Who run the world? The Pope.

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Description: some girl time and the title will be explained

Word count: 513

"What's the point of cross country?" Ruffnut asks as she taps at her phone.

"Physical torture to children." Heather replies, walking behind me as she tries to choose a song to play on my speaker.

"Come on guys it's not that bad. Get the blood pumping." I start to jog. Heather yelps and starts using Ruff's shadow.

"Yeah no. I'm a sprinter and Heather's a swimmer, we don't do cross country unlike you."

"Wow." I roll my eyes and let them catch up.

A little to the left to us, Martín Steni starts playing The Last of the Real Ones by Fall Out Boy. Heather groans.

"That fucking asshole. I can't believe I dated him." Heather growls.

"He thinks he's so cool playing Fall Out Boy. He does realise that they have other songs." I say giving him the side eye.

"I heard him play Immortals once and he started singing it. Terrible worse than Tuff."

We all laugh at that.

"Let's drown him out with this." Heather taps her phone and the speaker makes a small noise signalling it's working.

The first few notes of the Voltron theme song starts playing.

"Not that one." She hurries pauses it as Ruff laughs.

"Put sincerely me on." I suggest.

"Oh god no. People already think I'm weird." Ruff says.

"Dirty Little Secret anyone?" Heather smirks.

"Yes I love that song!"

The speaker starts thumping in my hand. It drowns out Martín's music. He looks over at us in a fuming rage.

"I'LL KEEP YOU MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET! DIRTY LITTLE SECRET! DON'T TELL ANYONE, OR YOU'LL BE JUST ANOTHER REGRET! JUST ANOTHER REGRET, HOPE YOU CAN KEEP IT! MY DIRT LITTLE SECRET!" We scream the lyrics.

Heather starts to dance awkwardly as Ruff plays air guitar. Oh god why did I agree to this? We walk over a small bridge that has a small running river under it. Being stupid I grab onto the railing and pretend to volt over it.

"Astrid Hofferson, do that again and I kill you." Ruff threatens.

I laugh and Heather rolls her eyes.

"Why did the school choose the most hottest day to do this?" Heather wipes the sweat off her fore head, her black hair attracting more heat.

"Cause the teachers are evil. Evil people who find joy in torturing children." I say pretending my hands are claws.

"That's a great thing to say Astrid." My maths teacher Mr Peabody comes up behind me. (My math teacher reminds me of him so)

"Busted." Heather laughs.

"Sorry sir. Except you of course." I smile sheepishly.

"Bullshit." Ruffnut coughs. I aim a backwards kick and miss of course.

"Ah no it's true for me as well. Now I have some other children to torture as you put it ever so nicely." He walks off.

"What song do you guys want on now?" Heather asks as the song fades and starts playing check yes Juliet.

"Who run the world?"

"The Pope."

We both turn to look at the twin girl.

"I don't know where that came from. So don't ask."

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I'm bored and this is what I came up with
I AM PUMPED FOR AVENGERS INFINITY WAR
My sister is so sick of me rambling about it
My fandom rambling ranged from Harry Potter to voltron to marvel and she's ready to kill
~ladydragon 

Hi Scorpius. I mean, I'm Scorpius. You're Albus. I'm Scorpius~ Scorpius Malfoy (I love him yet hate the cursed child)

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