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Class Log Week 2

Characters: OPEN!!
When: Week two of Badfic Academy
Location: Badfic Academy
Summary: School is in session
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Warnings: The usual for big logs like this
Status: OPEN!

Each class is going to have a log. Please only respond to people who are in your class. The first poster should put their class (either A or B) in the subject line.

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[His eyes flutter open to see the sight of this girl holding what was left of the frog's innards. He covers his mouth, bolts straight up and heads to the nearest trash can. Already dizzy, he staggers and trips over a stool and hits his head on the brick before he could get there. Thankfully, he didn't hurl but he was certainly close.]

[she giggles and follows him over, practically skipping and kneels down next to him, her intestine filled hand close to his face.]

Is that your way of telling me that you want to eat this instead~?

[The smell was terrible. His eyes filled with tears from the suppressed nausea. He shakes his head quickly and pushes her hand out and away from his face. Gene was now desperate to get away from Minatsuki.]

No!

[In fact, he never felt this horrible since the day he saw what a bullet can really do and the last thing Gene wanted to do was to punch her. He still held on to the belief that boys should never hit girls.]

[she's cackling in return, and retracts her hand toward her own mouth.]

Oh~? All for me, then?

[she can take a punch if he really gets that desperate. she'll just punch him back. she uses her other hand to pick up the frogs spleen and dangles it in front of her own mouth]

[The display of disgusting proportions made his mind retract to the days when he was picked on in school for having a weak stomach when it came to biological sciences and anything that smelled rotting or grotesque. He ran out the door the moment he found his opening and didn't look back.]

[Minatsuki smirked. She didn't follow him this time, but dropped the organ onto her tongue anyway and chewed, thoughtfully.]

Tastes like chicken!

[She calls after him, quietly thinking - no, it doesn't taste like damn chicken, but she's had worse.]

You can have it!!

[He yelled his response which didn't sound manly but rather squeaky from his forced and strained voice.]

You pussy!

[she is going to enjoy having classes with him in the future~]

[He stops, collects himself and yells down the hall with his face hard.]

You're disgusting!! You can't be real!

[He steps closer toward the classroom.]

No one's that disgusting!

I don't know what you're talking about.

[If he were to look inside, he'd see her licking the frog blood from her hand - although she did dump the guts in the garbage can.]

I'm not disgusting.

[Once he collects his mind enough to form coherent and logical thoughts, his focus returns. He points to the side of his head.]

You're screwing with my head! Quit screwing with my head!!

[The closer he approaches, the more erratic his temperament.]

I'm not screwing with anything.

[She drawls this, finding this exchange downright hilarious.]

No?

[He stops about ten steps from the door and narrows his eyes.]

Okay so getting frog guts and putting them near my face, disfiguring the frog for the sake of your enjoyment to watch my movements become erratic and less than mature in handling my own issues, you exploited a weakness. Happy?

Very happy.

[she smiles at him, sucking on the tips of her finger]

[Gene storms back into the classroom and takes his seat. Now he's too pissed off to really care about his reputation.]

Wonderful.

[smirking, she slid back up to her own desk, picked up the tray with the passed out frog and skips over to his desk, plopping it in front of him.]

There. Your turn.

[He takes out his pen from his bag and hasn't noticed that she replaced the frog until he sat back up and stared at it.]

What's the point?

I did all the work for you last time. Your turn.

[Suddenly feeling sick wasn't on his mind. He didn't trust the girl that sat across from him.]

And what's to say that you're not going to take out its guts and repeat the performance earlier?

[He smirked. That frog wasn't as bad as what he witnessed her doing earlier.]

Nothing's saying that.

[Minatsuki is feeling coy, and demeaning and pats her stomach.]

Besides. I'm full.

[He gave a lopsided smirk and chuckled.]

Spoiled your lunch, huh.

[He picked up the scalpel and looked over his notes then carefully made his incision. The smell was overpowering and he wrinkled his nose.]

Yummy.

Isn't it?

[Determined to stay up in his grill, she hops up to sit on the desk and pokes her finger directly into the frogs guts]

Squishy, too.

[Pulling the skin back and using the pins to secure it, he pokes with his gloved finger and shuddered.]

Kinda like....snot only firmer.

[See, she wasn't wearing gloves, and licks her finger again. And for all her actions, she wrinkles her nose at that statement.]

That's gross.

[He laughs.]

Oh, this is coming from the girl that nearly chased me around the classroom with a disemboweled frog and eating the guts.

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