[center][h1][color=ed1c24]Deathedge[/color][/h1][/center]

"[color=ed1c24]...Hm?[/color]"

Deathedge noticed a woman walking down the dining hall.

"[color=ed1c24]...Hah?[/color]"

And that woman walked down the dining hall with some yellow person-ish thing.

"[color=ed1c24]...Huh?[/color]"

And the yellow person-ish thing looked a little flustered... perhaps even feeling down, for the person immediately sat at an empty table.

[color=ed1c24][i]HOLY CRAP[/i][/color], Deathedge thought. [color=ed1c24][i]Finally, someone I can relate to! HECK YEAH![/i][/color]

And thus, a dangerous aura began to emit from Deathedge as he glared at the two from afar.

[center][h1].-.[/h1][/center]

[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Disc O. Baylor[/color][/h1][/center]

"[color=6ecff6]MM UH, MM UH, MM UH, MM UH- ooh, looky here, a fifty dollar bill?[/color]"

Disc picked up a fifty dollar bill that lay still in front of the school building. Staring at it with a confused look, Disc wondered what he should do with it.

All of a sudden, he gasped with a high-pitched tone. Oh, how lucky he was to find a fifty dollar bill out of nowhere! Some god must have noticed his efforts to dance for joy, and now he was given a resource that he could use to bring even more joy.

"[color=6ecff6]The doki-doki is coming right out of my ko-ko-RO![/color]" Disc said in a sing-song voice, thrusting his hips alongside the syllables of 'doki-doki' and 'kokoro'. "[color=6ecff6]This is great! Marvelous thing I picked up here.[/color]"

And so, Disc put the dollar in his pocket and pretended nothing happened. Walking into the school building, Disc began to make dance gestures that involved him pointing at everything around him.

"[color=6ecff6]And you get a car, and so do you~. You get a car, I~ do too~! Doo doodoodoodoo, doo doo doo doo~![/color]"

If no one noticed him goosewalking around while pumping his neck furiously, Disc probably would have escalated his sing-song mood. Fortunately, there were several students walking by giving him a weird eye.

And thus, he entered the dining hall.

"[color=6ecff6]Um, um, uns, uns, um, boomsk, boomsk, boomsk, boomsk- I'm feeling the UNF and the UNF and the-[/color]"

[center][h3][color=6ecff6]Unf[/color][/h3]
[h2][color=f26522]UNF[/color][/h2]
[h1][color=f49ac2]U[/color][color=fff79a]N[/color][color=a2d39c]F[/color][color=6ecff6]![/color][color=bc8dbf]![/color][color=ed1c24]![/color][color=f7941d]"[/color][/h1][/center]

A massive hip-thrust concluded a particular tune of Disc's.

Disc proceeded to search for some food to eat merrily with, quietly humming tunes to himself.