AITA for blowing up my school?

Prescription MLG glasses

Whether it be fortunate or not is up for debate, but since I live in a cartoon world that resets when I sleep, I awoke the morning after the last part's events and had to make my way to skibidi school once again.

So, yeah. It's me; Jason Dean. Back at it again with another wicked sick adventure.

There I was; in my super secret skibidi sigma sanctuary beneath the covers of my bed, when suddenly and without warning, a bright light harasses me, and I awake from my slumber.

I almost broke my mewing streak in surprise, but then remembered that I'm too alpha to feel any emotions other than pleasure and rage, so I piss my pants instead.

I do this to secure my territory and for no other reason.

The mysterious entity that calls itself "yormum" or sometimes even "yormuvver" and regularly invades my territory, especially on mornings like this one where I must depart for skibidi school, has just forced the light of dawn upon my face by opening the sun-protective shields in front of the glass.

I use my super awesome telepathy that I have because of my hybrid prince alpha sigma wolf powers to inform the creature that it has disturbed me and then move on to fanum tax it in order to punish it for its giant skibidi sin.

Finally, I use my different hybrid prince alpha sigma wolf powers to manifest myself at the skibidi school.

Although I wish not to trouble myself with such trivial things, I understand I have a responsibility to care for my omegas, and that is simply something that comes with such great power.

"Hey there, Marshall!"
"Danny?! Sup."
"Magnum! Good to see you."
"Greetings, Britishimo! How's the small business?"

These are some of the many greetings I must use on my subjects. Such is the life of a sigma.

I step into the sigma lesson for the second time in this friend-fiction and am suddenly bombarded with

Mrs Balls.

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"I didn't like it when you folded my body into an origami swan" she whined "I thought it wasn't nice."

"Karma's a bitch. You should've known better." I snapped back savagely with my magic mouth ((I'm mewing so I cant use my real mouth🤫🧏)).

"I'm going to tell my emotionally and physically distant husband about this! He won't be happy! He cherishes my mind and body!"

"Why would you say that to a child. You are an adult woman. What the flip." I look at her in disgust because I don't want to hear about this ancient woman's sex life when I'm trying to do my Sigma lessons, "Also your hubby gay."

"Nuh uh."

I am surprised by her eloquent response but decide that I will be the bigger sigma and leave the room, done with her bs.

"You can't leave :("

"Erm, acktshually, I can." I reply as prescription mlg glasses fall from the sky and land perfectly on my face.

I knew right then and there that this seemed too easy. Something was seriously skibidi about this. Was she going to try and mog me for a third time?

No.

A much worse fate was about to befall me.

Not many know this, but teachers who suck at their jobs have particular... soul sucking abilities.

I felt a void gather behind me as she began to chant.

"Skibidy dop dop dop yes yes"

I knew something was skibidi about this!
I had to act quickly to save myself.

Then I remembered.

I'm ginger.

There wasn't even a soul to be sucked in the first place!

I tire of her stupidity and use my powers to sew her into a patterned blouse in a wonderful off-white colour like buttermilk.

The End.

Author's note:

Someone should name a band after this part. It would go hard.

I'm worried this part and the next one don't have enough brainrot but there's only so much a man can do

Next part 1st June :3