Random DHMIS fanfics

The teachers.

((For this first one, i'm using a school AU that my partner made. I really hope you enjoy! this is also in Joseph Pelling's point of view. if you don't know who that is, he's one of the creators of Don't Hug Me, I'm scared, along with Becky Sloan.))

Complain, Complain, Complain. that's all these stupid objects did.

"I want to be free!"

"I hate you."

"Why?"

"You're a MONSTER!!!"

Those where only some of the things these horrid demons would say. now i know that they don't sound all that bad, but hear me out, they did some really bad things, that you don't want to know about.

it all started out when me and Becky wanted to make some... improved types of teachers. you know, the kind that knew everything about their subject. i know, that isn't real, but me and Becky were going to make it happen.

We knew that we couldn't do this with any human. it just wasn't possible. We decided to try and make.. well, artificial life.

We gathered a few objects, and one living creature. A notepad, a clock, a butterfly contained in a jar, a globe, a computer, and some others too.

We started working. I'm not going to tell you how we did it. i don't want this to happen again.

once they were made, they weren't objects anymore. they were.. all humanized and weird.

the notepad had a snow white face and black eyes. she had multi-colored hair. the rest of her body was inky black. she wore a white dress with many patterns near the bottom, and black high heels.

The clock had black hair, with blonde highlights in his hair. he had red eyes, and blue skin, with red arrows going across the bridge of his nose. He had a black robe.. type thing... and had a yellow sash with red lines on it. He also had a yellow bow tie with red stripes.

The butterfly had light blue skin, a yellow nose, pink eyes, yellow freckles and black hair. he had antenna's, and yellow wings with designs with kind of a heart theme going on.

The computer had blue hair and a very very faint blue glow to his skin. he had glasses and a checkered shirt. i'm not going to go into much detail.

The globe had brown hair with some streaks of white, blue and green here and there. he wore a brown coat, and brown pants. he also had a tie that had the patterns of a globe on it. One of his eyes were green, and one was blue.

The others? I'm not going to go into detail about them. those four were the worst in my opinion. I'll just.. say what they were.

A can of spinach, a steak, a loaf of bread, and a fridge. that's all i'm saying about them.

Any who, when they were made, they looked, relatively afraid. they were backed up to the wall, and quivering. this wasn't much of a surprise, as they had never seen the world before, but we really shouldn't have approached them.

I glanced at Becky and she nodded. she walked over to them, to try and talk to them, but the moment she did, the computer electrocuted her.

She was badly hurt, and i didn't know what to do, but i knew these.. things.. they had to be punished.

if they freaked out when you got near them, then they obviously not fit for society. Me ad Becky took them, to an old abandoned building, which once was a school.

It looked pretty boring from on the outside, what with dull grey colors and even a black fence around the school, but on the inside, it looked decent enough to live there.

There were dorms, so that was also a plus.

We were planning to keep them contained there, with no possible contact with people for as long as we could, but something happened.

The government started to get suspicious of us, what we were doing, since we were in there, but nothing was really happening.

We were FORCED to make it into a school, or they would have the building torn down.

We had no choice, so we did it.

Now, we have kids coming into the schools, and staying there to learn, though i don't think these stupid objects are doing a good job.

We had given them pills, so that they would look relatively normal. Anyone who had abnormal skin, like blue, that would change to a normal color that people were used to seeing.

Though, when these objects would loose there temper, (Which happened alot because these teachers didnt tolerate much) The pills would stop working, and everything would go back to how it once was.

These pills would also happen to tone down their "powers" as we had found out they had, so long story short, whenever these pills would stop working, the clocks classroom, or as we named him, Tony, His classroom would usually rot.

when this happened, the kids would usually freak out when this happened, so we would have to come in and assure the kids that everything was alright, and then they would have to calm him down. (Becky was usually the one to do this, as she was very merciful to these objects.) Once he was calmed down, the rot would go away.
Anywho, back to the punishment.
I wasn't going to punish all of them, only the computer. He WAS the one that hurt becky, after all, though I was going to let it be known to these objects about what would happen if they decided to step out of line.
I had gathered them all up in a room. I had a long stick like thing with me. I was holding the handle so i wouldn't get shocked.
You see, the other end of the device would electrocute anything it touched. This would get back at the computer for what he did, i was sure of it. He was going to get a taste of his own medicine.
"Now everyone." I started, once they were all in the room, looking fearful. "Im sure you all know what Colin did."
The computer, whom we had named Colin, instantly looked up.
"I-I'm sorry!!! I didn't mean it!!!" Colin protested, probably trying to get off scott free. I wasn't going to let that happen.
I just ignored his pleas, and smacked him with the stick. As soon as it hit him, he was electrocuted, and he cried out in pain.
Becky was around too. She was watching. She looked absolutely pained to see this happen. I never understood it. Why did she care so much about them? They hurt her. She looked like she wanted to say something, protest against what i was doing, but she looked too scared to say anything.
"This is what happens when any of you step out of line." I said, smacking colin with the stick again.
Colin had started crying very light blue glowey tears.
I kept hitting him, and colin was trying to keep standing up, yet eventually he passed out.
Thats when Becky said something.
"J-Joe.. Please stop!! This isn't like you.. This isn't the joe i know and love!" She said. I looked at her and frowned.
She was crying.
I looked back down to Colin and huffed. I decided to stop, so Becky would feel better.
I just stormed out of the room, while Gilbert, the Globe instantly went to pick Colin up and ran off with him to safety.
We never allowed any of them outside. That was too risky. I thought if they got even a whiff of freedom, they would try to escape, and that wouldn't be good at all. Not for me, at least.
I know, i seem all horrible for  all these things, but i honestly thought i was doing good for the world. In a way, i kinda was. By keeping these things in here, i was keeping everyone out of danger. Protecting people from me and Becky's monstrous creations.
This kept going on for years. We kept them there, kids came to learn, things were going okay, for the most part.
Kids kept coming, the teachers kept teaching, they'd slip up, punished. Just like that.
Becky never said anything about all of this, but i could tell she was bothered. She hated what i was doing, and she let it be known. She even threatened to hit me once, though she never did.
"You see, Becky.. This is what i love about you. You'd never hurt a single fly, and you're so merciful.. But you need to understand. People change, and not everyone is as merciful as you." I had said to her.
She cried for a long time after that.
She was never happy with me after this. Though, i knew she still liked me. She wouldn't have stayed if she didn't. She wouldn't have stopped herself from hitting me if she didn't. She wouldn't have called me her best friend on numerous occasions here if she didn't.
No, she doesn't like this, but I'm not stopping.
Im never stopping.
Im doing a good thing.
Im helping the world.
I'm Joe Pelling, and I'm never letting them go.