A Tale Of Multifandom By Blurdle

Chapter Twenty Four: The Monday After ― Turd

"How did you manage to write 2400 words on that criminal law assignment? I barely reached the 1000 words goal. Criminal law assignment, what does that even mean?", Sam was holding his head in his hands, after he saw Sherlock's four pages of homework.

The black haired boy, who for the first time in a while was wearing his glasses again, inhaled, "Since this is criminal law class, I thought you knew what you are dealing with. Let me fill you in about the basis, s–" Sam raised his hand. "That was a rhetorical question, Princess."

Before Sherlock could think of a proper answer, the teacher asked them to hand in their essays and everyone started rambling around. "Please, keep it down. Today we will talk about the purposes of punishment and how different motives, like jealously or revenge, deserve different punishments." To Sam's surprise Sherlock actually leaned forward to pay attention to the teacher. What might that be about?

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Meanwhile, a couple of rooms down the hall, Amy and Castiel were told to write three different kinds of poems in groups of three. And another few metres further Dean and Gabriel had to make the time pass faster. It was ten o'clock and they had their first free period.

Their first two hours had been science, where they had to work on a project with their randomly assigned partners. So while Dean managed to turn the red flame blue, with some nerd's help. Gabriel nearly blew his station up, watching Dean doing so. The girl he was normally working with was sick, so he had to work alone. And Gabriel sucks at science.

But now they had an hour off. When the bell rang, both of them grabbed their stuff and walked to that one table a building further, where neither of their class ever goes too. It's their secret space. They automatically went there, without thinking, without talking. But now they said there and neither knew how to start a conversation, which was not about the thing that had happened three days back. After that game of Mario Kart.

Gabriel could barely look at Dean without his heart racing like who knows what. After some time Dean got about without saying a word, just to return later with a coke for himself and that grape ice tea, which Gabriel loves the most. He put it down in front of him, "We gon talk about this, or what?"

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( guess who updated it's me
yeah, i am back, better than ever ha with some gabriel x dean tea no one asked for

so have a nice tu(rd)sday!!
good look blunk 🥺 )