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>>67394044
>"Ohh. Okay, Mr. Mous. You.. keep yourself safe then. If they give you any trouble, just tell me."
>that was unnecessary
>"It's okay, Mister Farnsworth. She was actually really nice to me so far."
>You're way too confused to even react to the fact that he used the wrong pronouns.
>Either way the class ends.
>This is lunchtime, and you sit with your bandmates at the cafeteria, discussing the upcoming band practice.
>Then you see a confused bald guy approaching.
>Well, he was being dragged by Naomi, chinese transfer student who somehow managed to get into the student council.
>"There she is, Anon! This is Reeeeed! Your frieeend, remeeember?"
>"Why are you talking to me like I'm braindead?! I don't know who Reed is! Stop it!"
>he looks over at the table
>"Oh hi, Fang"
>Reed definitely knows the guy. They weren't friends, but they did stay with Mr. Brutananadilewski after class to make some doohickeys you don't really understand.
>Looking at Reed, he seems kind of bummed out that Anon doesn't recognize him.
>"Oh, well, Fang.. You know her? I'll... I'll leave you here then!"
>She looks at you with hope. You throw a napking at her.
>"Them. He knows them."
>"Oh. Yeah, sorry. Anyway, bye!"
>Confused, Anon sits beside Trish, across from you. Trish is also confused but doesn't mind.
>Anon breaks the silence first
>"Are all parasaurases like that? Raptor Jesus she gave me a headache. She's so sacharine she could give a third world country diabetes."
>"A... Parasaurus?" Trish asked. Reed raised his eyebrow.
>"Yes, a parasaurs!"
>You could also hear him mumbling "And I thought triggers being dumb is just bait"
>Thankfully, Trish didn't seem to hear that.
>Over the course of the lunch Anon continued to talk about the dinosaurs in this school.
>Trish really looked like she wanted to say a lot of things about it, but Reed stopped her.
>You too wanted to just play along to it.
>After all, being called a pterodactyl wasn't so bad after all.
>"Ohh. Okay, Mr. Mous. You.. keep yourself safe then. If they give you any trouble, just tell me."
>that was unnecessary
>"It's okay, Mister Farnsworth. She was actually really nice to me so far."
>You're way too confused to even react to the fact that he used the wrong pronouns.
>Either way the class ends.
>This is lunchtime, and you sit with your bandmates at the cafeteria, discussing the upcoming band practice.
>Then you see a confused bald guy approaching.
>Well, he was being dragged by Naomi, chinese transfer student who somehow managed to get into the student council.
>"There she is, Anon! This is Reeeeed! Your frieeend, remeeember?"
>"Why are you talking to me like I'm braindead?! I don't know who Reed is! Stop it!"
>he looks over at the table
>"Oh hi, Fang"
>Reed definitely knows the guy. They weren't friends, but they did stay with Mr. Brutananadilewski after class to make some doohickeys you don't really understand.
>Looking at Reed, he seems kind of bummed out that Anon doesn't recognize him.
>"Oh, well, Fang.. You know her? I'll... I'll leave you here then!"
>She looks at you with hope. You throw a napking at her.
>"Them. He knows them."
>"Oh. Yeah, sorry. Anyway, bye!"
>Confused, Anon sits beside Trish, across from you. Trish is also confused but doesn't mind.
>Anon breaks the silence first
>"Are all parasaurases like that? Raptor Jesus she gave me a headache. She's so sacharine she could give a third world country diabetes."
>"A... Parasaurus?" Trish asked. Reed raised his eyebrow.
>"Yes, a parasaurs!"
>You could also hear him mumbling "And I thought triggers being dumb is just bait"
>Thankfully, Trish didn't seem to hear that.
>Over the course of the lunch Anon continued to talk about the dinosaurs in this school.
>Trish really looked like she wanted to say a lot of things about it, but Reed stopped her.
>You too wanted to just play along to it.
>After all, being called a pterodactyl wasn't so bad after all.