William to the right for no apparent reason ~<3 he so cute! Like a mini Ruberman Rodriguez! Jus' look at that cheeky bastar'! Adoo! Adoodoo-
What's wrong with me...
Matthews and William were walking down the hallway, heading towards the big dining room for lunch. Matt looked amused at his friend, who was fumbling with his scarf since his hands were awkward without a book to hold.
Will looked back, head rising less than it used to, since the boy proved to be growing quite fast, almost managing to reach Matthews's shoulder now at his 10 years, and Matt's 12.
But the growth in age wasn't as pleasant for everyone, much less for Veronique. Most boys had reached that rude age in which they would try and bully for dominance, and poor Veronique was one of the easiest targets, the stockings on his slender legs always getting unwanted attention.
And that day proved to be no different, so it seemed.
"Matthews..." William warned, tugging his friend's sleeve upon entering the cafeteria and looking ahead uneasily. After following his gaze, Matt's expression hardened along with his fists.
They entered just in time to see Dimitri -a 14 years old boy with spiky brunette hair, his strands only staying up thanks to the coat of filth- pull at Veronique's stocking strap roughly before letting go of it, the material whipping at his skin with a loud slap. Another boy was holding his arms behind his back, so there wasn't much he could do but wriggle and scowl as he tried to keep tears back.
Matthews took long strides towards the four bullies and stopped next to Dimitri, patting his shoulder as to get his attention. The boy turned to look at him, both of them the same height despite the two years difference in age.
"Oh, would you look at that. Since you came to save the fairy, that must make you the drunken leprechaun." he remarked, his friends snorting like pigs at his attempt of an insult.
"I can't help but wonder how you managed to pass the IQ test, you know." Matt monotonously said, crossing his arms as another bully, Jonathan, butted in.
"Well at least we passed it, unlike this bullock who only got in because his parents bribed Bogeyman to take his sorry ass in."
"Yeah, bet they would have payed anything to get rid of him." Dimitri continued.
"You don't know shit!" Veronique spat, raising his legs to try and kick at the boy, but only managed to get himself dropped on the floor on his butt.
As soon as he did, he gasped loudly and froze in his position, eyes tearing up. Matthews was taken aback by that, seeing as the last time he knew Veronique to have been spanked was a week ago. But then again, he didn't catch glimpse of him yesterday evening, and the current pain in his expression was telling enough.
"D'aw, what's wrong, Veronica? Did Bogeyman spank you again?" Dimitri cooed, leaning lower and proping himself on his knees. "What did you do this time?"
"Didn't swallow?"
Matthews gripped at the boys collar and pulled him up to look him straight in the eyes with a glare as cold and menacing as a 12 years old could muster.
"Listen here, I could punch your guys' faces in and then let Grimerson finish it by whipping your sorry asses for making a scene, but that would get me in trouble as well. So how about you just back off before I kick y'all so bad you'll shit out of your mouths?"
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Variegated (boyxboy)
Teen Fiction{{completed}} Variegated is just the word to describe Matthews and his friends' situation in the Airship Orphanage. From the bright, warm colors of the rainbow all the way to the darkest shades of black alternate their lives.