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* Today was not that bad in all honesty, Fresh was currently getting their bag, the first day coming to an end.
* They managed to get there before PJ did luckily, not wanting a repeat of this morning. But alas, they have school once again tomorrow. They did not know PJ’s schedule, neither did they even care for it, it does not involve them so they have no reason to care.
* They walked away somewhere else—soon hearing PJ get slammed into a locker while laughing,. ‘They are so fucking stupid’ Fresh thought, they never understood the jocks thought process—he always seeming to act more on his impulse than heart or brain.
* He sighed as he walked out of the building.
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* PJ on the otherhand. Undyne was the one who had slammed him into the locker, they were just roughhousing—Kate and BP laughing as well. “Alright Undyn’! Let me get my stuff!” He was still laughing while putting in his locker code, once he did, he grabbed his bag and shut it—Kate had walked off with BP to her locker, Undyne already had her stuff.
* “So PJ, what ya goanna do?” she asked, curious, both of his parents were teachers, so it normally was different for him. “Probably just stay here with dad, I have no clue where either of ‘em are though.” he sighed, taking out his phone. “Well good luck with that!”, she ran off, he leaned on the lockers, texting his parents.
* Once the hallways were cleared—there only being the kids of teachers and staff there left. PJ walked down the pretty much emptied halls and into the art room—where both of his parents were.
*”H3y PJ!” His father called “Sup dad.” PJ answered back, he looked over and saw Ink at his desk looking over papers with his noise-cancelling headphones on. Ink got easily overwhelmed and overstimulated by noise, so they were a good purchase.
* “So, where’s Pal, Gray, and Cil?” PJ questioned while sitting down, pulling his phone out. “Pal3tte should be with Goth in the l-l-libraRy, Cil is eit-either in the gym or music room, and Gray is either at h0me or at his school” “Hm, alright.” Was all that was spoken between the two—they were alright with that, neither being completely social anyways.
* Ink stood up once finished, stretching as they put their headphones around their neck. “Lets find the others!” He said with excitement in his voice, and so they did. PJ stuffed his phone in his pocket while Error followed.
* They were right on where everyone was, when they drove home, Gray was sitting at the doorstep—they probably forgot their keys.
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* The last three teachers in the building as always,,Mrs. Muffet and the Joku twins—as well as their kids. “They’re running late this certain day.” Mr. Nightmare spoke up among the group, he had kids yes, but only one went to this school. The other two went to the Bravery School —Underbravehigh— and they got dropped off, but they happened to be randomly late.
* “I—brother they should be here soon!” Dream spoke up, Mrs. Muffet was looking through papers. Nightmare sighed as he looked at the kid next to Dream—Lux. She was on her phone probably texting ‘That boyfriend of hers’ as Dream puts in.
* Just then the door opens, a teacher with two kids by her. “Crescent and Vignette.” She spoke, Nightmare nodded as he walked towards them, leading them in.
* Vignette scoffed as she was led, Lux gave her a soft and small wave. “Vig and Crescent, Incubux is already home. Muffet? Care to come along?” The darker twin always seemed anxious around the vice principal Muffet. “Of course dear. Goodbye Dream and Lux!” Lux waved goodbye as they left, closing the door behind them.
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* Fresh walked inside of its small apartment, they went into their room and changed into more of casual clothing rather than their school clothes. They were off work for today for some weird reason—probably due to school finally starting back up. They were lonely, only having their cat, Macabre, and their phone and the internet! Maybe a walk or two, but that was about it, a sad life isn’t it?
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* The jocks household,,it was big for sure, it housed four kids, two parents, and a cat! They all went into their respected rooms, PJ and Palette racing up the stairs, while Cil and Gray just talked. It was unusual for the house to be quiet, very unusual. Its size would probably predict that.
* Ink and Error were planning stuff for the students for the next few days, PJ was practicing basketball in the backyard, Palette was on call with Goth, and Cil and Gradient were playing some video game together. They were hectic but happy—right?