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I SAT IN THE CAFETERIA, SADNESS SWEEPING OVER ME. The memory of Magnus was lingering in my mind, my best friend gone in the snap of Thanos' fingers. I played with my ramen, too depressed to actually eat it. I noticed someone slide into the seat in front of me, but I didn't care.
"Y'know, imagining Shrek in a bikini is a pretty fat mood." I looked up and felt my jaw drop.
"Jimminy Crickets, you didn't dieded!" I exclaimed, staring in awe at Magnus. "Are you a spoopy ghost?" I ask, slurping up my ramen unattractively. He beamed a smile.
"I told you, I can't be killed. No matter how many e-bitches come at me. And besides, I got the good good." He said in a more hushed tone. I leaned forwards, bringing a few noodles with me.
"What kind of good good are we talking about supreme gucci god?" I ask, eyeing everyone who walked by suspiciously. He slid over a packet of string cheese, a tasty dairy treat.
"Keep that low key, got it?" He whispered, sliping another from his jacket sleeve. I gave a quick nod as I quickly swiped it and started to unwrap it.
"I gotchu bread slice home slice." I nod, taking a big ol' C H O M P of the cheese stick, dairy goodness revitalizing my tastebuds. The male gave me a look, as if to remind me that I'm insane.
"You. Monster." He shivered, visibly disturbed. "Dis-CUSTANG." He did a spitting action, to emphasise his disgust. I shook my head.
"You didn't act this disgusted when we watched Bear Grylls drink his pee pee on that marathon a few days ago." I counter, finishing my cheese stick. He gave a sigh.
"That's because that was pee pee, and not whole stringy cheese. STRINGY CHEESE." He exclaimed, throwing his hands up. I shook my head while continuing to slurp my ramen.
"You not my dad."
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"Are you sure we have to do this?" I ask, eyeing the massive door in front of me. I glanced to my right to see the myth himself nod.
"Of course. We infiltrate furry bases everyday, don't we? It'll be in and out." He explains, giving a circle hand. I hum a sigh.
"Fine, I knock, you speak." I bargain. He whips his head around and shakes it vigorously.
"What? Fuck no. I knock and YOU speak." He counters, crossing his arms. I give a long and audible sigh.
"Fine, but I'll be needing another cheese string." I gave a shit eating grin, my eyebrows wiggling at the male. He gave a sharp gasp.
"Not over my dead body." He replied firmly.
"Goddamnit." I whisper, allowing him to knock. We waited a few seconds until the door was skrtted opened. I smiled at the very sleep deprived teacher as he looked down at us.
"Yo, we're about to steal all your shit." I explain blankly, making Magnus wheeze besides me. The teacher barely shrugged.
"Could you take all the students as well?" He asked, a small smile on his features. I peeked in the room to see everyone watching me. Y'know, like you do when newcomers enter your territory.
"Nah, they're all yours. We're just here to infiltrate, skedaddle skadoodle, and then yeet ourselves out of here." I smirk.
"I'm FuCkInG wEaK." The dying male to my right wheezed, hands on his knees. I walked past Aizawa and strolled to the back of the room, spotting the eye of my appeal.
"Yo, Magnus! Get your ass in here, I found it." I yell, signalling for my co-hert to file for backup. He came in full of giggles as he examined the object with me.
"Oh damn, that's pretty swanky chief." He nodded, clapping his hands together.
"Duh, why do you think we're yoinking it?" I picked up the expensive tea set and held the tray carefully. I carried it gently as I walked towards the door.
"And where are you taking that?" A tired voice asks. I turn back to Aizawa and grin.
"A rat that wears a suit that's more expensive then me." I reply. He gives a lazy nod before holding up a finger.
"Nezu should have a uniform for you, since you're joining the class today." He explains. I give a side glance at Magnus, who gave one to me. I place the tray on a table behind me and held my hands up in a 'stop' gesture.
"Hol' up there fam. What about my man here?" I pointed to Magnus, who just gave an awkward wave. The blackette gave a shrug.
"2B? I don't know." He replies, a little annoyed. I shake my head.
"Nah man, we come as a two for one. It's nerf or nothing." I say firmly, to which Aizawa gives a quizzical look.
"That's because we're two halves of a whole idiot." Magnus smirks, earning laughs and wheezes from various students. The tired and debatably depressed teacher gave a sigh.
"I don't know. Just, get out of my room." He huffed, walking back to the front of his class again. I frowned and I strode out of the classroom with Magnus hot on my trail.
"That wasn't very cash money of him." I muttered, arms crossed. I saw Magnus give a disappointed nod.
"Indeed. I thought he was a real one." Abruptly he stops, an even bigger frown on his face. This also makes me stop.
"What is it private?" I ask, looking at him questionably. He gives a long sigh.
"We forgot the tea, sis."
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I walked normally for once as I made my way to my new 'class'. I didn't want to actually go to this school, I only came here to fuck shit up with Magnus, who was still in class 2B. As I turned the corner, I saw a horde of people standing at 2A's door.
"Already taking L's I see." I mumble. As I walk closer, I notice a black haired brother, that was also patronizing the class. I ran up to him and grasped his shoulder. Everyone looked at me weirdly because for them, I just kind of popped up immediately from my super speed.
"Be shamed Magnus, what are you doing associating with these furry's? WE NEED TO GET THIS BREAD!" I then turned to see the trapped class. "Hola hoes, but I have strict orders to take private Magnus to the briefing room. We'll be organizing new tactics on how to give you guys the ultimate L." I heard wheezing and laughing as I put my finger and my thumb in the shape of an L on my forehead. WELL, THEY DON'T STOP COMIN-
"Now if you'll excuse us plebs-"
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU TWO THINK YOU ARE?!" I saw the angry pomerian with anger issues yell at us. I straightened my back and folded my arms behind my back.
"Sokodu Y/N, owner of the dankest club penguin igloo to exist, roblox pimp and juul dealer." I explain cofidently. I heard Magnus clear his throat.
"Gucci gamer private Koharu Taiyo, or Ethan Bradberry on Sundays, best drug dealer to date, owner of the finest roblox stripclub and master at Minecraft." He explained, pointing finger guns at the angry male. The laughing and wheezing continued as Bakugou started to yell and foam at the mouth like a rabid dog. I grabbed Magnus' arm and took a step back.
"I TOLD YOU HE'S A FURRY! RETREAT!" I ran, dragging along Magnus with me, to which he circle handed everyone in the group.
