Stubborn Love (DreamnoBlade)

Chapter 1

A Black horned man walked to the front of the desk, sharp fingertips dragging across the smooth desk before stopping. A loud, tired sigh escapes from the figure as he picks up a piece of paper that was laid on the desk. After a moment of silence, he looked up and stared at the two boys that sat in front of him. On his left was a boy who was holding a bruised arm while the boy on his right was grabbing onto his scraped knee.

With dark bags under his eyes, the man asked "So which one of you muffin heads threw the first punch?"

The two boys looked at each other, the boy on his right had dirty blond hair and a smiley-faced mask that was slightly cracked while the one on his left had long pink hair with floppy ears with his skin a shade of pink. At the same time, they both raised their hands and pointed at each other.

"Well lookie here..." The man looked back at the paper, "If it isn't Mr. Dream WasTaken and Mr. Techno Blade. Look, if no one will confess then we might as well be here all day."

The two boys remained silent.

"Please?"

'Dream' slowly raised his hand, "It was me, Mr. Halo."

Mr. Halo had a soft smile growing on his face, "Well, would either of you tell me why?" He asked sweetly.

Techno began to speak up, his voice almost a whisper, "Well it kind of went like this..."

FLASHBACK

"Oi Techno." The masked man grabbed his shoulder and turned him around harshly, his shoes squeaking beneath him, "How many times do I have to tell you to stop?" He said through his teeth. People around them whispered to one another, expecting an argument to begin.

"Stop what?" He asked

"To stop poking me with your fucking pen!" He hissed as his long green tail swayed from side to side, more people gathered and whispered some more, "I can't help it. Your skin is just so weird!"

A crowd began to form around them, whispers and bets were being heard.

The pink-haired man began to back up, "Okay, what I said sounded really bad, but I-" He immediately got cut off with a leg kicking him in the side, he stumbled onto the lockers, a now huge crowd surrounding them, "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!" Their shouts echoed through the hallways.

FLASHBACK END

"And one thing led to another and yeah..." the pink-haired boy rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

Mr. Halo stood in front of them and slowly blinked. "Ahem," He held up a fist to his mouth and cleared his throat. "Dream, I understand why you would get offended but please remember this is a school, and that violence isn't an answer, only sometimes," He mumbled out that last part before continuing, "I'm sure if you had allowed Techno to finish his sentence that would've cleared things."

Dream turned to Techno with a glare though no one in the room was able to tell. Techno looked at the ground then back at him, "What I meant to say was that I think your scales are interesting..." He said, his voice hushed as if he was almost afraid to say it.

"Then why do you scribble on them every time?" Dream asked

"Those aren't scribbles, they're smiley faces."

"Oh..."

Mr. Halo clapped his hands together with a big smile, thankful that this talk ended sooner than he expected. "Now since that's been taken care of, why don't you both say you're sorry and move on." He walked over to the two of them and placed both of his hands on each of the boys' shoulders.