ex. Ms. Clair would probably be a kingdra with permanent PMS. Mr. Eusine would be a spazzy bidoof with a cowlick. I can see Professor N as a really mathy audino.)
2: For your notes, write down the chapter/unit title in that big white space at the top of your page. Then rearrange the letters and see how many words you can spell.
3: If you are forced to legitimately write notes, try and write with your weaker hand (what I mean is, if you're right-handed write with your left hand and vice versa). You'll get so focused on trying to form decent letters that you'll tune out and won't hear a thing the teacher is saying.
4: When, either accidentally or on purpose, start to listen to what the teacher is saying, think of everything they say as bizarre sexual metaphors and examples.
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'THE ART OF HATING GOLD: BY SILVER.'
'A sure-fire way to get my fist in your face by the end of the period.'
1: No. Just…no. Gold, if you insist on being stupid, don't drag me into it.
2: None of that was even funny. Especially the last one.
3: Plus, we're not even friends. Why'd you toss this piece of paper at me?
4: Fuck off.
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1: Gold, don't be a moron (if that's possible). Also, don't drag Silver into your moronic ways.
2: Silver, don't swear at Gold.
3: Gold, pay attention in class. Silver, you will not be punching Gold after class ends unless you want another detention.
4: Both of you, grow up.
~ Crystal.
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'THE ART OF BEING SHOT DOWN: BY GOLD.'
'A sure-fire way to kick a guy while he's down.'
1: That list was hysterical. It's not my fault the two of you have zero sense of humor.
2: Silver, I can't believe you ratted me out to Super Serious Gal. Et tu, Brute!
3: Serious Gal, I have to bring Silver into my moronic ways. He'll never do it on his own.
4: Both of you, loosen up.
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'THE ART OF STILL HATING YOU: BY SILVER.'
'A sure-fire way to… screw it. I can't think of anything.'
1: Crystal, he needs to be sworn at.
2: Gold, I didn't 'rat you out'. I just accidentally-on-purpose threw our written conversation onto her desk.
3: Gold, you're the one with a skewed sense of humor, not us.
4: And we're still not friends. Never have been, never will be.
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Boys. The teacher is glaring at us, and I can't afford to get anything less than perfect in this class. Plus, if we keep this up we'll all get detention, and it'll turn into a real-life version of 'The Breakfast Club'.
Needless to say, I'm confiscating these notes and will be disposing of them when class ends. I hope you know that you're both idiots.
~ Crystal.