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“GET YOUR ASSES MOVING, BEFORE I DOUBLE THOSE LAPS!” Coach Error shouted at the lazy runners on the track.
A collective groan could be heard from almost the entire field as one idiot decided to back talk, “But what about Krystique, Coach? She hasn’t ran since that first day!”
If he wasn’t mad before, “TRIPLE LAPS, JUST FOR BEING A SMARTASS!” Error was Glitching and if he didn’t calm down he would start to break apart.
The girl in question, a young cat monster with snow leopard markings, left her place on the bleachers and placed a hand on Error’s shoulder. “Coach, it’s alright, he doesn’t know.” She spoke in low tones as his body slowly started to realign.
He turned to her and gave a quick smile that was normally reserved for the beloved art teacher, Ink. “Thanks.” He murmured, before returning to his stern demeanor. “Get your supplies, I’m sure Ink wants his favorite student to finish their assignment before you go to training after school.” He nudged her toward the bench where her camera and sketch book lay.
Picking up her items she quickly walked towards the art studio, smiling softly at the somewhat private exchange.
The air in the studio had completely changed from the normal, laidback, atmosphere. It turned colder as Krystique entered the room and greeted her teacher. “Good afternoon, Professor Ink.” She stated calmly, ignoring the harsh look from the otherwise gentle skeleton.
Putting her bag down, she grabbed an easel and canvas as well as some of the softer lead pencils. Gently, she began to sketch out her first figure, taking time to add the soft smile she had become privy to.
Near the window, Ink was fuming. He had been watching Error shout at the kids, when he saw his prize student calm the angry coach in an almost intimate way. That smile, the one that was only shown to him, was shown to a child! How dare she! She was always on the sidelines watching Error with a practiced eye, and then the private ‘training’ after school… he shook his head and attempted to casually stroll over to see what she was starting on.
He stiffened up as his quick glance turned into blatant staring at the rough image of his sweetheart smiling. There was another figure positioned towards Error, but it was only a rough outline. Never before had he wanted to ruin one of his students creations, to smash the canvas over his knee and burn the remains.
A sharp knock on the door brought him out of his brooding as Burgerpants entered the room. “Hey, Teach. Coach asked for Krystique to come early for training today.”
“Fine. You may leave.” Ink’s reply was short and full of relief. He knew that if she stayed any longer… she was gonna have a bad time.
Krystique packed up her supplies and took the canvas along with her. “Goodbye, Professor. See you in the morning.” Calling out in farewell as the jock escorted her to the gym.
“Damn, cuz, what did you do to piss off Ink?” Burgerpants whispered, leading her down a deserted hallway.
She shrugged, stepping into the women’s locker room to change into shorts and a tank top. She wasn’t sure herself what caused the dramatic change, but one things for sure, Professor Ink was jealous.