Liy's POV-
Another day. It's been about a week since Firey Jr had been sent away to recover from his broken arm. Admittedly, it was very amusing to hear his screams. It reminded me of my old days, where they all.. suffered. I do miss those days. Maybe. If I just desire. I took out a small hairtie from my schoolbag and turned my hair from a hair down to my shoulder to a small ponytail on the back of my head.
I looked through my stuff to find my mask, and a knife. Perfect. Now, to find my victim. Oh, that guy. The one on the corner desk whom hardly talks. Probaldy shy or something. I snickered a little, passing a small note to him before slipping back to my desk.
This will be so damn easy.
That was until, the one person I really didn't want to see at this time burst open the door. Waving to all of us. That stupid Four...
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Narrator's POV-
"Hello Class!" Four greeted, everyone grudgingly said hello back. Except Firey Jr, whom was still not present in class. Four took out a few papers, passing it around. It was a group project, the first one ever in the classroom. "Okay Class! Today, I ask you to group up with another contestant to do a special gameshow. I expect 6 pairs. Go!" Everyone began to group-up, with odd pairs forming. The pairs went as followed:
Pencil & Liy
Match & 8-Ball
Dora & Spongy
Gelatin & Blocky
Stapy & Loser
David & RobotyFour suddenly began to use his mysterious powers to merge 2 desks and place each of the 6 pairs into one. It was interesting, something fun finally happening. Though, many suspected it was because of the recent events occurring. 'Yeah.. This won't stop my plans.' Liy thought to herself, before Four interrupted her thoughts. "Okay everybody! Now that you're in pairs, please look at the screen infront of you." He snapped his fingers and suddenly 6 ipads appeared, one for each pair. They picked it up, and listened to what Four had to say next. "Now that you've gotten those ipads, we'll be doing a very special game!" He exclaimed, before pulling down a screen and snapping his fingers once more to reveal a projection. "To play, a pair will select between 3 contestants, and will be asked to describe using a prompt of words. Understood?" Everyone nodded.
"Good! Now let's begin."
Suddenly, a green light emitted from one of the ipads, coming from Match and 8-Ball's desk. They were quietly whispering to eachother and selected their choice. They were soon prompted with stuff, and began to speak. "This contestant is like, female." Match started. "And they have green in their design." Suddenly, a buzzer rang out. 'Leafy is wrong!' Spongy & Dora both got a little angry and calmed down. "..They also have bro-" Pencil and Liy soon sat up and pressed in their answer. 'Barf Bag is correct!" They did a high-five before sitting back down to do the next pair. Gelatin and Blocky's rang up next, as each pair eventually was able to go 3 times.
"And the winner is Spongy & Dora, with 9 wins! Everybody congratulate them, OR ELSE!" Everyone clapped, "Wow. They really are good.." Loser mumbled, but Stapy came in and gently nudged his arm. "Don't worry. The next time they do this thing, we will win for sure." Loser glanced over, giving a small smile. "Thanks.."
"Hey, no problem. It's what we do around here." Dora and Spongy both got donuts, as everything seemed to somehow turn back into a normal classroom as if it never occured. It was a fun bonding activity, but it only slowed down what was to come.Murder.
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also shoutout to YoBish244 for being a really cool friend. <3
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