Dipper I'm so sorry, just hang in there alright? The fanfic is still here to read to brighten a day (hopefully). Speaking of.... here is part 1 of season 2! (Last one was the prologue as the orginal prologue was lost, if i ever find the old cache i'd post it up...)
DAWN OF THE FIRST DAY.
"Dammit Mufasa can't I just skip this ONE day..." Sion pleaded with his older brother as they neared the school. "No." He simply responded, keeping his eyes focused on the road. It was a nice beautiful day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, lawn mowers were running over flip flops. It was the perfect morning... and Sion just wanted to stay in bed. Fuck, school. And mornings. "Please~?" He whined. "No." "Oh come on Mufa-" "If you ask one more bloody time, so help me God Sion-" "Fine, geez..." The younger brother pouted, tying his mane in a ponytail and adjusting his kangol slightly. Mufasa drove the car into the school's parking lot, and Sion stepped out. "I'll remember this." He said as he closed the door, walking away from the car. "Good." Mufasa responded as he drove the car away. As Sion walked by a group of girls hanging around a car, they attempted to talk to him. "Hay, Sion, did your brother drive you today?" "He's too old for you Silvia Sarahman, stop asking." The khajiit quickly spat out as he kept on walking by, making the girl pout and cross her arms.
As he kept walking, the sound of a bike revving up caught the attention of his ears. Just the sound, he couldn't see the bike, but he knew who was coming up to him. His "favorite" argonian slowly drove the motorcycle next to Sion, who kept his face forward and stoic. "Hey Sion... did big brother drop off his baby bro to school today? Aww..." Blade mocked Sion, grinning all the while. "Piss off Godzilla, I'm in no mood." Sion cursed, still facing forward. Blade began to slowly circle around Sion as he kept walking. "Tsk tsk, that's no way to treat a friend..." "Look, shouldn't you be in class or stalking Thyra or something, I'm late, and you're making me later to class." Blade stopped circling around Sion, but continued to ride next to him. "Early lunch break. I need a favor later during fifth period. I'll text you during the break before. You mind?" "I agree to nothing until you tell me. No promises." Sion ended the conversation as he arrived at the steps of the school, pushing through the double doors. Blade stopped the bike and stared as the khajiit entered the building. "Damn who pissed in his oatmeal this morning?" The argonian thought to himself.
Sion practically rushed down the halls of the school, angry and annoyed. Like a skinny bull, he shoved people aside to get to his second period class: Professor Gorzath's Mortician and Home Ec. Eventually he arrived in the class room, making many heads turn including the orc proffesor. "Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm late professor, I apologize." Sion rushed out as he sat down at a desk. Gorzath only held his own head, sighing and shaking it in dismay. "...I'll let it slide Sion. Today class is going to be shortened since I have...plans today. I have to go buy groceries for the class this week..." Gorzath started to smirk to himself. "Yes, that's right... groceries... ahem. Anyway, we're skipping the anatomy of roadkill today and we're going to have a little experiment on pie baking. Everyone else has a partner already except for Rachel Tice, so she's going to be your partner." Gorzath stated. Sion's eyes widened as he slowly turned his head to the messy red haired girl, who was sniffing up her expired nasonex. With an obnoxious cheery tune consisting of nothing but "La la la"s, she moved from her seat and sat next to Sion. He slowly turned his head forward and glared in agony. Then, she opened her mouth to speak. "Shut. The Fuck Up, Rachel Tice." Sion hissed. In actuality, she was going to ask Gorzath a question, but Sion shut her down.
"Okay class, now, we're going to make Chess pie... follow what I do exactly... don't fall behind okay or you may mess up. First, be sure to wash your hands." Gorzath instructed. All of the students followed his example and washed their hands. "Okay good, and then..." He said as he suddenly pulled out an assortment of ingredients. With lightning fast hand movement, he began to insert, beat, mix, boil, and swerve everything on the table into a bowl or pan. All of the students tried to copy his ludicrously fast animations, but most if not ALL of the students had no idea what they were seeing or doing, causing them to go into mass hysteria. Food was flying, seasoning was flying, bowls and utensils were flying everywhere, hell you name it, it flew. Rachel Tice was having an asthma attack trying to copy Gorzath, who stayed clean and concentrated as he was making his pie, while Sion did nothing but sit there glaring straight ahead covered in flour. In about five minutes, Gorzath had finished baking the perfect chess pie; putting on his oven mitts and delicately taking the pie out of the oven. He placed it on the table in front of him. "Now, we're finished! So, how did everyone do?" The orc asked. The students were tired, scattered, and injured; some were laid out on the floor, on the desk, even on the ceiling lights. Except Sion. "Take me to the king..." "Professor... how?" "I don't think the pie came out right..." "I didn't even get the dough in the pan!" "MY LEG!" Came from the students. "Good!" Gorzath cheered as he clapped his hands together. "Now, class is dismissed, everyone out. Out, out, out." He shooed his students out of the room. When Sion approached the door he halted him. "I'll speak to you later Sion. Now go!" The orc said as he shoved the khajiit out the door.
The orc professor locked the door when the last student left, closing the shades to the windows. Quickly and suspiciously, he pranced over to one of the morgue coffin drawer things that held dead bodies. He slid one open, revealing a still living body. The woman inside it shot up, gasping for air. "Darling! thanks for finally letting me out of there... I couldn't breath!" Liza Minnelli exclaimed as Gorzath helped her out of the coffin, holding her in his arms. But not exactly in a romantic way as she had vertigo. "My apologies, my Goddess. I had to teach the runts how to bake a pie..." He slowly cooed in her ear. Liza Minnelli giggled. "Oh I just love a man who could bake..." She sighed. "Would you.. care for a sample?" Gorzath smirked as he and Liza Minnelli hopped on the table with the pie Gorzath made. The orc grabbed a piece and slowly brought it to her mouth; her taking a bite. "MMM! DELICIOUS DARLING!" She shouted in pleasure. "There's more where that came from..." He said staring into her eyes. And then the two started to ravish each other on the table with pie like two animals in heat.
Sion dragged himself down the hall, coming to his locker. Taking out his keys, he opened it up to grab the textbook for his next class early so he wouldn't have to come back again later. As he did, Belle clasping one of her books to her chest and a new girl approached him. "Good morning Sion." Belle said with a smile. Sion looked at her with the same look of disdain he had all day today and shut the locker. "...Bad morning I assume?" She asked, her smile faded. He simply nodded. "I'm sorry... but well, since we are on the Student Council Committee... I had to come find you. This is Louisa May Algentuck, a new transfer student." Belle introduced the girl. She gave a shy hello as Sion glared at her. "...You and I are assigned to tour her around school today." Belle said smiling. "So be, nice." She added, although this time the smile seemed more... threatening. Nevertheless, Sion's face remain unchanged. "...We get to skip third period and part of four." "Let's make moves then." Sion said as he began to walk away, Belle and new girl Louisa May Algentuck following behind.
And so, Sion, Belle, and new girl Louisa May Algentuck were off on a tour of the school. Yay!
: that link. Been a while since I've had a good and thorough shudder, the type that makes your teeth clap.
