Linda is such an ass

Things go to shit

BD was staring at the man who had just kicked down the door with a mixture of gratitude and annoyance. She was grateful that he had shown up, but annoyed at the fact she would now be forced to fix that door. Gratitude winning out, she decided not to berate him at the moment and deal with the problem at hand. Turning back to face the both angry and terrified group of pta moms, she mentally prepared for the backlash. Noticing that Linda was still standing there with her mouth agape, she quickly signaled for the group standing in the doorway to hurry up and get inside. Taking in the group she realized that there were a few more people than she remembered texting, but no one she wouldn't trust to behave around nearly 28 potentially taxing humans and one racist Linda. Around ten people had shown up, only one of them human. She made a mental checklist as they walked in, first there was Black Hat, who she had been the one to break the door down. Then of course there was Dr. Flug who was never far behind, followed by a rather tall faceless individual holding up a whiteboard with Elsa on it she had gotten him as a gag and never expected him to actually use, followed by a short skeleton in a blue hoodie that Gaster was absolutely thrilled to see, and trailing behind was a fire elemental who hadn't had the chance to change out of his bar attire and a thin, lanky gem who BD hadn't texted due to the fact she had yet to buy her pearl a phone. Figuring she had seen the rest leave and decided to tag along she left that train of thought and turned back to Linda, who seemed to be shaking off the initial surprise. Everyone took their seats except for Black Hat, who was still standing angrily by the door frame.
"Dude, you're supposed to sit down."
"DON'T YOU 'DUDE' ME I LITERALLY HAD TO BREAK THE DOOR DOWN TO GET IN""I can tell that this is going to take a long time to work out, so how about instead I just pay you. How much will it cost for you to just sit down for like an hour?""My rates are too high.""True, true. How about I supply your labs with whatever shit you need for the next...two weeks?" With this Black Hat went from a very angry patron to a cool headed businessman. "Two months.""A month.""A month and two weeks.""Deal go sit down" Having finished that small transaction he went and sat in the vacant seat next to Flug.
BD decided that it would be better to fix the door now rather than later, and began the slow journey to the front of the classroom. Passing by the soccer moms who all seemed to shrink back at her approach she worked her way between the rows of chairs while wondering why the hell they hadn't made an aisle. As she tried to avoid knocking anyone over she heard Linda sputter as though her brain had finally processed the current situation. BD groaned inwardly as the chorus of "I can't believe this" and "How dare she" began to pick up. Finally clearing the completely unnecessary obstacle she reached the broken door, as well as Linda herself(the not so final boss omg). Ignoring the very loud bitching for now, she picked up the door and attempted to make her way back. Unfortunately she was stopped almost immediately by a loud and visibly shaking woman who was surprisingly quick on those heels. Staring down at the woman who was shouting in what seemed to be a conglomeration of curses and bullshit she attempted to step around Linda, only to be met with the fact that Linda wasn't about to give up so easily. Trying to figure out what she was saying seemed pointless, so she decided to just start a completely different conversation.
"So...how are your kids doing?" It was like she had flipped a switch and she watched hopeful as Linda instantly went from let me see your manager to MY CHILDREN ARE BEST CHILDREN. While Linda began rattling off about what geniuses her children were BD quietly slipped around her and proceeded to book it back to the doorway. By the time Linda realized what was happening BD was halfway across the sea of soccer moms, kicking chairs to the side in a mad panic to reach the other side and avoid Linda's nasally whine. Giving up on the whole situation she just jumped over the remaining few rows, questioning the absurd amount of chairs before landing a few feet away from the door frame. She turned to view Linda's progress and did a double take as she watched the veritable ocean of chairs part in front of her like she was a short middle aged female version of Moses crossing a far more racist red sea. Giving up on life, she stared Linda down as she power walked towards her.
"I can't believe you! Wrecking school property like this, knocking over chairs, I think you even injured Sharon!""No I'm good-""Sharon shut up you're injured. I have half a mind to kick you and your motley freak show out, obviously this school doesn't need whatever little heathens you'll bring in-" Linda was suddenly cut off by the sound of screeching metal and the crunch of crushed wood. BD had unknowingly begun slowly crushing the door in her hands, all while staring Linda down like a feral tiger. Realizing this and mentally cursing herself out, she dropped the now fractured door and stared at her now splinter covered hands.
"Alright let me make something clear,"BD hissed under her breath, desperately trying to reign in her very sudden maternal anger,"insult the children I help care for, and I will make certain you end up worse off than this door. Of course, it'd be pretty damn hard to make you look worse considering you already do." In the background she heard a chorus of oooohs from her group, as well as Brenda, which made her happy."Are...are you threatening me?""Well, yes, that is the idea. Now how about we make a deal. If I can fix this door, you'll shut up and we can get on with this shit, k?" With a mixture of smugness and disdain, Linda looked BD directly in the eyes and replied. "Fine, but if you can't fix that door you and your little circus act will have to leave and never come back.""Cliche, but deal."
Watching with the kind of confidence only a soccer mom could muster, Linda stood back and watched as BD kicked what was left of the door towards the door frame. Then after assessing the situation for a moment, she began to pull the splinters out of her hands and dropping them onto the pile. Black blood trickled down from the shallow gouges left by the wooden pieces and fell in small droplets onto the floor. BD clasped her hands and rubbed them together, smearing the black goop onto her gloves and smudging the thick layer of peach colored paint that coated both of her hands exposing the dark grey skin beneath. Done with this task, she began rubbing her hands together, gaining speed until they were a blur and the friction resulted in a thin trail of smoke curling upward in thin dark rings. Instead of continuing upwards the smoke began collecting in a thick bubble around her still moving hands before suddenly bursting into dark flames that lapped at the cuffs of her coat before retreating to her fingertips and then journeying down once again. Seeming satisfied with the black fire now collecting in her palms she began coaxing it into a ball as the room watched with bated breath. Humming while she worked, she spread the flames methodically over the remains of the door before flicking her wrist and sending a good portion of sparks towards the door frame. Wherever the flames touched they spread until they covered the desired area. Done with that, BD began making a clockwise motion with her pointer finger, humming a tune that was foreign but rather catchy while tapping along to the beat with her other hand. After a few moments the pile of splinters and twisted metal began to merge, slowly taking the form of a door once again. The door frame straightened out to re accommodate the now perfectly fine door as it rose up and flew back onto its hinges. Satisfied, BD dusted her hands off and turned to the dumbstruck blonde.
"Shall we continue, Linda?" For once she was met with silence. Happy with the results, she went against her impulses and didn't push it, opting instead to sit back down in her seat. Maybe this would turn out better than she had expected.