"But I think you said I have nothing to do. Now, Monsieur, I ask you, do you imagine you have anything to do? Or, to put it more clearly, do you believe that what you do deserves to be called something?’
The whole of the student body had gathered in the cafeteria after a harsh announcement from the Headmaster had mustered them there. Dave could tell the tension could be cut with a butter knife just by looking at the faces surrounding the room. Good. When Monobear finally hopped onto stage from who knows where, he even saw a few knuckles clench! Oh, and the mandatory mumbles of course, but those didn't matter much to Dave; what mattered here were the screams that were about to take place in the next few moments.
After Monobear managed to silence the room via irritatingly scratching at the microphone; which he continued long after everyone fell quiet and winced instead, he spoke in his shrill voice, "The game has come to an end!~ The ratings are as low as ever, upup~ And you bastards just can't keep it up anymore! So, out of the kindness of my heart, I am going to let you bastards in on a lil'secret! That little secret will determine the rest of your lives, but your lives are gonna be short and unimportant, hence the world little~ The Mastermind has requested to make himself known today, and he is standing right next to many of you!" The students shot apprehensive glares at each other, some gaining more than others. Dave just loitered at the back of the room, lowering his shades to take in the full spectrum of all of the emotions around him. Beautiful.
The plush let the silence stir for a moment before speaking once more, "The Mastermind is.... Nate!" A few gasps from the crowd. A few. But all heads now turned to the trainer, who had now slid down the wall he was once leaning against. Monobear powered down and fell to the floor of the stage as screams of outrage filled up the cafeteria to the brim, and even as a few ran to inflict violence on the kid, nobody stopped to defend him, they just watched. Dave on the other hand, stayed where he was, eyeing the gruesome scene with boredom before turning his head back to the stage. His big moment was almost here! Bro would be so, so proud of him. The thought made him smile. He could finally stop worrying about his Bro hating him from the grave! He could finally become just as ironic as Bro wanted him to be! Everything was gonna be okay.
It ended as soon as it started, and now everyone but the blonde were surrounding the diver's corpse. It seemed like in the midst of all the scuffling someone broke out a dagger and drove it into Nate's throat. A few bubbles of blood popped from the wound, but yet again, nobody rushed to his side to help. Asuka would have been tending to his wounds right now if she were here, but in preparation of that Dave had poisoned her mountain dew a few nights ago, so right about now she was in bed with a fever.
Silence was the only thing that was clear in the room right now; some couples held on tight to each other, while others just stood there. They didn't know what to do next. Not even that pretentious bluenette could muster up anything. It was like they thought it was all over or something, hah. Dave even chuckled at the thought, earning him a few questioning glares from the student body. The utter quiet was slit in half by the sound of machinery working from the stage, and suddenly, Monobear stood right back on up again, and waddled to the stage. This earned yells of accusation and pointed fingers, some even throwing things at the bear, but nobody ran up to the stage he had graced his presence with, so Monobear was not affected. And with a deep breath, the blonde made his way to the pedestal right next to Monobear, grinning at the bug eyed faces of the crowd. He tapped the mic a few times and the yelling stopped, but the whispers continued. They always did. Never stopped. He took something from the stuffed animal at his side, headbanging to knock the shades he was wearing on his head before putting on the ones he had just received. One side white, one side black, very reminiscent of the bear. Hell, they even had a Monobear brand sticker in the corner! "You may all be thinking, 'oh that no good Dave Strider is up to one of his shenanigans again, that crazy kid!' Some of you are even whispering it like schoolgirls talking about the crazy nips they saw at the beach. You'd only be half right, y'know. This is a joke. A big crazy joke on you." And with the press of a button that was right next to the propped mic, a small army of Monobears surrounded the stage. "But this isn't a simple shenanigan involving me just hopping up on stage and heckling poor'ole Nate's murder. This is a carefully thought out plot involving a shit load of blue graphs that I even barely understood. Shit was like GTA 5. Anyway, you dumb idiots kinda just murdered that Nate kid forever. You took a life away from this school based on this bear who's done nothing but lie and hurt's words, and yet most of you consider me the idiot. 'That stupid Dave Strider is all talk no walk! He could never hurt anyone!' I hear it all of the time." A jokester in the crowd even yelled exactly what he just mocked out loud, and Dave quickly dispatched a few more Monobears to drag him kicking and screaming to stage. "You all thought that I'm the stupidest kid here, but look at me, I'm standing above each and every one of you! Even those particularly massive Italian mobsters with the botched nosejobs. It's the most ironic thing to ever take place in the history of every universe you fuckers could ever populate!"
They kicked the wiseguy to his knees and made him face Dave, and one Monobear bowed and held out Dave's katana, which the blonde proudly took. With the raise of his arms and a downward arc, the male's head rolled across the stage. The Monobears threw his body into the aghast crowd, and Dave had to wait several moments before the room quieted down. "The murder rates have been lower than ever, it's almost as if you made real friends in this school that's based on the opposite! If this was a fucking Disney Channel show than the ratings would be higher than ever. Just look at all the buff guys girls could get posters of and the big tits the girlies could idolize! Sadly, this isn't the fucking Disney Channel, but maybe I should fill out a new contract. With just a few weeks of editing all of the footage could be made to look just like a show about kids attending a super school for super kids! With that zany headmaster Monobear always pulling some wacky prank, it would be a surefire hit, right!?" He cackled into the mic, but his laughing was met with contempt. "Why aren't any of you laughing?" A few gifted sycophants managed to cough up a chuckle, while others just shifted awkwardly. "Everyone laughed when Bro made jokes. They all clutched at their chests and slapped their knees like they were having heart attacks! Laugh! Laugh! Laugh!" Dave dropped the katana and stomped his feet, and in turn a few Monobears hopped into crowd control mode, throwing tear gas into the large body of students as Dave slapped on a red gasmask. Some managed to make it to the double doors before falling to their knees in agony; a few pile ups occurring. But it was all in vain considering the doors were long locked by now. Once the gas finally stopped clouding Dave's vision, he pointed at Gareki's motionless body. One bear stomped over to his best friend's collapsed figure and quickly brought him to Dave, in which Dave responded, "Leave him with me. I'll warp his memory to high heaven until he has epiphanies about Mastermind Bel. Asuka will believe it coming from his beautiful Dove commercial lips."
Dave would also destroy any memory Gareki had of Panne, which in turn meant he would also need to root into Asuka's memory too, but he didn't mind the extra work. Now the trio could leave this place and live for each other forever out in the real world! Gareki will find someone new without memories of Panne, and Dave could start a family with Asuka! Everything would be so wonderful now that Bro's mumblings stopped. Everything.
florencepapermouth replied to your post: none of my close pals came to my improv show and...
I’m sorry….i forgot i had a hair appointment and it didnt end until like 8…. ;-; i hope the show was a success though! tucks u in bed and feeds you soup the soup rest now
