Nesscas Oneshot Haven

The Fake Quest

Lucas was lying in his bed, snoring loudly. Claus, his roommate, walked into the room and crossed his arms at the sight. He looked at his non-existent watch. "Yeah, it's time." He turned around and rummaged through his dresser drawers for a very specific instrument. A lovely instrument named Cymbals. He walked over to Lucas and cleared his throat. He then slammed the Cymbals together, causing the iconically loud clang, making Lucas shoot awake. He was in a complete daze for a moment before setting his eyes on his brother, making him angry and tossing his pillow at him. The pillow hit Claus in the head.

Claus slammed the cymbals together once more before walking to put them back. "Why'd you wake me?"

"You have classes today, remember?"

"I dunno what you're talking about." Lucas was reaching for his pillow, but didn't want to leave the bed just yet, so he stretched his arm as far as he could and still couldn't reach it. He then moved closer to the edge, getting his upper body off the bed, inching closer and closer to the pillow until...it was kicked away by Claus.

"Let's go!" Lucas lost his balance and his face slammed into the floor, with his body slowly following suit. He stood back up and glared at him.

"Asshole." Claus rolled his eyes as he sat on his bed and began tying his shoes.

"Mom told me to make sure you don't skip classes."

"Oh come onnnn, that's part of the fun with college. I get to skip classes and not get in trouble!"

"Just shut it and get ready already." Claus stood up and looked through the closet for something to wear.

"And just where do you think you're going."

"A date."

"But don't you have classes?" Lucas mocked Claus. Claus simply turned around, holding a formal sweater.

"No. I don't have classes on Mondays."

"What? THAT'S NOT FAIR!"

"Indeed. Not fair, I'm smarter and chose my classes accordingly. Now, if I hear you skipped classes, I'll force you to watch hours of James Corden hip-thrusting the camera." Lucas's entire spirit felt right then and there. He just nodded his head. Claus knew exactly what to say to get to him. Lucas looked down before kicking his bed.

"Fuck you, James Corden." Lucas changed out of his pajamas and into formal attire. What was special about his college was that it was expected of each student to be formally attired. He looked into the mirror and stylized his hair. He was happy the school didn't have strict rules on hair, he heard plenty of horror stories of schools needing to cut people's hair off for "not fitting the guidelines". He winked at himself before leaving the room. He grabbed his backpack and saw Claus sitting on the couch, his feet kicked up onto the coffee table. "Don't forget protection." Claus looked over at him.

"Come back to me when you find someone to fuck in the first place, then maybe I'd consider your opinion."

"Well damn, shit." Claus snickered a bit before looking back at the tv, watching Transformers. He bit into his pretzel stick and waved Lucas off.

"Have fun at school, dweeb."

"You're a double ass." Lucas shook his head, grabbed a Poptart that just popped out of the toaster, and left the dorm. He knew Claus made the pop tart, and he was truly thankful for it. Lucas loved cooking, but he never woke up in time to properly make breakfast, and Claus couldn't cook Pizza Snacks in a microwave, the least he could do was work a toaster.

He walked around campus, conversing with some of the other students that were just hanging out, studying, or a mix of the two. Lucas, as much as he loved the idea of ditching classes, loved college. The way the entire feeling of freedom was for him, was exhilarating. He wouldn't mind if he was in college for the rest of his life, although, the prospect of being an old wrinkly man in class learning biochemistry for the 50th time was for sure an odd one. Lucas made it to the main academic building, soon being joined by his best friend, Ness.