Linda is such an ass

Reinforcements

Standing in the wreckage of the classroom, Gaster couldn't believe how quickly things had gone south. The formerly tidy classroom had transformed into a war zone, torn bits of paper were littered everywhere, covering the floor as well as the overturned chairs surrounding the pile of broken and currently burning desks in the center of the room. Sitting down on the only clear space on the floor, he held his head in his hands for a solid five minutes before suddenly standing up, chugging his coffee, and setting out to avoid being linked to what he assumed was a crime. Barely a foot out of the door a dark gray hand grabbed his foot and pulled him back in. Now lying face down on the ground, he tried to put together the events that lead to this.
*Like an hour ago and in a different perspective*
BD was becoming restless. After telling the arschloch woman off, she had expected things to go at least somewhat smoothly. Some part of her knew that wasn't going to happen which is why she even texted the others, but still. She had been listening to Linda droll on for what seemed like hours about how gluten was "poisoning the children" and "needed to be completely banned for the good of everyone". She could understand wanting children to eat well, but after looking gluten up she began to grow confused. Still trying to see things from Linda's perspective in order to avoid another conflict she researched the negatives of gluten. She lost interest very quickly after she ran out of things to look at and decided to try and tune back into the conversation. Now far more knowledgeable, it still made absolutely zero sense. Noticing that the skeleton beside her had more or less fallen asleep with his eye sockets open she jostled him back to reality. Internally laughing at his confusion, she pulled out a deck of uno cards and settled in for the long haul. After winning once and checking on the speech's progress she noted it was nowhere near ending. Groaning at this idiocy she turned to the nearest soccer mom, who looked slightly less soccer momish than the rest.
"Hey wanna play uno?" "I'm sorry what?"the woman turned towards the two with an extremely confused look on her face, seeming to not believe what she just heard. She had short slightly messy brown hair that she had attempted to tie back in a ponytail, and messy bangs that nearly fell in front of her dark blue eyes. She looked about 30 -35, and was short and stocky in nature. Dressed like she had just come from work, she certainly didn't seem very comfortable, but she was still better dressed than BD who had thrown on what Steven had deemed acceptable. She herself had on a slightly too small band t she had borrowed from Greg Universe, as well as modified jeans and her normal boots, which added to the punk rock vibe she had unintentionally put out. Gaster looked like he had just thrown on the first clothes he had grabbed, and he had probably done just that knowing him. He had on a dark blue sweater with various small and barely noticeable stains that looked like coffee, and some jeans that looked like splendy had gotten ahold of them. Meaning that they had enough paint on them that they could pass as an art exhibition, and glitter was almost everywhere. Turning back to the woman, BD noticed she looked tired and bored. "Do you wanna play uno with us? I'll buy Starbucks for whoever wins this round" she figured coffee might help in winning this woman over. She was right. "Oh it is on,"the woman excitedly whispered, her eyes lighting up at the thought of free coffee,"but I've gotta warn you, I'm undefeated." Pulling her chair closer, she introduced herself as Brenda. She had two kids in elementary, Sam and Alex. While they played, BD interrogated Brenda about the pta. She learned that there were three main groups of parents, the elementary parents who had kids in the lower grades. They usually didn't hold much sway and didn't really get to contribute. Brenda was an elementary parent. Then there were the middle school moms and dads. They had more say in what went on. The woman who yelped earlier belonged in that group. Then there were the high school parents. They were near the top of the hierarchy, and about half of Linda's hardcore supporters were in this category. Then there was Linda, who had a child in each category, making her the top dog. She also had a little boy who was to young for school. Linda was a tyrant, who more or less forced what she thought on everyone. The only reason she didn't have complete control was the fact that the teachers shut down a lot of her ideas.
"I win"Brenda said with satisfaction."Guess who owes me Starbucks!" BD smiled at the woman who seemed much happier, shrugging in defeat. "Welp, what can ya do? Hey I think she's getting close to finishing.""I'd give it another half hour, no one in the front has started dozing off yet." Pleased with her new friendship, BD collected the cards, having to pry Gaster's out of his hand on account of the fact that he was out cold. Tucking them back in her pocket she settled in for the long haul, before she heard a knocking at the door. Figuring it was her reinforcements(roll credits), she got up and walked over to the door before Linda abruptly stopped her speech. "And where are you going? Leaving so soon?" The snobbish woman said smugly. "I'm not going anywhere, I'm opening the door-" "I'm afraid I can't let you do that, no opening the door until the meeting ends." "Well that's stupid, I'm gonna let them in.""No, that's not allowed, I can't let you do that." Meanwhile,the knocking was growing louder by the second. With a final few knocks, the noises stopped. Facepalming, BD waited for the inevitable shouting to begin. Instead of that the door flew off its hinges and shattered against the far wall. Standing in the door frame lowering his fist was a tall man in a black top hat and trench coat. He had dark gray skin and pointed teeth, as well as a monocle and furious expression. "WHO THE FUCK LOCKS THE DOOR TO A PTA MEETING""This is why I wanted to open the door. So this wouldn't happen. This is on you Linda."