Les Infires//Multifandom

Chapter 7: Talk of the Treasured Toilet

×Lisa's p.o.v×

One of the best things about Les Infires: the toilets.

I am so not bluffing. With the fancy granite sinks, clean dry floors, frosted mirrors and fully equiped showers, here's the thing: me love Les Infires' toilets. My love is yours.

But at the same time, here I just---

"I did not sign up for this." I said calmly, just watching as Yeji does a full on split without touching the floor and the rest of them, those two geniuses are hitting high notes in the 'Sofia The First' theme song. The Phineas and Ferb theme song (nostalgia approved) booms across the walls from Chae's bluetooth speakers, and Chae is trying to -oh lawd- do a Tyra Banks catwalk along the bathrooms.

Again, I did not sign up for this.

I deserved this level of entertainment.

After another few minutes of madness, they all line up beside me at the sinks and actually start cleaning up. Whew. Chae is starting to clean up her make-up, the rest are just brushing their teeth and washing their faces with said facial cleansers.

"Any nice stories to tell?" Ryujin's question echos in the walls. 

"I was almost killed by a guy wearing headphones."
"Ryujin's in love with a dessert."
"Chaeyoung twerked in class and I swear some dude saw her."
"He didn't."
"Dunno don't care."

We all shoot Yeji a look. 

"Whaddya mean, don't know, don't care?" I ask, but she just shrugs again, her eyes giving nothing away.
"Come on, Yeji," Chae nudges her, "No secret in the loo."
"Did you just say loo?" Ryujin's judging tone is priceless, "Who are you, Jack Sparrow?"
"Shush, little Ryujin." I rest my elbow on Ryujin's head. "One shall not interfere during a time of tension."

"The only tension here is coming out of your bum."

"Ooooh---" we all gush in unison, giving Yeji a little space before we start to dig her for info.

"Kay, fine." She gives up, putting together her things, "I kinda... interacted with this dude."

"And? And? Andddddd...?"

"He was cute."

An uproar booms across the toilet walls, and us? We were so psyched we probably looked like we were high on math. Typo intended.

"Yeji's frozen reign has come to an end!" I shout, earning a slap on the shoulder from the girl herself.
"It's not a big deal." She shrugs it off.

"It's humongous deal."
"A bizarre deal."
"It'll be on the thrid page of The Sun."
"It's bigger than the friendzone in between me and Taehyung."

As I said that, Yeji freezes for real and grabs my arm. "Say what now?"

"Nothing," I shrug, "It was just a statement."
"And the guy's name is..." her voice trails off, "Taehyung?"
"Yeah. We've been friends since seventh grade. We're in the same art club. Annual art club camps, remember?"

"No shit," Okay, she's closed the convo. Will dig her for more info once we're in the dorm.

"Anyway, Chae," I continue, "What do you mean Ryujin fell in love with a dessert?"
That question was a mistake.
Uh-oh, I have unleashed Chae's inner Regina. She starts the story by locking Ryujin in the cubicle she's in.

2 minutes later...

"I'm gonna kill you, Park Chaeyoung!"
"Gotta be tall enough for that!"
*cue banshee screaming*
*cue door banging*

Again, I did not sign up for this.

Since Ryujin has calmed down, though she's still in the cubicle, (and Chaeyoung's calmed down too, though she kept announcing something about Mr. Kookie being a mythical creature.)

To be quick, I'll sum it up like this. Ryujin confesses about falling for a name, Chae is still exaggerating the facts, Yeji couldn't give any less effs, I couldn't give any more effs, and at the same time I was calmly trying to persuade Chae to unlock the door and set Ryujin free without her killing us all once she gets out.
Didn't work, but it's still kinda funny.

"By the way, how did they even name our classes?" Yeji asks.

"It's based on colors," Professor Ryujin (still locked in the shower cubicle) has spoken, "Violet is purple, Carmine is red, Primrose is yellow, Sage is green, Azure equals blue and Sterling is another name for silver."

Random fact about Shin Ryunjin: she has a stash of random facts and universal knowledge in her brain. Knowledge you don't even need to know, and some make her look like a genius. Some are just weird af. I don't know where she gets all of that info, and some I don't even wanna know.

Anyways, it's almost midnight and we start packing up. Chae is still refusing to let Ryujin go until she's positive she'll be able to outrun her once the door is open.

Now we start talking about random stuff.

"Did you know Spongebob was created by a Biology teacher?"

5 minutes later...

"When you hug someone, your heartbeat syncs with theirs."
"Aww, that's sweet."
"So what happens if you hug a dead body?"

Another 5 minutes later...

"They say you can sense if someone's watching you even in your sleep."

Another 5 minutes later...

"Did you know a dream is like, a play directed by your right brain, and your left brain is the side where you're experiencing it and you're suprised by all the plot twists?"

Out of nowhere, the announcement bell rings three times.

Ugh.

*usual announcement intro*
"Tomorrow, our Sunday a.m. prep class will be joined by the students of Blue Rose. Hopefully you'll all be able to get along. Thank you and good night."

We all stop and stare at each other.
"Did she just say... Blue Rose students?"
I grunt inwardly. Tomorrow's gonna be painfully awkward. Both schools aren't exactly strangers with each other, we meet every once in a while for competitions and camps and stuff, but still.

We all start walking back to our dorm, and once we're in, we collapse. No, not dead, just sleepy.
But then again.

*cue Chaeyoung's scream*

"I FORGOT TO UNLOCK THE CUBICLE! RYUJIN'S TRAPPED!"

And she speeds away.

Not a bad teenage life for me, after all.

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A/N:

Hi guys! First of all, THANK YOU for everyone reading this! It means so much (wipes virtual tear). And secondly, this is kinda a crack fic, more or less😂. And I know I haven't unleashed (?) any other boy bands beside BTS, but Carats, NCTzens, Atinys etcetera, I will stick to my word. This is a multifandom fanfic.

Oh, and another important thing I'd like to point out is, I do not ship the casts, I ship the characters. There's a huge difference. And I also really luv comments, so feel free to not be a silent reader. (No writer likes silent readers, honestly. Comments make our day.)

Xx,
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