A/N: Um, quick fun fact: A sequel for this story is actually in progress under the name: Coffee and Cigarettes.

This story actually takes place their third year and its a reflection of what Antoinette has been through these past few years. Yes there will be a pairing, an unofficial one at least. So you don't have to read this one for the other to make sense but I won't be writing the sequel until I'm close to being done with this one. But yeah, its a pretty cute story in my opinion. So I'll give you an update on when it will be posted and enjoy both stories.


Monday: 2:45PM Location: Northsville High School.


The large sedan finally pulled to a stop in front of the school as McFist, followed by his Stepson and Daughter got out and filed in order of oldest to youngest into the school.

"Oh man! Why do I have to be here? School already let out!" Bash complained in his always loud voice.

"Because you have a detention!" McFist all but yelled as he entered the front office and signed the kids back in.

"Oh. Oh yeah. But then why is Toni here?" Bash questioned dumbly as he pointed to the smaller teen.

"She has that 'Klub' today." McFist muttered as he walked with Bash and Antoinette down the school's hallways, stopping first at the detention hall to drop off Bash

"But then why is you-" Bash was suddenly cut off by a shove into the room, followed by the slamming of the door.

"Because I want to make sure my little girl gets there safely." Hannibal answered, despite the door already being closed so Bash could not here him, and then started off in the direction of the school cafeteria.

"Um dad?" Antoinette asked as the two of them walked. "Is it just me or do you seem to prefer me over Bash?"

Hannibal ceased his steps and turned towards the girl and put a firm hand of her shoulder, then forced that trade-mark, painful looking smile of his and took a deep breath before he spoke.

"Yes, but only because you're my only child deary. Bash, you see, is my step-son, not really blood related, but you're family, and you're adopted into this family, legally making you my daughter." He explained with as sugar coated a voice as he could get.

"Oh... I see." Antoinette muttered as she entered the cafeteria.

The first to greet her was Theresa, who got up from her seat the moment she saw her and hugged her tightly around the neck.

"Anita! Hi! How are you?" She asked her friend with a bright smile.

"Hey Theresa, I'm fine and yourself?" Antoinette responded, ignoring the use of that dreadful nickname.

"Well I'm kinda tired today cause I missed my morning latte but Randy and Julian went to get sodas for everyone so I think I will be OK!" She replied with a smile as she lead her friend over to the table. "I hope you like Wild Cherry Mist. Its kinda all we have."

"Never had it before, but it sounds good." Antoinette said, sharing her friend's smile. "And I hope you don't mind but... My dad is kinda hanging around today."

"Oh, thats OK, the more the merrier right?" Theresa chirped, just as Howard sat down next to them.

"Man, that stupid schnoob Randy..." He muttered as he sat down. "Thinks he can leave me to clean up that mess. Its not my fault that soda got shaken up. "

"Um? Problem Howard?" Theresa asked gently as she went to pat the ginger's hand only to have the gesture blocked by Howard suddenly waving his hand.

"So Randy and I thought it would be funny to shake up one of the sodas and throw it at the principle's car but it broke open and got all over the boy's bathroom and he ran off so I had to clean it up!"

"Shouldn't have been acting like idiots." McFist muttered dryly, noting the dirty look he was getting from the peeved Howard.

"What is HE doing here?" Howard whispered as quiet he could to Antoinette.

"Hes hanging out with us today until we have to go home." Antoinette said with a shrug. "Just to make sure things go well."

"Oh great." Another member of the Klub with a mustache muttered lowly.

Moments later, the door to the cafeteria was kicked open and Randy entered, pulling both the sodas and Julian behind him in a bright red wagon which was often used for pep-rallies.

"And we are back!" Randy announced loudly, "And we brought soda!"

"And you broke one also! Don't forget that!" Howard complained in response.

With a roll of the eyes, Randy pitched a soda at Howard's stomach and walked to join the other's at the table, completely ignoring the annoyed stare he was getting from McFist.

"So I guess we can start the meeting then?" The clown in the corner of the room asked as he went to join the others.

"Whose got the dice?" Randy asked as he passed out the drinks to everyone.

"I've got it. As usual." Julian announced as he pulled a red die out of his pocket and set it down on the table.

Howard pulled out a board from his backpack and laid it down in the center of the table as Theresa scattered toys out on the board.

"So um, what is the point of all this again?" McFist, who by now had been forgotten by the kids, asked.

"Every Monday after school we gather here and play as monsters for revenge on all the jerks at school!" Theresa announced dramatically as she held up the figurine of Bash, causing the older man to cackle.

"Thats cute, well don't mind me. I'll just be here watching." Hannibal said as he pulled out his McTablet and began to read the day's paper, or at least pretended to read it.

"OK, I think Antoinette should go first since shes new to the Klub." Theresa said happily as she handed the dice to her friend, who gave it a roll and smirked when it landed on a three.

"OK, so I'd say I'd give Julian a slap but there is no figure of him so-" She reached over and slapped said male's cheek gently. "Just because I didn't believe your apology."

He snagged the dice from her and rolled it on a two, then turned to Antoinette and flicked her head. The two glared at each other before turning back to the game at hand. It was Randy's and he rolled a five, causing all the members to gasp.

"Wah? Huh? What happened?" McFist asked, looking up from his tablet.

"Randy rolled a five!" Theresa explained.

"Being the fifth day in a row his enemy wore the same underpants-" Julian was quickly cut off by Antoinette.

"Wait, wait, wait. Thats the dumbest thing I ever heard!" She butted in cruelly.

"Wait, wait, Anita. Let the man finish!" Hannibal interrupted as he leaned in closer.

"As I was saying, thats what turns students into monsters!" The boy exclaimed, causing both McFists to stare awkwardly.

"I agree with Anita, that is pretty stupid." Hannibal muttered as he went back to his newpaper.

"So? Its just a game you guys, its supposed to be fun." Randy reminded them, trying to get off the topic of how to change into a monster ASAP.

"It was pretty fun watching Jules and Toni going at it." Howard muttered with a soft chuckle. "Go back to fighting you two."

"I wasn't fighting, I was simply letting off some steam." Antoinette cut in suddenly.

"Is that what you call it?" Julian countered. "Because I think most of us call it a slap."

"Or as you call it, "fun"." Antoinette shot back, folding her arms and smirking.

"Was that an adult pun? Well I suppose I should have expected one from you sooner or later." Julian chuckled lightly as the slight red the girl's face went.

"Get your mind out of the gutter! I'm an innocent and sacred- Or whatever." She said boldly, touching a hand to over her heart.

"In that case you should stay with the other ruins." Julian sighed, earning a loud laugh from Howard.

"Only to be dug up and worship by those classy enough to appreciate it." She shot back.

"Or sold off into auction-" The joke was cut a little short in the end from Antoinette's fist connecting with the boy's jaw.

In response to the hit, he held his jaw, chuckled happily, and then proceeded to wipe the blood away from his lips.

"How deliciously painful that was." He winked at the girl (purely to piss her off) and watched as she wrinkled her nose. "In all seriousness though, you do have a soft hit-"

"Oh God! You're like one of those punching bags that rotates so you can never knock it down!" She yelped, not noticing that by now Howard had his camera phone out and was filming the whole thing.

"And you, a brick wall." Julian retorted. "Solidly built and yet can easily be taken down if you remove each brick individually."

"Oh geez! Get a room you two!" Howard yelled passed his phone, causing the two to turn and glare at him.

"Howard, just because in this type of situation the male often tries to dominate, it does not mean that out friends have unresolved tension." Who ever said that was getting their ass kicked as McFist dropped his tablet and Antoinette split from the room, followed by Randy, who hoped he could calm her down to prevent a monster attack.

"Hey Toni! Wait up!" He called as he ran faster to join her side. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just want to know why he has to be such a freaking douche!" She growled lowly, only to take a deep breath. "Sorry for the language... Its just infuriating!"

"Eh, thats kinda the way he is. You just have to learn to stare at him awkwardly like the rest of us and move on." Randy explained as he patted his friend's back, "Just don't let it get to you."

"It doesn't get to me though!I just don't like the fact that he already tries to act like he already has me figured out and my non-existent misery!" Antoinette sighed heavily and sat down near a water fountain with Randy following her lead.

"Doesn't seem non-existent to me. Just kinda seems masked." Randy muttered as he looked at her solemnly. "Wanna talk about whats eating at you?"

She sighed heavily and nodded. "Only because you give me no reason not to trust you- here it goes. My parents died in an accident a while back, as you know." She paused, trying to pick out how she would word this next part. "I don't miss them at all. I hate myself for feeling this way, but in another sense I don't... And Julian is right when he says its silly but its painful also!"

Randy sighed heavily and put a hand on her shoulder but didn't speak. He couldn't, he had no idea what it must be like, for hating yourself for not hating yourself. It must be miserable. Instead, he drew his other arm to her shoulder and pulled her into an awkward side hug.

"Antoinette, I have no idea what that must be like, but it must be pretty flipping annoying, and all I can say about it is- You're already hating yourself, so its not like you're getting out of this scotch free." He said sternly, holding her a bit closer.

A pause followed and he spoke up again.

"Though I'd have to agree with you when I say Jules it being a pretty big dork by using it against you but he'll only use it if you let him. You gotta own up to all of this if you ever want to move past this. Forgive and forget, water under the bridge and some other stuff I forgot." He smiled softly at her and patted her back.

"So I should just let go of any anger or foul feelings I have now? Is that it?" Her face almost seemed flooded with relief at the fact that Randy was actually trying to help. "And come to terms that feeling this way will not solve a thing or get me ahead in life."

"Um, okay then. Thats a start at least. Keep going." He egged her on, nudging her chin gently.

"Alright. I should try to be more happy. Even with everything that has been happening right now." She tried to add, having no idea really what to say.

"Anything else you have to say?" Randy asked, just to make sure.

"I should probably see a counselor for this new found temper, in order to fully get over this- or I guess I could talk to you- my trusted friend, Randy." She asked with yet another shrug. "Huh, it feels kinda good to have someone I can call a 'trusted friend'."

"Thats the spirit! And how do you feel now?" He asked hopefully.

"I feel light, Randy... And kinda numb." She muttered sourly. "Is that normal?"

"Thats probably either the adrenaline or shock sinking in but its perfectly normal." He said as he got up and stood her up slowly. "Now its about time the Klub wrapped up so we should probably get you back to your dad because you are looking a bit pale."

"Thanks ,Randy." She muttered before she felt her legs begin to wobble as they were rushed back to the cafeteria.