Tomori was trudging up the mountain early that day. She groaned as she walked into yet another fucking tree branch. Her earbuds were blasting music as she bobbed her head to the beat. She was wearing pants this time, because her brain finally remembered.
Sugino approached her the previous class, asking her for a favor. He had an assassination attempt that he needed the girl's help with. It had to do with baseball.
They had both been on the team before they were kicked to E-Class. Even though Tomori was a girl, she could hit, catch, and pitch just as good as any of the boys. Thus, they allowed her on the team.
However, once she spiraled down to E-Class along with Sugino the pair was kicked right off the team. They were laughed at, looked down upon. Sugino weren't the closest but they were friends. Not as close as Rinka and Chiba were to Tomori, but close enough for them to hold a conversation comfortably.
As she reached the top of the mountain, she saw both Nagisa and Sugino talking. In Sugino's hands were baseballs embedded with Anti-Octopus BBs. The plan was for them to throw the balls in sync, hopefully catching the damn octopus off guard.
Tomori wasn't exactly sure if they would be fast enough, but it was worth a shot. And much better than a suicide bomber attack.
Taking one earbud out, she turned off her music and walked over to the duo of boys. "Tomori!" Sugino exclaimed greeting the girl. He held out his fist for a fist-bump and Tomori obliged. "Thanks so much for coming out here to help me."
Tomori nodded in response. "I had to help out my baseball bro. So where's that fucking octopus? You said you knew where he was?" The girl asked after the two boys flinched at the swear.
Nagisa nodded taking out his notebook. "He always hangs out in the back before first bell. Korosensi is usually reading a newspaper." He read as Tomori nodded, taking one of the baseballs that Sugino had brought.
"Thanks Nagisa." She lightly tossed the ball in the air, setting her bag down by the flowers that the class had planted. Tomori surprisingly loved the flowers and always tended to them after school whenever it wasn't raining.
"No problem. Best of luck you two." Nagisa responded.
Tomori turned to Sugino, "I'll go on the other side of him, hopefully we can pinch him." Sugino nodded as Tomori jogged off into the trees.
They just had to nail the pitch then the bastard died. As she got in position behind a tree, she peeked out and saw Sugino mirroring her. The boy gave her a nod and they both got into a pitching position.
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They both released their balls at the same time, Tomori's curving in an arc.
In a split second, Tomori was standing by the other two boys as she blinked. "Top of the morning to ya!" A cheerful voice exclaimed. "It's usually considered polite to reply."
"Yes sir, sorry sir, good morning sir." Nagisa said as Sugino glanced frantically between their teacher and his chair.
"Damn octopus." Tomori muttered kicking the grass. He couldn't have had that easy of a time catch their balls. From opposite directions as well.
That's when the analysis came in. "Baseballs embedded with government issue Anti-Me BBs. Creative. Points for choosing a method of delivery quieter than a standard air riffle. Unfortunately, once airborne the weapons gave me nothing but time." Tomori glared at the yellow creature. "Ample opportunity in-fact to organize a defensive maneuver. A quick visit to the equipment room and tada I had pardon the pun, a handy solution." In a glove were the two baseballs Sugino and Tomori had thrown.
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Soul Heart (Assassination Classroom Fanfiction)
Fanfic"Rock bottom grades and a bitchy attitude- sounds like me alright. Who cares about this world anymore when it has turned it's back on me." Tomori is a normal student, in a normal classroom. If you consider having an octopus teacher as normal. And on...