"Oh c'mon Class, you KNOW you like him." "No I don't!" Classy laughed at Angel's remark, grabbing another bottle of booze. "I barely know the guy! To be honest, he would even be a frenemy!" "Whatever! Give me one good reason you 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 like him then." Angel smirked. "For one: I'm not gay, For two: Barely know him, For three: He barely knows me, For four: I absolutely 𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙀 it when he gets in my face, and For five: I'm a 𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙍, okay? I don't 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 anymore." Classy stated. "Oh. Okay, guess your right. " Angel sighed in defeat. Classy laughed victoriously, grabbing the money Angel owed. 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣' 𝙅𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙟𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮..... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ These characters other than Classy are not mine! One: Okay, PLEASE don't read this unless if you're ABSOLUTELY curious or unless if you're my cousin. Two:I know Alastor is canonally ace, you don't need to tell me that. Three: You can criticize, but only to an extent to where it's not HATING. Four: If you don't like stuff like this, don't read it.

Warning: This book contains cussing, and it might scare some people(but I don't know on that.) Please note that this is an creepypasta oc backstory, and it may not be perfect! Oh, it also contains violence and gore! Enjoy シ

Need to read DrSomeonenew's story to understand.

A/N: Okay I know it's been a few years, but why not give DHMIS a little more love?- Oh and there's complete spoilers to DHMIS if you didn't realize. Also I didn't use the name Robin for Duck in this story, but I did use Manny for Yellow guy in the story. None of the images you will see are mine, and none of the characters are either. DHMIS is not mine, and remember, this is just a fanfiction. ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× As soon as the sketchbook flipped open and started to sing: "What's your favorite idea?" Duck already knew something bad.... something wrong... something.... rotten was going to happen. He could just feel it. But he couldn't bring himself to actually warn his friends what was going to happen. Duck knew he could've, but he just... Couldn't. .......Duck sighed heavily. It had been days since he's seen his friends. Maybe if he told them, they'd still be here... And maybe he wouldn't have needed to be the next teacher for that.... rotten Roy. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××