SCADFiction Fanfiction Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Narrator: According to all known laws dictated by SCAD, there is no way a student should be able to pass. Their grades are too poor to get their thicc little dreams off the ground. The SCAD student of course, passes anyway. Because SCAD students don't care what SCAD thinks is impossible.

Barry: 4x Yellow black

Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little.

Thanos: Barry, it's time to go to breakfast at the Hive

Barry: Coming!

Narrator: Barry B. Benson is your typical SCAD student. He loves Steven Universe, and has even thought about majoring in animation because of it. His roommate is Thanos, a man from the land of "Fortnite," otherwise known as cancer. Thanos plans on majoring in welding, and minoring in accessory design. These two chucklefucks are suitemates with Scott Pilgrim, and Shadow the Edgehog. Their dorm room is located in the Everest building where they head down with an lyft to the hive for breakfast. Driven by dinkleberg.

Thanos: hello there pickle rick

Narrator: who has met them at the cafe at the hive

Barry: Whatcha got there that your eating?

Pickle rick: Pickles, now swipe your card biiiiiiitch im card swippeerrr Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick

*Morty feeds him an unknown flavor of soft serve ice cream since the signs keep falling off.

Narrator: The four roommates have your typical Hive Cafe breakfast. Watery scrambled eggs, a dry-ass biscuit, a mystery meat sausage patty, and stale bacon. Their favourite. They all receive the black cups that always have a crack at the bottom of them, with some low carbonated coke, then they sit in their typical booth in the hive. As they slurp their eggs through their straws, they begin to shit-talk their most hated classmate, Squidward Tentacles.

Barry: Squidward can suck my left toe.

Thanos: Yeah after what he... did... last week... it was unforgivable...

Narrator: Thanos clutches his black cup, shattering it into a million pieces, but because SCAD doesn't care about cracked cups in the HIve, They will wash and reuse it anyways.

Shadow: That gay ass twink can shove his clarinet straight up his ass.

Narrator: Shadow's early 2000 emo bangs fell over his eyes dramatically to emphasize his point. All Scott could do was nod in agreement and chug his probably expired cunt ass chocolate milk, giving him a stache in the process.

Scott: You wanna know what that octo-shit messaged me on snapchat?

Narrator: In unison the three turned to Scott, dicks quivering with anxiety and intriguement. Barry's buzzer stood out, probs cuz he was turned the fuck on, but whatever.

Scott: That cockmuppet said my art piece made him want to poor bleach in his eyes. As if he had the right to speak, his project looked like the feces of some mormon looking caucasian bitch.

Narrator: Thanos sighed, this conversation was giving him PTSD flashbacks of his last encounter with...Squidward.

Thanos: Listen guys.

Narrator: Thanos breathed nasally, pulling out a joule.

Thanos: I'm just gonna go ahead and start heading to Herstand.

Barry: I'll tag along if you don't mind-

Narrator: Thanos cut off Barry mid sentence, cursing under his breath in annoyance.

Thanos: Barry, just shut the fuck up for once in your life. I'm walking to class "alone"...I need some time to think without you rumpleforeskin cumwads babbling away non stop.

Narrator: Thanos got up, leaving his wet ass eggs on the table as he walked out the door. Shadow rolled his eyes.

Shadow: I swear to fucking god, he has more mood swings than my menopausing mother.

Narrator: Shadow took notice on the tears in Barry's eyes. Maybe it was because of Thanos snapping at him...or maybe it was because of the weed.

Shadow: Don't worry Bee-boy, Thanos will cool down. He doesn't mean what he says...he never does.

Narrator: They all nodded in agreement, except for Barry who looked out the window staring at Thanos walking into the morning sunrise. Did Thanos feel the same way he did?

END OF CHAPTER 1