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hi guys this is inspired off of fok corruption 😋 Specifically the fact that he wanted to get the attention of the witches so he created havoc to get their attention but to no avail.
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"WOAH HELL YEAH CHUG THAT SHI!!"
Shadow Milk heard screaming all through out the party he'd thrown. It was at his house on a Friday night and everyone was getting high. People where tearing into the alcohol and drugs, fights were sparking, walls were being smashed; standard party activities. It seemed like the perfect party to him. It really was.
There was only one thing most people wouldn't consider to be "normal" for a party of this size.
His mom was home.
This would've been a huge concern for most people but not Shadow Milk. In fact it was quite the opposite.
There was one room that was hidden away and dead bolted from the inside. That is where his mom hid. And that is where she had been for years. Of course she would come out occasionally to heat up food, but every time his mom wouldn't pay him any attention. No, "Hi," never checking on him despite barely seeing him anymore. The amount of times he saw her was so low that he was convinced he could do almost anything and she wouldn't get in trouble.
Almost.
He was currently throwing one of the loudest parties he'd ever been to, the house smelled like vapes, and marijuana. She had to come out. She had to yell at him. He'd tried other things to get her attention like making her dinner, failing his classes on purpose, but none of it was crazy enough to earn her attention. This probably was.
Sitting outside of her door making a monster energy drink-vodka combination, he waited for her to burst open her door and start yelling. Nothing.
Kept watch and still nothing. By this point he was so focused on the door that he had tuned out the rest of the party. He was brought out of his concentration when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey Shadow, there's some dork crashing the party! Kick him out of here!"
Shadow Milk turned around sharply at the surprise of the hand. "Huh?" The warning hit him,"Wait, where!?" He scanned the party looking for who he was talking about. It wasn't hard to find the person he was talking about. Some dipshit dressed in all yellow wearing too much Vanilla perfume was failing to break up a drunk fight.
This infuriated Shadow Milk. He was trying to get the attention of his mother and this dimwit was trying to kill the glorious chaos he had made.
Rage filled him as he ran up to the out-standing yellow idiot. "Hey dipshit! Yeah, you! Who do you think you are trying to crash my party?" He yelled at the blonde. He ran up to him and shoved him against the nearest wall.
" Huh? They were fighting and I--"
"Yeah no shit they were fighting! This is a party with a shit ton of alcohol. Fuck off!" He grabbed the other by the collar of the shirt and forcefully dragged him out the front door.
It was only when the door was shut that he took a deep breathe and let some of his anger go. When he looked back at the crowd everyone was staring at him. "What? Get back to partying you losers!" That's all it took because everyone adjusted and got back into chaos mode. However, the fight died after that. Upsetting. That could've been a legendary fight.
Maybe it would've even gotten the attention of his mom.
He waited outside her door for the rest of the party. Nobody there knew what he was actually doing. They all just assumed that he was just watching the party from afar. Maybe he was tired or something.
But he was waiting. And he kept waiting. Just for the doorknob to turn. Maybe she would just peek her head out to see what was happening. But nothing.
The party failed. It was 5am and everyone went home yet the door had not budged. Not even the lock was undone. All the party had accomplished was making his house a mess.
He went to his room and sat alone, wondering what could've gone wrong. Why didn't this gain her attention? Not even her curiosity? Did she care so little about him that she couldn't even be bothered to look outside for one second to see what was happening?
Then it hit him. There wasn't enough chaos. Why? Because of that stupid goody-two-shoes that had broken up the fight. That could've been enough. But that dumb ass just had to ruin it all!
Rage consumed him as he thought of what could've been if the fight had happened.
He was going to make that yellow fuck pay.
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He hadn't seen that person at school before, however the only way he could've heard about the party was if he did go to the school.
At lunch he went to the library and looked through a yearbook for the previous year--- his sophomore year. The person didn't couldn't have been a freshman this year. He was definitely in there somewhere.
Finally he found him.
"Pure Vanilla"
What kind of loser name was that? Whatever. He had found him. Next step was finding his schedule, or at least where he ate at lunch.
He searched through some school archives and looked around but nobody had really heard of this loser, until he asked a person in student council.
He hated talking to these nerds. They were the ones always trying to maintain peace and order, but he knew that only someone just as "pure" was going to know who he is.
"Pure Vanilla? Oh! He's my best friend! Yeah he sits with me at lunch!" White Lily said. He had talked to Silent Salt --- even though they didn't get along great---- who told who told him he might be able to find Pure Vanilla through this person.
"Great, but where does he sit."
"Oh, we sit underneath the tree by the fence."
"The silver one?"
"Yeah! That one! Are you two friends?"
"Uh... Sure..."
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The rest of the day went slowly. Fortunately he was only going to have to wait until lunch for his fun to begin.
Finally the bell rang. By the time he got over to the tree the whole squad was there, including Eternal Sugars crush.
He approached them menacingly.
White Lily waved to him, not knowing he was there to fight the Vanilla one.
"Oh hey Shadow Milk! I didn't expect you to actually come join us!"
Shadow Milk smiled a bit too wide. " Yeah... Of course! Hey Pure Vanilla. Can I talk to you in private?"
"Huh? Um, okay..."
Pure Vanilla began to get nervous. He didn't recognize this person. He got up at walked over to the stranger. Unless- oh fuck this was the person who kicked him out of the party. It was too late.
Shadow Milk pushed him up against the fence and punched him.
His friends were quick to act--- he'd give them that. They dragged him off before he could even get two hits.
His vision was blurry as anger consumed him.
"Bitch! That's what you get for crashing my fucking party!"
Eternal Sugar's girl friend held him down on the ground as he struggled to get up. "Hold on, you punched him because he showed up to a party uninvited? I'm sure plenty of people did!"
He spit in her face. "Yeah but this idiot should've know he had it coming when he broke up a legend fight."
"Shadow Milk cookie. What is the meaning of this?!" He heard the voice of an adult from behind him and the people who had been holding him down let go.
He sat up and turned around to see the principal herself looking down on him, fuming.
"Report to my office immediately."
These idiots had actually told on him. What the fuck? This isn't kindergarten?
He turned back around to all of them gathering around Pure Vanilla asking if he was okay. Pure Vanilla wasn't paying attention to any of them though. He was looking at Shadow Milk with a gaze that said," I'm sorry for you. "
Disgusting. Should've punched him harder.