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[DOG LIPS]

See what you've done, Dante? You've made the poor girl cry! Are you happy, you bastard?

That sack of crap. Take that light out of your butt and go sit in the corner!

*Holds the girl*

 

[bored]

No one must know the truth.

 

[SapphirePrima]

and here I thought we were getting a new chapter

 

[Batman]

Blame Dante.

 

[DBella]

Dante is finally out of hiding!!
Welcome back!
Now get to work!

 

[The Demon's Head]

*Waits paitently for his apperance*

 

[Swordmaster]

I..can't...

Writers Block

 

[bored]

Believe in yourself, dammit!

 

[Swordmaster]

I'm working on other things

 

[DOG LIPS]

I'm working on other things

Yourself I bet.

 

[Swordmaster]

*I'M the plastic surgeon. Not him*

 

[Swordmaster]

Chapter 7: Homeroom

Dante, MB, Flexo, Meatbag, DL, and Snipershot all walk to homeroom. Snipershot sports a new black eye, courtesy of JLBats.

Snipershot: Ouchies.

Rest:...

MB: What're the odds that we all have homeroom together.

Dante: Pretty good, considering that I paid the guy at the head of the Schueduling Office five bucks to get us all in the same room.

MB:...That was a chick.

Dante: Ah.

The six walked into a room. Big surprise there.

MB: Please don't let her be here...please don't let her be here...please don't...

Voice: OH MB!

MB: S**T!

MB turned to Dante, pissed off. He looks like a baboon.

MB: You paid the chick five bucks to get us all together, yet you forget to pay him to make sure she wasn't with us?!

Dante shrugged.

Dante: I only had five bucks.

MB raised a fist.

Dante: Bella.

MB:

Suddenly, a girl walks up to Dante and MB. She's wearing gray and black and has huge ass glasses. Phantasm.

Phantasm: MB! I missed you all summer! You never returned my calls. Or e-mails. Or IM's. Or texts...

DL: Okay. We get it. He ignored you. With good reason.

Phantasm: What was that?

DL: Nothing.

Phantasm: *smile* *pats silly dog head*

DL: Ruff! Ruff ruff! Ruff!

DL ran away, drooling, to go hump the leg of Meatbag.

Meatbag: WTF? Get off!

Too late. Snipershot, grinning like a madman, starts humping DL.

Dante: Jesus...

Flexo: Arrrgh...this be f**ked up, yar?

MB: Yar.

Phantasm pats MB's head. He twitches the whole time.

Phantasm: Oh MB, where is your cowl with the pointy ears?! I loved patting it so...

MB: I haven't worn that since I was five.

Dante: And six. And seven. And eight. And nine. And ten. And eleven. And twelve. And thirteen. And last week...

MB: We get it.

Dante: And last night...

Suddenly, Alexia walked past.

Dante:

MB: Good timing.

Phantasm smiled and walked away as a man walked in. He had blue eyes. long blonde hair, and an earring.

Man: Alright everyone settle down. I am Mr. Drakon, but you can call me Drak.

MB smiled. He didn't hear anything that Drakon said. He was thinking of ways to mutilate Phantasm. Dante was till drooling, DL was still humping, Meatbag was screaming, and Snipershot was still...being...Snipershot. Yeah...

Drakon: I'm just gonna take attendance. Okay. Dante?

Dante: Huh wha-? Oh yeah, here.

Drakon: Master Bruce?

MB: Die Phantasm die!

Drakon: I'll take that as a 'here'. Dog Lips?

DL: Ruff!

Drakon: The Last Meatbag?

Meatbag: Get him off! Get him OFF!

Drakon: Ooookay...Flexo?

Flexo: Yar.

Drakon: Snipershot?

Snipershot: Goatse!

Drakon:...Yeah...Bueller?

No answer.

Drakon: Bueller...Bueller...Bueller? No? Fine. CConn?

Drakon breezed through the rest of the attendance. The first bell rang. It sounded like an ass was rubbing against it.

Dante: Yeesh...

MB: Oh boy, I gotta go to History. With Phantasm. Again.

Dante: I've got Bio with Mr. GammaMike.

Flexo: He be crazy, argh.

MB: You two will go perfect together!

Dante kicked MB in the balls and walked out. Meatbag was still screaming.

Meatbag: WILL SOMEONE GET THEM OFF!?

JLBats ran in and kicked Snipershot out the window.

JLBats:

Snipershot: Boobies...

 

[Batman]

Holy crap... You... you actually posted something.

...

*in utter disbelief*

 

[Swordmaster]

Yeah...

 

[DOG LIPS]

You sack of basteed.








How do you know me so well?

 

[Swordmaster]

You sack of basteed.








How do you know me so well?

I'm psychic

 

[Batman]

Yeah...

Guess I should write the next part, then, huh?

 

[Batman]

I'm psychic

Your mom is psychic.

 

[Swordmaster]

Guess I should write the next part, then, huh?

Yep.

 

[Swordmaster]

In b4 close.

Bella.

 

[Batman]

Bella.

DAMN Y-

 

[Swordmaster]

*smirk*

 

[The Last Meatbag]

hawt

 

[bored]

Back, and with a vengeance!

 

[MaskedManJRK]

Good s**t, dudes. The scary thing is, that damn near fits my high school perfectly.

Anyway, I want my sweet as in, please.