Weebs Central DxD: Rerun

The Weebs Descend

It was an early start for the six weebs, they had woken up in the early hours of the morning with intent to cause as much chaos as humanly possible, stuffing their school bags full of random stuff.

Smol for example, filled his bag with no less than five dildos as well as a butt plug. Cheese brought his own brand of buffoonery with a soundboard connected to a small speaker. Pine had a bell attached to her bag while Reaper just kept his bag clean with a few notebooks and a laptop in case he needed it.

Red had already headed out before the others so he could get to work on time. Upon the weebs arrival, they were met by a variety of reactions. A few guys fell for the trap that was Smol, much to his amusement. Cheese got a few looks due to the beanie atop his head, but he paid them no mind as he just kept talking to Smol. Reaper was in a very relaxed mood as he chatted with Pine, of course, the others kept sneaking the odd tsundere comment, making him act like just that, a fucking tsun.

None of them payed any real mind to the other students aside from those who would walk over and try to talk to them. Rage was busy looking at his timetable for the day when he spotted a flash of red in his peripheral vision.

He smirked to himself before seeing that his first class was biology with the rest of class 3-A. Reaper was in mathematics with class 2-B while Cheese and Smol had P.E. with class 1-C.

Needless to say that shit got stupid really quickly. Cheese and Smol complained through much of the exercises, which was mostly to annoy Red. Too bad he was onto their games by this point and knew what to expect from them. Reaper just vibed throughout the day, unless one of the others poked their heads in just to call him a tsundere, to which he chased them up and down the corridors. Rage and Pine managed to make a decent first impression. But Rage managed to make it abundantly clear that retardation was ingrained in his DNA. During physics he asked the teacher, and I quote:

Rage: "If kinetic energy can be turned into thermal energy, then how hard would I need to punch the sun to cook it?"

There was stunned silence for a solid five minutes, Rage knew what he said, nobody else did. It was frankly too retarded for the others to calculate.

Thankfully, the retardation didn't get any worse...during class anyway.

Cheese ended up putting a bucket on someone's head before Smol set about him with a metal dildo.

Red trying to explain that to Sona was probably the funniest thing those two had seen all day.

Anyway, the school day passed by the group quickly due to the fact that they couldn't care less about anything the teacher was trying to tell them. Being as powerful as they were made things very simple for them. So to answer Rage's earlier question, he just had to hit it really really fucking hard to cook the sun.

Lunchtime was an interesting time for the seven of them. Reaper hung out with some of his new pals in 2-B while Cheese and Smol made a mad dash for the canteen.

Red sat in his office before Sona walked in.

Sona: "Ah, Red. I see your kids are settling in well."

Red: "They aren't kids at this point, despite their behaviour and attitude."

Sona: "Yes. But something doesn't sit well with me."

Red: "And what may that be?"

Sona: "I was in physics class earlier today when Rage asked a rather...odd question."

Red: "What did he do this time?"

Sona: "He asked, and I quote: 'If kinetic energy can be turned into thermal energy, how hard would I need to punch the sun to cook it?'"