Dumb detention is dumb (Francine, Alice)

[awesomness]

This is ridiculous.

If the detention room wasn't a power negating one, then the windows and desks would have exploded and the school would be in flames a long while ago. Unfortunately, Fritzi couldn't do that no matter how hard she tried. Stupid detention. The math teacher was practically asking to be possessed!

... Alright, Fritzi had to admit that she didn't know the math teacher had some power resistance, or at least enough to block her attack. Mein Gott, all she wanted to do was to force the teacher to let the class have a wild party and then proceed to have his hands tied tightly behind a toilet. Was that too much to ask? Well, maybe it was, but one had to admit that it would be awesome if Fritzi's plan worked.

She glared at the clock, which seemed to move slower and slower by the minute. Go faster, faster, faster... She was wasting precious time! She could be having her revenge on that stubborn little brat who tried to make her hair pink during Chemistry. It's a miracle how the whole lab didn't explode right then. She tapped her fingers on the wooden desk. Maybe Fritzi should have brought Victoria with her. That chick was fairly quiet... Although that cranky teacher over there looked as if she wouldn't be able to tolerate anything. How lame.

Fritzi sighed. She couldn't be the only one in here, could she? Either they were just good at getting away with things, were goody-two-shoes, or the teachers just hate her. They do hate her a lot. It's a bit obvious, really. She just hopes someone would come in soon, since the teacher looked like she was going to glare Fritzi to death, if that's even possible. Pfft... This is a superpower school, of course it's possible.

[keyatehspazz]

It was so obvious that the Principal and the Gym teacher had a thing for each other. So why was she getting a detention for using her pheromones and emotional manipulation to get him to confess? It wasn’t a crime or anything. Damn the Principals sensory power. It was for love!

Of course, this argument didn’t stop Francine from getting sent to the detention room. The Principal marched her there and made sure she stepped in before walking away. With a sigh, she walked up to the teacher in charge (who seemed to be glaring holes into the other inhabitant of the room) and handed him her slip. After getting a wave to go sit, she decided to pick the seat next to Fritzi, giving her a small wave.

After crossing her arms under her chest, she looked over at her white-haired companion and whispered over to her. “So, what are you in for?” When it came to the Germa- , excusez-moi Prussian, and interesting story was always sure to follow. She could get the full details after they were released, but she wanted to know at least the basics of what ended her up in the dullest room in the school.

(( I dunno if they were supposed to already know eachother, of if this was their first meeting or wut, so um... I can change it if its wrong orz ))

[lacie]

Today sucked a whole lot.

It wasn't often that Alice would use such uncouth language, but it was the only way she was able to express her feelings without spinning off into an unstoppable thread of curses. Or setting something on fire. Again.

It wasn't her fault that she'd set half the reference section of the school's library on fire. She hadn't meant to cause such a problem, but she was tired and cranky and math was hard, damnit! It was only the textbook she'd been planning on burning to a crisp, but things had quickly gotten out of hand, as they always did.

She'd never learn.

Alice fumed to herself inwardly as she stomped along the deserted corridors towards the detention hall. She didn't even bother to try and hide her anger, and simply burst through the door when she arrived and slammed it behind her - loudly - without saying a word.

She mentally took note of the two other people in the room and felt her foul mood worsen just a little bit. She most certainly did not deserve to be locked in the same place as these hooligans! But she couldn't just turn around and walk out again; the control freak within her seemed to shrivel up and die at the thought of breaking rules and getting into more trouble.

Instead, she headed straight for the desk in the furthest right hand corner of the room.

[awesomness]

Fritzi couldn’t help but to mentally (and almost literally) cheer when she saw Francine enter the detention room. She wasn’t going to have to deal with this lameness alone! She had a feeling that Francine was trying to meddle with the teachers’ love lives… most likely the Principal and that Gym teacher. Honestly, Fritzi couldn’t see why Francine would deal with the affairs of the teachers. Well, classmates are one thing, but teachers? Ugh, no thank you.

“So, what are you in for?” she heard her French classmate ask, just loud enough so that Fritzi could hear.

“Tried to possess the math teacher. You know, the one that hates me… the one who probably hates me the most.” Fritzi adds that last part since without it, there would still be a long list of teachers to go through. Hey, it wasn’t her fault that those teachers are lame, “I didn’t know that she had power resistance, but I was able to get a couple of her fingers stapled in the few moments I had a hold of her before I had to let go. Then I accidentally shattered the window with my… other power.” She didn’t like to mention her latent abilities (except to new people, but only to surprise them with her possession powers,) since she doesn’t have that much control over it. She sort of wishes that Francine was in some of her classes, for although she would never admit it in public, that emotional manipulation of hers could prevent a lot of students from going to the clinic.

“But you had to see the look in her face! It was fucking hilarious!” She laughed, but cut it off when strict-detention-lady glared right at her. Gosh, why do so many teachers here act as if they had a stick up their ass the whole day? “It looked like her head was going to shoot out like a rocket!” Fritzi said with a quieter voice. And what she said wasn’t really hyperbole, considering that there was a chance that the teacher could’ve done that literally… Fritzi decides then that she needs a list of teachers and their powers just in case, “Would’ve been funnier if I’d actually been able to lock her in the bathroom or a closet, though.”

((I guess the two should just know each other, and just act as if Alice isn't around because she dropped? ono))

[keyatehspazz]

Ah, Possession again. She figured as much. Chuckling, Francine listened to her story with interest. Fritzi always did something crazy during her possessions. She flinched slightly at the mention of power resistance. Lamest, yet one of the most useful powers ever. Francine couldn't help the small chuckle at the 'stapled fingers'. Oh, that must had be hard to get out of. Unless she stapled them to paper. Giving a solemn nod at her mention of her latent ability, she decided to ask her after she was done explaining the story.

She chuckled behind her hand as Fritzi laughed, shushing at the look from the teacher and giving Fritzi a mock-serious look and put her hand to her nose. The rocket joke made her snort and bite the inside of her lip.

"If you had locked her in a closet, you should get that one guy who can negate noise and have him use his power on the door." She offered, leaning back in her seat and adjusted her hair. Oh, it was always fun to pull pranks on teachers. And getting others in on it was just an added plus. "So, what exactly did you staple her fingers to? The desk?" She asked, propping her chin on her hand. "Or did you try the wall?"

"Oh! And did you hear the new rumor floating around the school?"

[awesomness]

"Yeah, I was planning on doing that, and it would've been so awesome if I did." Fritzi smirked at the thought. She'll make sure that it works next time, "I got her fingers stapled to the wall so that she was facing away from us and giving the middle finger. You really should have seen it- one of the best pranks I've done on a teacher! Though not nearly as good as our best prank..." The best one was when she got a male teacher in a mini-dress and had him try to do a lap dance on a toilet and have it recorded. Watching it still made her almost die of laughter (and a couple household items explode.)

Fritzi starts to tap her fingers on the desk again- an old habit she had when she learned to play piano at a young age (before those dreaded seizures.) This tapping doesn't hinder her at all- it was only rhythm and it was random, uncoordinated tapping.

The tapping stops and her ears perked up at what Francine says next. A new rumor? Of course Francine would know about it- she's like a Wikipedia of school rumors and relationships- but Fritzi had been too busy planning the prank she'd just talked about to eavesdrop over people's conversations to grab a new rumor here and there.

"Hm? I haven't heard anything new yet... What is it?" This ought to be a good one, and it probably will, since this is, after all, Francine that was telling her.

[keyatehspazz]

Hiding another smile behind her hand, Francine bit back the laughter that threatened to explode from her. Oh, the lap dance prank. She had to admit, the tripod was a good idea, because she was laughing too hard to hold anything straight. Oh, the times they had. There was a reason Fritzi was one of her dear friends. And she did use the Emotion manipulation on her anymore. That had stopped a long time ago.

“Ah, well apparently… You know who Vash is, right? The one with the weapon materialization? Short blonde hair that’s a little scruffy? Cheapskate, you know who I mean. Well, someone filled his locker with roses. Now, I would have been touched, but you know what he did? He got angry! Quelle sottise! And someone came up to help him with all of them. No one knows who did it, but whoever did helped out Raphaël.” Giving a small chuckle, Francine twirled a lock of hair between her fingers.

“He was the one who helped Vash. And then you know what he did? Asked him out to dinner! Ah, it must have been so sweet! Of course, Vash had to say yes, but people said he looked all embarrassed about it. As if it was a bad thing! Tsk. Well, I hope that they had a good date at any rate. I heard it might have been because of the valentine hook-up that’s going on. “

Francine reached into her pocket and pulled out a nail file (really, it was stereotypical of her, but when she had gotten it for a present, she couldn’t resist the temptation to carry it around like this). “I got a text from my date and we’re going to meet up this weekend at Le Motel for dinner. Soo Yong I think her name is.” Chuckling, she started filing and cleaning her nails. Really, how did they get this dirty? “Did you sign up for that?”