OHS: Omniverse High School(In Chracter) - Day 1

[Corporal Light]

"There a reason you're wearing that get up, Ballad?"

"Got a problem with it, Dan?" Ballad replied, turning his head to his right to look at his fellow busmate.

Dan was wearing a black two sizes too big for him with a goat skull plastered on the front. He also had on regular jeans and a baseball cap that he wore backwards. Proper attire for fall weather for the most part.

The green teen's clothing was very different. He had on a green leather coat, black gloves covering his hands, and a trapper hat covering his head. Aside from his blue jeans, he looked like someone out of the arctic.

Dan shook his head, "No, I just ain't so sure about all the attention you could be getting with that," He said, pointing across the aisle.

They were sitting relatively close to the back, mostly because Ballad didn't want anything yo do with the neanderthals that inhabited the front. Or, as the greenie liked to say, "domiciled" in. Perks of being taught some big words by a tutor. Ballad looked towards his left towards where his friend was pointing, seeing a few people giving him odd looks. He merely scoffed, holding his hand towards his busmate to ease his worries.

Sadly, their relaxing bus ride was interrupted by a hulking behemoth threatening them.

Some of the other freashies close by visibly shuddered, leaning back in their seats as the gigantic hulk of plant matter started to walk back towards the front row. The green teenager simply harrumphed, the sound blocked out by the rumbling of the bus.

His friend tapped him on the shoulder, jabbing a finger towards the athlete's back pocket.

"Cash money! Mind if you try to nab it?" He said, a huge smile on his face.

"Fine," the green man replied after a few moments, "but if this turns out like that time during seventh grade, I'm shoving a textbook up your ass, got it?"

"Don't need to remind me, man." He replied, chuckling as Ballad stood up from his seat.

He stuffed his hands in his coat pockets, silently following the giant. It was a good thing the entire bus was more or less a cacophony of shouts, giggles, and overall noise, else his quick movements would've been picked up instantly. As he drew near the athlete, however, the bus lurched. He stumbled, grabbing onto a nearby seat, looking down towards the student who was unlucky enough to fall in Grundy's path.

The next few words that came out of Grundy's mouth was all the encouragement the green man needed to thrust his hand towards the wad of cash, smiling behind his scarf as he gave a thumbs up behind him. He let out a soft chuckle.

He looked back towards the huge hunk of plant matter staring at his hands, seeing the cash.

Time to become eloquent... he thought to himself as he glanced down towards his hands, rapidly pulling the dollars apart and making weird noises with them.

"You see, o being of decomposed autograph matter, I could not help but observe your outlandish and rather unacceptable behavior towards us in the back. I would ask for an apology, but I suppose a virescent piece of currency would do instead."

He shot a quick look that read "I'm going to fucking kill you," combined with white eyes, towards his friend, who nervously tugged the collar of his t-shirt. Now he just had to get out of the situation without getting into too much trouble.

Too much trouble, anyway.