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Fantasy School of Hades

Mel walked into the algebra classroom and looked at the teacher. Then he walked over to were Asmod and his sister were, he looked at Asmod with wanting eyes. "Mind if I sit bye you guys" his question was more derected twords Asmod.


Mel closed his eyes for a second and fell into a dream like state, he opened his eyes and went back to talking with Asmod, well the other half of him dreamed almost as if his personality split. His dream half was staring at his x boyfriend the man that put on an act to get close to him and then tried to kill him.


His other half was looking at Asmod with hazy eyes. He wishpered the words "I love you" to Asmod before passing out stone cold on the floor. He was alive but his soul was split from him and trapped in dreams.
 
Alistair walked into the room and sat behind the boy who looked like he'd just passed out. Blitz jumped out of his arms and licked the stranger's face, meowing worriedly. "Alistair stared with only the faintest bit of surprise. "I don't think he'll appreciate being licked when he wakes up, love." He told his pet.


@Marvelous Chester
 



Ayama was now asleep on the couch. She dreamt of many things, most of it being great landscapes.

She even wished that she had a "dream-camera" to take a picture of it. She dreamed about other things, such as the family on Earth. She wondered how they were doing without her.​
 
Pretty clawed at the girl's heels. It wouldn't hurt much but the feeling would definitely be unpleasant. Finally. she bit down. sinking her teeth into the girl's heel.


@Misakichan
 
-( * )- As he strolled through the hallways, Duche wasn't going to his room. .The bell just rung and he didn't have much friends at this school. .just allot of beings to study up on. .So far he's studied atleast 40% of the races going through this school. .But he's never ran into a troll before. .The troll wasn't very good at hiding but he couldn't tell which one he was after. So, Duche figured he was stalking the human. .If he was right if they split up he would turn the way following her. .From the rumors spreading Trolls aren't that smart.


.But this one. .He looked different. The troll walked behind them at a distance followling their foot step patterns and watching them while acting as though he wasn't paying attention to them at all. .Duche was going into a secluded area where they couldn't be seen and The Human. .she was going into a much crowded area where she'll probably get spotted without her master and think to be a run-a-way.


" I want you to make a right turn while I go left okay. " He sent Alana de human a mental Message as he reached the corner and made his left turn glances back at her. - See you soon - was the look he gave her. -( * )-
 

Kiyomi didn't mind the clawing of the cat-- until the cat sunk its teeth into her.

Kiyomi flinched, she bent down and tried to pry off the cat off of her heel. Once done so, he held up the cat to her face, but far away from it so the cat won't scratch her face off.

"Where is your owner?"

Kiyomi asked, with a growl trailing behind it.

This cat reminded her of this show on Earth. My Cat From Hell, perhaps? Well, the cat is in Hell.

"I just want to drink my milk in peace!"

Kiyomi stood up, getting a bowl from the sink and poured some milk into it from her cup. She placed the bowl of milk on the flor, then released the cat besides it.

"Maybe this'll like me."

Kiyomi stared down at the cat.​



@ScytheMeister7
 
(....I needed to do something with Mel and nothing else came to mind...)


Vanity looked down on Mel. "Don't worry hill wake up it happens to all demons" with that said she turned around and walked out of the room skipping the class entirely.





Am in a looked at Mel I should help she though to herself, but she was a slave she had to stay with her master especially in public. But whatever he was going threw didn't look good.
 
Beelzebozo was already in the algebra classroom, thanks to the magic of being paradoxically unnoticeable while wearing bright polka-dotted baggy pants. He turned to see the person he was sitting next to, and saw... Woden Sulfurblood. He whispered to Woden in as quiet a manner as possible.


"Hey, fatso! How'dja git the same class as me? I thought we made our own schedules!"


"Don't be ridiculous. The schedules you submit are trashed, and you're given the same one as everyone else! I don't think this school is for teaching... I think it's for keeping people in!"


"Nawww, that's ridiculous! Only people worth keepin' in here'd be the crazies too crazy to keep in Hell! The kind'a crazy who'd try to usurp the big guys. The kinda person... who'd... pretend ta be a princess o' demons... or the personification o' sin... Fatso! We're in one o' them mental hospitals! We're surrounded by loonies who think dey're the next Napoleon!"


Beelzebozo let out a quiet groan as he rested his head in his hands. Aww, crap. Tokkentaker didn't want me learnin' ta be in the human world, he wanted me outta d'way!
 
((Hey, I had nothing to do so I made my cat become a regular character even though she can't speak. Gotta do what you gotta do....))


Blitz decided he liked the Demon that had fainted so he stayed curled up on his side. Alistair smiled and turned to the worried looking slave girl. "I'm sure he'll be alright." He assured her and took out his books.


@Marvelous Chester


Pretty scratched the word 'Class' onto the floor she was seated upon in answer before licking the wounds she'd made, healing them in apology. Once that was done, she lapped at her milk and purred happily.


@Misakichan
 
Ryan stared at his students quite blankly for a few moments until...BOOM. A kid fell. Ryan burst out into laughter, pointing his index finger at one of his students. He knew he was wrong. But what did he care? Besides, the kid was kind of cute, messing around with love so early in the year. Standing up from his desk at the front of the room facing the kids, he slammed his hands down on the top of the desk, pushing the chair back from behind him. "ALRIGHT! TAKE SEATS! LETS GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!" He circled around his desk, taking a single dry erase marker from off the board. "Introduction times of all ye beautiful children."





Alan watched whilst her mastered separated from her side, a simple nod being her last actions towards him before she changed direction, turning down towards the right. In doing so, she passed the door to the algebra class, stopping only briefly to catch a glimpse of a student already on the floor. Shaking her head and continuing onward, Alana didn't alow herself to look back just yet, and carried on, squeezing her way through other students. She kept her head down so her identity wouldn't be seen, just in case somebody decided to report her whereabouts.
 

"You want me to go to class?"

Kiyomi asked.


She thought about going to class.
Eh, Maybe I'll go.


She was particularly great at class, but she was too lazy to go.



Kiyomi shrugged,
I'll go after I change. Kiyomi brought the cup to her lips and tilted her head up, drinking up the rest. Kiyomi stood up, pushing the chair behind her. She put the cup into the sink then started to go up to her room to change into her school uniform.



 
Pretty followed after her quickly and silently, slipping into the room and jumping onto her bed before snuggling under the covers. She watched the girl and meowed quietly, almost talking to herself in cat language


@Misakichan
 
Hecate went on ahead of Asmod, since she wasn't going to get that kiss right away. Just as the teacher went ahead and said it was time for introductions, Hecate silently made her way in and to a seat in the very back, specifically, a corner seat. Hecate just sat there silently, now starting to stare blankly at the ceiling as she practically spaced out. Hecate yawned silently like last class, but once again, it was possibly enough to grab the teacher's attention. Maybe like last class, the teacher'll be too busy with Asmod to notice her yawn.
 

(( I believe that the seat to the corner and by the window is the holy seat. ))

Kiyomi slipped out of her clothes and into her uniform. She did not mind the fact that the cat was in her presence. Kiyomi combed her hair,ears, and tail. There was her name written in bold on the handle of the comb, not wanting anyone to use it because they be using the same comb she used onto her tail. Once her preparations were complete, Kiyomi's eyes darted towards the clock. I'm almost late!

She opened the door and ran out of her room. She then opened the door to the hallways.

Kiyomi hastily morphed into a demon wolf, starting to dash and weave into the crowd of other demons and slaves.​
 
Asmod silently stared at Mel for a few moments. He was just confessed to. Shaking his head while chuckling, Asmod decided to simply let him rest there, and speak to him on the matter at a later date. He, for once, followed behind his sibiling, only to separate and settle at a separate seat on the other side of the room, being the last seat in his row. Shutting his eyelids over his irises, he folded his hands behind his head.


Ryan's attention immediately hit that of the girl walking into the room. Ah. Such a beautifully made child at that. A young, bountiful look to her physique , with a luscious head of hair. Such beauty, it had to be his. Ryan's currently hazel irises trailed over to the one behind the girl of which attracted his attention so well. He was beautiful as well. Siblings? They must be. Such wondrous kids...oh how would he cope? Shaking his head, Ryan continued on with his message to the class. "Alright. Starting with the first row, a syllabus will be passed down to all of you."
 
Kiyomi stopped by the door of her classroom. She paused, transitioning back to a humanoid. Once done, she entered the classroom, her eyes scanning over class. Asmod and Hecate. By the two dings of the school bell, it announced the start of the class. Kiyomi sighed, sitting at the desk by the windows in the middle of the row.

 
Pretty uncurled herself from the covers and stalked back to Alistair's room where he'd left Hiraga and Shibaya. She jumped into the teal-haired one's lap and curled into herself, letting out a content purr.


@UltraYuseke


Alistair was bored out of his mind. Sure the teacher was perky as Hell but that didn't do anything at all the appease his boredom. He was too out of it to notice when a slip of paper was handed to him, eyes drooping while his pen fell out of his hand.
 
Beelzebozo noticed the teacher staring hungrily at that one dozy chick what just entered. Thinking very little of it, he continued to stare off into space, attempting to comprehend the full impact of the situation he and Woden were in. Locked in an asylum an' surrounded by nutsos... this ain't gonna be much worse'n a night in the Big Top, but fatso here probly ain't gonna handle it well. Guess I'm gonna hafta make friends with the other kids what got here accident'ly.


A quick glance around the classroom confirmed what Woden said: every student from General Biology was in Remedial Algebra. This was far from a class; it was just another way to keep the inmates occupied!
 
In the back of the room sat a desk, one that stood out greatly among the rest. For one thing, it was obviously pretty old, being a crude, uneven thing forged of wrought iron and hellfire. For another, it had the name AKANE carved on it in large, crude, smooth looking letters, as if it had been carved out with a thick, blunt stylus. The strangest thing, though, was the fact that the desk had a very distinct imprint of someone's face, as if the object of the imprinting had been placed there every day for several years. Yes, there was no doubt about it; this desk belonged to Akane.


As if on cue, the ceiling splintered, dropping a small red-skinned girl directly into the chair, a skill developed from years of trial-and-error. She wore kitty pajamas and a nightcap, and strapped across her back was a great spiked iron club almost as large as she was. In one hand, she held a dish of sake, and in the other, a snuggie. Clearly, this demon was an expert at sleeping.
 
Beelzebozo whirled around to look at the new kid. Taking a look at the scene of carnage this one girl had wrought, as if this was a well-practiced movement, Beelzebozo recognized a master of physical comedy. Silently applauding, he turned to Woden.


"Y'see that, Fatso? That form! That practice! That is the kind'a crazy I expect ta see here! Hoi, after class, y'wanna come wit' me and git some pointers from 'er?"
 
Mel's dream finally came to an end and he got up, he remembered nothing since when his personality split, he hoped he didn't do anything stupid. But he did practically miss a class worth of notes and good grades were important to him. He decided to ask the teacher for the lesson outline. Once class ended he approached the teacher.


"Hey sorry for passing out in class and all, I still need to figure out why that happened. Also could I get today's class outline, I didn't get the chance to take notes and all with me passing out like that. And don't look at me Luke a freaking pedo." Mel almost slapped the teacher
 
Beelzebozo was momentarily confused at the student who just walked up to the teacher and asked for notes. Class hadn't even began and already he's looking for an overview of the class! Beelzebozo pointed his flying camera at the strange happenings and whispered into his camera's ears.


"Check it, folks! This kid's been NAUGHTY an' sleepin' in class! Lookit dis bozo, thinkin' class is over!"


Back in Underhell, in a rather comfy-looking lounge, a crowd of demons was relaxing and watching TV. On the television was a live feed to Beelzebozo's camera. The sight of this foolish student brought a fit of chuckles among the demons. Back in Normal Hell, Beelzebozo felt his skin grow looser as the Toon Force took hold. Oo-wee! Ain't felt like this since a month ago! I gotta catch more footage! Beelzebozo thought, rubbing his hands together.
 
Ryan stared at the student quite blankly. Quite frankly, this child manners weren't quite developed in his eyes. Shaking his head in pure disapproval, he extended his hand, revealing the syllabus for the class. "Here. Now clear the room for my next class." Ryan then returned to his desk, shuffling through the transcripts of the kids. So far, they were all pretty intelligent from what their grades said. But as far as appearance and demeanor go, things didn't quite match up. He then stood up, after about five minutes of quietly sitting at his desk. "CLASS DISMISSED! Ms.Hecate, stay behind. I have a question regarding yourself and your brother."
 
Apparently, Blitz had formed an attachment to someone other than Alistair which was incredibly odd. The black cat followed the young Demon as he woke up and walked up the teacher, purring and tugging at the boy's pants to get his attention. Alistair smiled as he caught up to his pet and picked him up. "Sorry about that. Blitz is usually incredibly shy but he's taken a liking to you. My name is Alistair. Yours?" He asked, smile sweet and open.


@Marvelous Chester
 
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