Extra Edition: Ervy and the Jacket (In Which Ervy gains a companion)

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"Remember, class. For our next lesson, you would bring a copy of A Midsummer Night's Dream for our Literature class. Well then, see you tomorrow."

Muffled cheers and sighs of relief could be heard, as the horde of seniors flocked to the door right after the last word escaped the female teacher's lips.

Ms. Ediah Ckaster could do nothing but sigh at her students. She can tell that not one of them listened, much less cared about whatever went past her lips the past hour.

"Teenagers these days, they only come to school to socialize and flirt. They can be so infuriating! Sometimes, I wonder why in the world did I even choose this profession, of all jobs." She irately muttered to herself.

She was casually putting her things away in her her book bag when faint squeals and giggles caught her attention.

Ms. Ediah looked up to see Julie and Ervy at the back of the classroom, Julie's cheek pressed up against the face of an annoyed Ervy.

"Kids! No PDA in the classroom!" She shouted.

"Alright alright! Bye Miss Chester!" Julie crooned, as she dragged Ervy by the collar of his shirt.

"It's Ckaster, not Chester, you dumb duck." Ms. Ediah muttered to herself.

~*~

"Bye Ervy! See you later! Mwah!" Julie blew a kiss on Ervy's direction before she disappeared down the corner of the street whilst Ervy mustered up a forced smile in response.

Once she was gone, he dropped his sweet façade and sighed inwardly. McKenna Julie Bhiex, his classmate, has been getting on his nerves for the past few days. She kept bothering him with her petty little stories and questions. She liked to brag to her friends that she's Ervy's "most treasured and beloved other half", when in truth, she's nowhere near being that. In truth, she does nothing but irritate him to the maximum level like a persistent mosquito hovering and hoping to get a sip of blood. Oh, how he wanted nothing more than to crush that little pest with his own hands.

It can't help but bother Ervy. Of all guys, why on Earth did she have to like him? It's not as if he was the most good-looking guy out there. It's not like he's the smartest, either, or even the kindest. Nope, he was just plain old Ervy. Oh wait, scratch that. He was just wind fairy Ervy, which, by the way, she does not and will never need to know about. Ervy was pretty sure that his precious reputation (if he had any rep left anyways) would get tarnished if somebody discovers his association with a certain fairy otherwise known as Mr. Kayaba Akihiko.

Ervy entered his bedroom and sullenly sat on his bed. He would have to think of a way to get rid of Julie, before she finds out anything.

So, he continued to sit there, plotting out different schemes and evil plans in that brain of his. Should he pull a mean prank on her to make her stay away? Nah, she'll probably just come back after that. Should he spread nasty rumors? Nah, he was never a good liar anyways. Should he use his wind power and- Heck no, somebody's bound to discover about that!

Or should he find himself a Dominator and shoot her with it? He was pretty sure that her PsychoPass reading would be high, anyways. Maybe then he could use the Lethal Exterminator on her. But then his jacket would be stained with blood. o.o

'Wait what. What the heck am I thinking?'

Ervy firmly shook his head in order to get rid of those thoughts. Yep, the animes he's been watching were messing with his brain. (Or maybe they're messing with mine. :O)

"A penny for your thoughts?"

Ervy tried to muffle his scream as Mr. Kayaba suddenly popped out of nowhere, dangling upside down, his right ankle bound with fuzzy rope tied to the ceiling. What's worse, he was right in front of his face.

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