𝗕𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗼 Shorts

ღ BSK - Sp x OC - 2

I hurried out of the room and down the corridor, feeling slightly lighter on my feet than usual.

If they've messed with the gravity again, the detentions will never end, I thought to myself.

I arrived at the mess hall and the doors swished open. I was met with the sound of the most almighty burp I had ever heard.

"Yes! Fatty wins!" Danny exclaimed.

"Guys..." I said from the doorway.

Spotty cut me off. "That must be the winner!" He said enthusiastically, clapping.

I frowned. I tried again. "We have a mission-"

"-To outburp Fatty!" Spotty finished off for me.

"Wait! I haven't done mine yet!" Toots cried. "Okay, lots of air..." she thumped her fist against her chest and let out a huge burp - but it was nothing compared to Fatty's earlier.

"What's going on?" The intercom fizzled with Teacher's voice.

Toots made eye contact with me, slightly panicked.

Alien languages, I mouthed.

She nodded in understanding. "Just practicing my alien languages, sir!" She called up to the microphone.

"Oh, very well. Now, has Marie spoken to you yet?"

"No, she's just standing there!" Spotty said impetuously.

I scowled at him. "Hey! I tried! You interrupted me!"

He raised an eyebrow, looking down at me. "Oh, so it's my fault now..."

It was so annoying how tall he'd grown in the last couple of years. No longer did I tower over him - now he towered over me by a head, and he always made sure to use it to his full advantage.

"Shut up, Spotty," I huffed.

He smirked. "Make me."

Toots pulled me away from my face-off by asking me a question. "What does Teach want?"

"We have a mission. Debriefing in the briefing room."

Spotty snorted. "Where else would it be?"

Sidney shoulder-checked Spotty as he walked past. "Let's go." He got to the door, then paused, glancing back. "Wait... where is the briefing room?"

I bit my cheek to suppress a smile and pointed. "That way."

Spotty strode out in front. "Follow me!" He called, and promptly walked straight past the door that was clearly labelled: BRIEFING ROOM.

"You've gone past it, dummy," Plug said, catching Spotty's collar.

Spotty span around and scowled. "Who are you calling-"

Toots, who had the capacity to carry out what I could never do, pushed them both in their backs, causing them to stumble through the door. "Get in there, you blockheads!"

"Thanks, Toots," I said gratefully, sitting down beside her. It was a job to see where I was, the room was so dark.

"Anytime."

"Now. Are we all ready?" Teacher asked from somewhere to my right.

"Why is it so dark?" Fatty wondered aloud.

"Computer! Activate hologram!"

At Teacher's command the table in front of us lit up, and the image of a hideous green monster hovered in the centre. It had short legs and long arms, and a thick, bog-green fur covered everything except the three eyes clustered in its forehead, its big red nose, and the sizeable ivory horn that curved out of its head like a rhinoceros.