Dome of the Rath | ORIGINAL EPIC SEXY SCHOOL FANFICTION

Dome of the Rath PART 1

Fanfic Chapter 1 - The Beginning

It all started on a dark, misty, delicious, delightful, delectable, delivering, elegant, formal, beautiful, crisp night. Meat was being beat at the local subway venues around the globe. Scotty, Lord of the Realm of the Little Hairy Boys, was listening to Donald Trump's Inauguration speech while reading the Boys High School Rules. Rathdome was in his palace in the sewer. Berty was at the park with binoculars watching little kids. Stapleton was hacking the U.S Military's Nuclear Missile System to sell it on E-Bay. Scotty finished reading the school rules and felt lonely and suddenly started to cry. All Scotty was thinking about was Rathdome's soft, sweaty dome. Rathdome was at home and he reached for his fettuccine sub with extra mayonnaise, but as he was about to reach his beautiful hand over to the sandwich, a blinding light shone from his great glistening chrome-dome. From the mount of his amazingly bright head stepped a shimmering holographic version of himself, "Greetings" said the stunningly sexy man before him, "It is time Wayne" it continued, and Rathdome knew exactly what this meant. As sweat dripped from his dome, the holographic Rathdome disappeared, and the palace throne room was as dark as the night sky once again. Berthold was enjoying himself, not only was he getting a great view of the beautiful, plump, juicy, delicious little 5-year-olds on the playground, but he had a great big glass of prune juice to keep him comfortable up in the tall oak he was perched in at the park. He was just unzipping his trousers to masturbate when a voice sounded from his binoculars, "Berty, the time has finally come my friend" Berty gasped and almost fell out of the tree as he zipped up his filthy pants and kept listening. "Come to my abode, I need you," the voice said, and the lonely principle's eyes widened as he realized this was the moment the gang had been waiting for all their lives. The binoculars fell silent again as Berty climbed down with the grace of a panther so as to not alert the beautiful children to his presence as he descended, and set off. Scotty, Lord of the Hairy Men stood at the Boys High podium, he had positioned in his bathroom, he was rehearsing the biggest and longest speech of the Boys High calendar, even though the school had been closed for years now, he could not yet let go of the past. It used to be an honor to bore 12-year-old boys out of their minds for 3 hours straight once a year. Scotty was calling his friend Rathdome the Bright not with the dome message this time, but with the telephone, Rathdome ran swiftly toward the phone busting the small table it was resting on as he picked it up. His glorious, bright, sweating dome began to pulsate so much you could see the veins pulsing through his beautiful glowing cranium. "Rathdome," said Scotty, "That's Lord Rathdome to you!" roared Lord Rathdome. "Yes yes, I am sorry Lord Rathdome," Scotty apologized, "but I called to warn you, for he is returning." Suddenly Rathdome's pupils dilated, and he realized exactly suddenly what he meant, "I see," he said solemnly "We must call the Secret Order of the Hairy Men". "Yes, I've already rung Berty, I'll see you two shortly" Scotty replied. As he hung up the phone, Scotty heard a knock at his door and he went to answer it. "You came!" Scotty blushed at the sight of his dearest friend, "Yes Scotty it is I, Lord and former Principal Berthold." Berty was holding flowers and wearing the flower shirt Scotty bought for him for one of his birthdays, long ago. They embraced, and Scotty's snake-like tongue began exploring Berty's soft juicy- Pumpkin Pie, BECAUSE SORRY SIR THIS IS A CHRISTIAN FANFICTION. Berty said "I baked it just for you" as he smiled wearily. Another sharp knock came from Scotty's back door this time, he ran to open it as quickly as he ran to work at Nike on a Sunday morning. It was John Stapleton himself, "John! how did you know we were getting the order back together again?" Stapleton sighed loudly, "I hack military drones Bruce, I see EVERYTHING." "Oh, I say" Scotty muttered as he hugged Stapleton and suddenly a massive CRACK rang out across the yard as Rathdome drove his 1930's Bentley through the fence surrounding Scotty's backyard. Rathdome leaned out the open window and said, "I have arrived", as he opened the door, a pile of meatball subs fell out onto the grass. Stapleton ran over and tried to grab a sub but Rathdome roared "NO!" and slapped Stapleton hard on the cheek before giving him an old Boys High code of conduct. Stapleton started to cry, and his old wrinkly face was sore and red as he ran back over. Scotty softly whispered to him "you deserved it, my son". Suddenly the ground began to shake, and storm clouds arose above them. "Oh No" Berty said, "it has begun, he is here", the moon shone through the thick clouds like a small child pressed up against the glass of an aquarium exhibit. A black car descended from the clouds like an angel and landed in the backyard smashing apart Scotty's tin tool shed and pulling up in front of them whilst a light rain began to fall. Dogs began barking and the wind picked up and the order stood there as the door slowly began to open. A short stubby leg came out, and a black silk cape hung around it. As the door opened wider a lightning strike lit up the night sky and the rain began to intensify, a dark figure came out, he was wearing a hood and had a scythe. He walked straight to Berty, put his hand out and said in a gruff voice "shake my hand", Berty cowered in fear as the dark figure stood before him and the pouring rain drenched his flower shirt. He slowly reached out and grabbed his hand, before gently moving it up and down slowly. The figure slowly removed his hood to reveal his face, the teachers all went to their knees in respect as they were in the very presence of a god. "Get out of your sandpit men!" said The Lord and Savior Mr. Black as another bolt of lightning lit up the sky. Rathdome's dome began to grow dimmer and his subways were all soggy. "SHAKE MY HAND LIKE A MAN!" he roared "Black-"whimpered Scotty "SILENCE BRUCE!" "So, this is my replacement? I would say I'm insulted but really that's a grave understatement. "I walked the grounds of Hairy Men's for millennia, I kept it safe during the war, and this is how they repay me?" "Please, Black" Scotty whimpered "just come inside, we'll fix you some tea-", "ENOUGH!" Black whistled louder than a steaming train and Scotty returned to his knees quickly. "I will indulge in this beverage, and you will explain everything Bruce", Black turned to Berty, his long cape flapping in the wind, "I will deal with you later." With that, Black marched towards the house and kicked down the door with prejudice, " really Mr. God Black-" "DO NOT SAY MY NAME BRUCE!" Black marched straight into the house and the others followed him closely, Berty bowed his head as he opened the door for the living god standing before him and followed the others into the room after them. "WHERE IS MY THRONE BRUCE?!" Black bellowed as he stood in the center of the room, "I BORED TO DEATH HUNDREDS WHILST SITTING IN THAT THRONE!!" he sharply turned to Scotty as the room quietened and the rain outside came to a stop abruptly. "Where is it?" Black muttered, giving Scotty a stare that could kill a unicorn instantly, "I-I-um..." Scotty stuttered as the others closed around him condescendingly, "I sold it, my lord. I'm sorry." Scotty lowered his head in shame and walked out of the room. As he walked out he could hear Stapleton and Berty explaining what happened to the school after the incident. He sighed and sat on his racecar bed (sponsored by Nike), and slowly looked around his dark small bedroom. He had run, he had run and not looked back, him and Black used to be best friends, maybe even more than that..., until he had run away. "This mentality" Scotty thought, "this is why it happened in the beginning." Someone entered the room, it was sexy Stapleton himself, "it's okay Bruce, we all know it wasn't you, you were just following orders," Scotty's eye twitched and a small tear rolled softly down his cheek as Stapleton walked over to his bed. They began to make apple pie, with a fiery passion that could only be described as remorseful, Scotty reached for Stapleton's sugar to sweeten the pastry, but Stapleton moved his hand away gently, "not here" he whispered with a wisdom unique to only him. Scotty smiled and they both sat there and watched the stars out of Scotty's window. Meanwhile, Rathdome was munching on his 400-inch limited edition sub in the living room that had gotten delivered to the house when he arrived. Black slowly walked towards Rathdome. "RATHDOME!" he roared in his loud but soothing voice, "Not everyone is as perfect as me," Rathdome said, "and unlike some people, I have something you don't" Black narrowed his eyes as he moved closer, but not too close. "Thousands and thousands of codes from the school of hairy little boys?" Black enquired, "Perhaps," said Rathdome. "Do you remember the She-Witch Black?" Rathdome asked, "We don't say her name here Rathdome, this is a safe place, I did terrible things to keep that school safe for many years" a longing look pasted onto his face as he remembered. "We all did what we had to during the war Black," Rathdome put a hand on his shoulder, "Silence Rathdome!" Rathdome stepped away, turned toward the window, and closed his eyes. "I am sorry old friend, but tomorrow, some difficult choices will have to be made." A brilliant bright lightning bolt outside lit up the room, and Rathdome was gone, he had disappeared completely. Black slowly walked toward the window and uttered the words "I'm sorry, old friend."

END OF CHAPTER ONE