Karl basically fell into the booth seat, sighing heavily and ignoring the tray he had just received from the lunch line. Bad and Ant, who were sitting across from him, stopped their conversation and looked at him with a concerned look.
Quackity slid in to sit beside Karl. "Got detention with Miss Peters. After school." Bad made an eesh sound and Ant winced.
Skeppy, coming back from the bathroom, replied with a simple "good job".
"Good luck with that Karl." Ant said, grabbing an apple from his tray. Karl picked at his Mac N' Cheese with a plastic fork, feeling like he was experiencing the worst day of his life.
Little did he know that it would only get worse from here.
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Tommy bit into his sandwich, watching Wilbur and Techno cross the cafeteria to sit with the rest of their friends.
"Nice lunch." Tommy raised his eyebrows at Wilbur's spaghetti without sauce and heavily peppered green beans.
"Not like I can taste it," Will shrugged, sitting down next to Phil. Techno shoved him a little bit and slid in next to Wilbur.
"Technoblade pulling up with the style," Tubbo commented, pointing at Techno's messy bun. The sides of Techno's mouth twitched, but didn't smile.
"Grumpy, Techno?" Phil chuckled, eating his Mac N' Cheese with a spoon.
"Aren't I always." Techno stated, taking a sip of water. "How were your classes this morning?"
"Sucked." Tubbo said.
"Trash." Tommy groaned.
"Horrible." Wilbur snorted.
"Pretty good actually." Phil smiled.
"Of course, it's because you're eating your pasta with a fookin' spoon." Wilbur said, rolling his eyes.
Tommy untied his red bandana from his neck, hastily adjusting it back to normal. Running his fingers through his blonde hair, he pulled out his Physics homework. Tubbo glanced at him messily shoving his tray to the side and scribbling on the paper.
"Need some help with that, Tommy?" He said, putting down his own sandwich.
"No." Tommy stubbornly replied.
Tubbo glanced at the others. They stared back.
"Tommy I'm going to help you whether you like it or not." Tubbo informed, pulling out his own Physics folder.
Tommy shrugged, accepting the help.
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Sapnap was browsing through Twitter, not particularly interested in any of the topics.
Beforehand, he had been studying the glass roof and marble accents of the cafeteria; something that looked fancier than it felt.
"I'm not going to chug it!" George was laughing loudly, followed by Dream's trademark wheezes. Sapnap looked up for a minute to see the commotion- Punz, Purpled, and Dream trying to get George to drink milk with spaghetti sauce and cheese mixed in- before going back to his silent scrolling.
"Cmon George, you scared or something?" Punz said, his piercing ice blue eyes staring George down.
"Maybe I am! So what? Do you want me to get, like, cancer?!" George screeched, sending the table into a chaotic mess. Sapnap stood, mumbling about the restroom, before walking out of the cafeteria.
Dream, his smile fading, watched Sapnap go, concerned.
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Fundy paced the cafeteria, eyes flickering around at the people. One of them was going to be dead by tomorrow. One of them was the killer.
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w a r p e d • mcyt highschool au
Fanfiction: warped : abnormal or strange; distorted. When a school that was never meant to be starts discovering the disappearances and murders of students, it becomes a state of kill or be killed. But for Karl Jacobs, he knows that there's more to the killi...
