next morning
Egon is completely engrossed with trying on new clothes, wondering what he should wear for the day. His Dad had taken him to the mall last night, let him have free reign with the credit card. He went overboard with new clothes and also picked out a new back pack. His Dad smiled the entire time, he was unperturbed by the spending spree, claiming it was long overdo.
He finds himself rusty on what goes well together and making the final decision.
"That, you have to wear those jeans, it accentuates your legs and back end." Vin is all too happy to help out.
"Yes, with that shirt, it's so classy, yet screams sexy."
Remarkably, Egon goes along with Vin's advice. He keeps those jeans and shirt on.
Vin slides himself into the new back pack. Egon had reluctantly cut a peephole into it earlier.
Vin tries out the new hole and gives a thumbs up.
"I don't like this bag as much, it doesn't smell like you in here."
He leas out of the bag, makes his way to Egon's dirty laundry pile. Grabbing a pair of boxers, he drags it into the backpack with him.
Inhaling deeply, "That's an improvement."
Finding himself speechless, Egon could only shake his head.
I'm not only bringing a talking weasel to school but my old dirty boxers as well. I could write a book about all this.
School- mid day
Egon is casually leaving the restroom in between classes, when suddenly Luke runs up and looms in front of him.
The moment Luke's eyes pass over Egon, he blinks and hesitates from whatever plan of action he may have had.
The hesitation is brief. Luke's infamous vicious scowl emerges.
He brings his hand up and forcibly grabs a fistful of the front of Egon's shirt. Luke's breathing is ragged. He seems sweaty and unhinged.
No one shows interest toward all this unfolding. Luke's behavior around Egon is nothing new. His supporters and audience have developed a tolerance to all of it.
Egon closes his eyes, hoping maybe Vin has something up his sleeve.
On the other hand, Vin shouldn't intervene there are too many people milling about the hallway.
He opens his eyes to see the blonde's pupils full of fire and also... uncertainty? A strange combination for Luke.
"I saw you! I saw you and that ferret! It... It was talking! And you were talking to it! I know it's real, stop fucking with me and tell me the truth!?" Luke nearly spits these words out. Tightening his grip on Egon's shirt to convey there was no escaping.
Shit! Fuck! How did Luke see us!? He had left us yesterday before Vin said anything. I was damn sure of it. What now? What do I say? Vin.. Vin told me to deny deny deny.
He clears his throat, looking directly in Luke's eyes. I really have to sell this lie.
" I have no idea what you're talking about? Are you ok? That's some serious hallucinating. You're seeing and hearing some crazy things."
Luke's grip loosens as his arms drop. His scowl, falters.
"Tell me I'm not seeing things. Please, tell me I'm not seeing things!"
His voice has drastically changes. There's an edge of desperation.
Egon braves to examine Luke closer. He's confused and shocked by how disheveled and distressed his bully appears.
What can I say here? Something has snapped within Luke, that's obvious. "Please?" I've never heard that word out of him.
Messing with him, no longer seems right or fun. I don't trust him one bit. But he's already seen and heard.. I cant keep up this charade forever. Can I? He looks like he's one step away from being committed into a mental institution. Fuck it.
"I can't explain anything here. Meet me after school, same place, behind the school."
Luke steps away and takes a shaky breath. With a distinct nod of confirmation, he turns and walks away.
Egon takes a puff from his inhaler. Shit. This is Bad
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AdventureVin lived in a mystical World where some animals can speak. He is an overly confident weasel who never shuts up. Also has a habit of flirting with absolutely anyone. He wakes up one day in an entirely different World than his own. He has no i...
