CHAPTER 3: I TALK TO A SNAKE AND HIS PET FLASHLIGHT

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- 'Ding!'

[NEW] Classroom Notification: "Break the Ice!"

"So... why don't we all try to know each other better?" Ms. Happi suggested, swirling her hand across the globe on the desk. It spun around, pulling the clouds into cataclysmic hurricanes and prompting stares from the class.

A brown-haired boy raised his hand.

"Yes, um... punk-" Ms. Happi glanced to the side, "Calum."

"Like an icebreaker?" The boy asked before wrinkling his brows. "Did you just..."

"Yeah, exactly!" Ms. Happi nervously laughed and started a rant about how it was her 'first year' being a homeroom teacher. "...and I already know we'll be the best of friends!"

"Wait, but..." Calum interjected.

"No but's," She declared. With a cheer of "Come on, vámanos!", she coaxed the students to their feet and they reluctantly started talking amongst themselves.

Steven glanced around. Then, he walked up to the teacher at the front and brought up that it was a 'free period'.

"That's correct," Ms. Happi beamed.

"Can I sleep, then?" Steven asked, which prompted Dieze to send him a message. He read it, but it was only a stat update about his 'dumb stat' going up.

['Dumb +1']

(For some reason, that stat was really high.)

"Well, yeah," Ms. Happi mused with her hand on her chin, "You 'could' sleep,"

That meant no, in teacher speak...

She continued with, "...but what about making friends?"

...That meant 'you don't have any'.

"Friends help you, come on!" She coaxed, telling him to 'get out of his shell'!

But he was a hermit—

"No, you're human," Ms. Happi beamed at him, "Also, this WILL be part of your participation grade!"

Was that a threat? He stared at her for a while. Distractedly, Ms. Happi nibbled a snack: [Dorayaki - B+ grade]

['Description: A delightful Japanese treat, Dorayaki consists of two fluffy sponge-like pancakes that sandwich a sweet red bean paste. This B+ grade version offers a rich, balanced flavor!']

"So good." Ms. Happi waved her snack and Steven's eyes couldn't help but follow. "MMM... do you want some?"

"Yes." A stomach growl appeared. He rolled on the floor and clutched his stomach to sell the image of a poor, hungry child.

A 'rolling-eyes' emoji popped into his view, notifying him that his 'shameless stat' had risen.

"Alright," Ms. Happi smiled, her eyes shining under the light, "Tell you what, I'll give you one if you make some friends."

With no more reason to refuse, Steven quickly dispatched a request to Dieze: <Can you send me the character profiles?>

['No.' X] Dieze answered, ['Current location prevents access to profile database. Try again later.' X]

L0AD1NG...

1. The first person Steven talked to was a red-head, with green eyes that burned. Well, he tried to talk to him, but was brushed off with a scoff. It went like this:

"Hey, I dig your turtleneck."

The boy was indeed wearing a turtleneck. Hearing Steven's words, the boy tensely scratched his collar, gripped his sleeves, and retorted...

Something that wouldn't be allowed for broadcast, but could crudely be translated to: Go away.

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