After another boring weekend, you're ready to return to school on Monday. You wake up, brush your teeth, wash your face, and get dressed. After eating a quick breakfast, you rush out the front door, determined to come up with some sort of plan to be able to go to prom with Scott. You walk through the main front doors of the school and immediately begin scanning the hallway for the sneakiest pair of sisters you know. When you spot them, Vera holds her phone in one hand, scrolling on it, while her other is holding a coffee. Valerie at that moment seems to be in the process of selling another random thing to another random sucker. You quickly make your way over to them. Once you approach, they both turn to look at you. You sheepishly tell them, "I-I need a favor."
You explain the entire predicament to them, from the anger your mother has for your friends, to the anger you have for her. At the end of your explanation, you ask, "So... Is there a way for you two to help me out?" The sisters think to themselves for a moment, occasionally exchanging looks with one another, as if speaking telepathically. Valerie is the first one to speak. "This'll be a tough one, for sure." "Couldn't you just use that sleeping gas like you did that one time way back when?" Vera says, "Technically, that is possible... But that was when we were sneaking you out to see Scott for a few hours. In this case, you're going to prom, you'll probably eat out, and then there's always Polly's post prom, which you will not want to miss if you know what's good for you." She smiles, and you smile back. Valerie adds, "And then there are other factors to consider. Like pricing. I don't get that stuff legally, so it costs a pretty penny. And there's also your outfit. Prom outfits can be expensive, especially this close to prom. I know you've got some money already, but still." Vera and Valerie look at each other a bit more, and Vera says, "We'll keep thinking about it. I promise (Y/N), we will get you a dreamy prom date with that meathead." She smiles again, and you just smile back. You hear a familiar, happy-go-lucky voice from behind you. "Hey, guys! What's going on?" Scott wraps his arms around you. Vera chuckles, "Oh, nothing. Just talking."
Later in gym class, everyone files out of the locker room, ready for another day of dodgeball. Coach announces the team captains for the day, which just so happens to be you and Scott. You both stand at the front of the gym, and Coach begins going over the rules of the game like he does every class. As he's speaking, Scott leans over and begins to whisper in your ear, "Hey. I talked to Coach and asked him if we could be the team captains so we can have that rematch. So make sure you pick the same people we had last week." He goes back to standing straight up, his tail wagging quickly. You smile at the adorable sight and Coach finishes explaining the rules. Coach flips a coin, "Heads! Scott, you get first pick." Scott's smile fades, and it's quickly replaced with a look of confusion. "But doesn't that mean (Y/N) should go first?" "But (Y/N) is tails, you're heads." "But (Y/N) doesn't even have a tail. So how can they be tails?" Coach thinks for a moment, considering Scott's point. He says, "(Y/N), you go first!" You chuckle and make your first decision. After a minute, you and Scott have fully chosen your teams, using the same ones as you did last week. Your team consists of Amira, Joy, Zoe, Archie, Polly, Vicky, Liam, Calculester, and Mamimi the Oni Girl. Scott's team has Vera, Oz, Damien, Brian, Hope, Faith, Dahlia, Miranda, and Violet/Tate. Both teams go to their designated sides, and after a little stretching, Coach blows a whistle, letting the game begin.
The game starts with both teams running towards the middle of the court, trying to grab as many balls as they can. Most of them are quickly whisked away though, as Hope and Faith use their wands to bring them to Scott's side. Plenty of dodgeballs fly to your side, two of which knock Mamimi and Archie off your team. Faith throws her dodgeball at Calculester, who manages to catch it. Coach gives three blows to the whistle, telling the three people to sit on the side. The sounds of squeaky shoes ring in your ears, and the sound of rubber balls bouncing off surfaces echoes in the gym. Joy does an elaborate twirl, waving her wand around and pointing at Brian. The ball flies in his direction, smacking his arm and making it fly across the gym. Coach blows the whistle. Joy cackles, clearing her throat after feeling she got carried away. Damien picks up the severed arm, returning it to Brian as he sits down. You take the opportunity to try and get Damien out, but he ducks out of the way just in time. Dahlia picks the ball up and tries to throw the ball at you, but you dive out of the way as well. Unfortunately, the ball flies right into Liam's face. He falls to the ground, his glasses smashed. Dahlia lets out a roar of anguish as she runs to Liam's side. She scoops him up in her arms, saying, "Liam, my sexy purple dork! I am so sorry that I have destroyed your beautiful face, distinguishing glasses, and your appealing cool-guy status." She brings him close to her chest, a single tear rolling dramatically down her face as she groans in defeat. As the very touching and heartfelt scene plays out, Vicky walks up to Dahlia, tossing the ball at the buff, blue goddess's back. Coach blows his whistle two more times, signifying that Liam and Dahlia are both out. Coach tells Dahlia to take Liam to the nurse's office, and Dahlia quickly tosses him over her shoulder and runs out of the room.
(A/N): Hey y'all! Just a small update, I'm going on a vacation with my family this week, so I won't be able to write until I get back, meaning there won't be a new chapter next week! I'm sorry you have to wait a whole two weeks for the conclusion of this exciting and dramatic dodgeball match.. Have a wonderful day, and once again, thanks for reading! <3
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The Monsters Inside and Out (Scott Howl x Depressed Reader)
FanfictionYour life sucked. There was nothing for you. No happiness, no sunshine, not even a way to escape. You had nothing. Until you met that furry cutie patootie.
