Pandemonium | Dream SMP

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"Hey, Niki, have you seen Schlatt today?"

The pink-haired girl glances up from her locker, tilting her head in thought.

"Mmm, no, I don't think so. Why? Is he in trouble?"

I sigh and cross my arms, leaning on the locker beside hers. The 'hall monitor' badge pinned to the front of my shirt gleams proudly beneath the hall lights. "He missed first period again. And if I don't find him, then a teacher will, which is not going to look good on his resume."

Niki closes her locker, hefting a bag over her shoulder, "ah, right, he's running for class president, isn't he?"

"And not doing a very good job of it." I hum, shaking my head. "I know he has the potential for it, but he needs to start putting in the work."

Something green catches my eye down the hall, between the bustling students, and my eyes immediately narrow.

"Hold on a minute, Niki. I think that's Dream again." I say, straightening up as the tall figure of Dream comes barrelling into sight, slipping like silk between the unsuspecting students. George and Sapnap are of course behind him, doing a much less successful job of avoiding bumping into everyone they meet.

"No running in the halls, Dream," I call out with a frown.

The boy, hearing me, flashes me a cocky grin. "Make me, Bean Sprout!"

"Just because he's the principal's son doesn't mean he should be allowed to break the rules." Niki frowns, watching as Dream sprints past us.

"Mm, he is getting a little power crazy," I agree, my frown deepening.

Sapnap and George are slowly catching up, and while I may not be able to reprimand Dream, I can certainly scold these two.

"Hey, no running," I say, sticking my arms out and grabbing both of them by the back of their shirt collars.

They gag, their legs slipping out from beneath them, and stumble to their knees.

"Ah, no! He's getting away! He's gonna win again!" Sapnap exclaims, watching helplessly as Dream rounds a corner, flashing him the middle finger.

"We were so close," George mumbles, sighing deeply.

"What have I told you about your manhunt games in the halls? Do them outside." I say sternly, releasing their collars.

"This is bullshit, why do you always pick on us?!" Sapnap growls, jumping quickly to his feet and rounding on my smaller frame.

"Because it's always you three that cause the most trouble." I quip back, planting my hands on my hips.

The bell rings right as Sapnap says something, which judging by his angry demeanour was probably extremely rude.

I'm glad I don't hear it as I jab a finger down the hall and tell the two to get to classes.

"Now I know why they've made you hall monitor three years in a row." Niki muses, "I need to get to class now, but good luck finding Schlatt."

I perk up. "Oh, Niki, is baking club open tonight? I was hoping to drop by."

The girl grins widely, "mhm! We're making lemon meringues. But if you're going to be there I'm sure I can find some way of adding coffee into it."

I smile warmly, "thanks, Niki. I'll see you then."

Parting ways with Niki, I return to roaming the halls. The pace has picked up now that the first bell has rung. All the students are walking briskly to their next lessons, clutching rucksacks and binders.