(Alright I'm gonna do this like the first book where I split it up by volumes and label the following chapters with 'V2' and so on. That being said, this is the final chapter of Volume 1, so there'll be a short break after this)
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So, yeah. I'll just let Baku take this one...
Baku: What in the hell?
Lil Broomstick: Looks hard, right bro?
Baku: Hell tf no
Lil Broomstick: Don't hate cuz I got a fade and you don't
Baku: The only thing that needs to fade is you, from existence.
Lil Broomstick: Quit hatin
Baku: You look like a damn roly-poly. Why did you even get that shit?
Lil Broomstick: I'm trying to get back on the come up man, I'm auramaxxing
Baku: Auramaxxing? You need to be jobmaxxing
Lil Broomstick: I won't need a job if I blow up again bruh
Baku: I just checked your Spotify. That shit said 3 monthly listeners
Lil Broomstick: Those are my Day 1s they're gonna get to say they were there before I blew up
Baku: You live in delusion
Lil Broomstick: I'm gonna be back to winning Grammys and making millions and you gonna be hurtin when I don't let you in the crib
Baku: The only crib I see in your future is a cardboard box.
Lil Broomstick: That ain't nice
Baku: I hope you do come back up tho
Lil Broomstick: Really? I appreciate that homie
Baku: If that's what it takes to get you out my damn house and stop asking for money
Lil Broomstick: Ayo speaking of which I'm kinda hungry. Can you spot me bro?
Baku: You green meatball
Lil Broomstick: Cmon man I'm starving
Baku: Fine I gotta eat too anyways
With that, the two left their dorm room and headed down the hall in the direction of the academy's cafeteria. Though, on the way there, they bumped into three people they hadn't seen before, dressed in uniform, although not the standard Beacon Acadmemy uniforms.
Not that Baku nor Lil Broomstick cared or even seemed to notice.
Baku: Bitches need to watch where they're walking
The three individuals were distinct in appearance from one another, especially with their hair. One's was mint green and rather straight, the other at her side-- the only male of the three-- had slicked-back grey hair, and the last who stood at the forefront had long-flpwing black hair.
Black-hair: Sorry about that. We're coming from Haven Academy--
Baku: Dawg I do not care
The three exchanged glances before the black haired woman spoke up again.
Black-hair: Well, we're here for the Vytal Festival--
Lil Broomstick: Vytal Festival? Tf is that?
Baku: What bitchass country are y'all from where you drop this much exposition on a stranger??
The black haired woman narrowed her eyes, looking between her two companions before they settled back on the primary bullshitter.
Black-hair:...Okay, obviously we got off on the wrong foot.
Baku: I don't got feet homie, I'm a still image
Blinking, not quite sure how to process this interaction (which was fair, all things considered), the black-haired woman again exchanged another look with the other two behind her, the male shrugging before crossing his arms.
Black-hair:...Alright, well, see you around, I suppose.
Baku: Yeah yeah whatever Imma go get something to eat
And that drew an end to the short but certainly memorable-- at least for the three Haven Academy students-- interaction between the two parties as they went their separate ways.
Baku: Can't stand all these ominous mfs
Meanwhile, back with the three newcomers.
Green-hair: That guy was kind of a prick, huh, Cinder?
Cinder: Hm, we'll just make sure he ends up regretting that, now won't we...?
