02-22-2016, 04:50 AM
Visions flashed through the sleeping boy's mind as he slept. Nerds and dorks huddled in terror before Kanda's mighty bullying prowess. They felt the pain of his wedgies, the sting of his Indian Burns, and the shame of his swirlies. Their lunch money filled his wallet to bursting, yet it was never enough to satisfy his greed. The preppy girls hung upon his arm and trailed in his wake, each jealous of the attention the others got, but unwilling to give up on such a specimen of manliness. Even the teachers feared him; his grades becoming to subject of astonishment in all academic circles. Kanda was a king. The King of Omniverse High.
With a soft snort, Kanda awoke for paradise. His eyes fluttered open, as his mind shook off its grogginess. What had woken him up from such a fantasy world? Well... perhaps it was the large, meaty hand on his shoulder applying gentle pressure as it shook him ever so slightly. Attached to the hand was a red-haired man in a sharp business suit, a warm smile on his lips.
"Hey there, sleepy-head. Were you having a good dream?"
Kanda blinked slowly, moving to a seated position to stare at the weirdo.
"Sorry to wake you," Ganondorf began in a comforting tone, before his face and voice sharpened to a fine point. Anger colored his words and face in dark shades. "But skipping class is severely frowned upon at Omniverse High, young man. As is sleeping when one should be learning. Congratulations, truant. You've earned yourself an afternoon with your's truly. And if you'd rather not have to spend time with me all week, I strongly suggest you get your rear end to your class. Understood?"
With a soft snort, Kanda awoke for paradise. His eyes fluttered open, as his mind shook off its grogginess. What had woken him up from such a fantasy world? Well... perhaps it was the large, meaty hand on his shoulder applying gentle pressure as it shook him ever so slightly. Attached to the hand was a red-haired man in a sharp business suit, a warm smile on his lips.
"Hey there, sleepy-head. Were you having a good dream?"
Kanda blinked slowly, moving to a seated position to stare at the weirdo.
"Sorry to wake you," Ganondorf began in a comforting tone, before his face and voice sharpened to a fine point. Anger colored his words and face in dark shades. "But skipping class is severely frowned upon at Omniverse High, young man. As is sleeping when one should be learning. Congratulations, truant. You've earned yourself an afternoon with your's truly. And if you'd rather not have to spend time with me all week, I strongly suggest you get your rear end to your class. Understood?"