Venfuu-Detention

"Detention," the flimsy and lanky woman spat out with a despicable tone in her crackling, raspy voice.

"But-" Ventus said, out of breath from sprinting up the stairs. He breathed
in tiny, contained breaths.

"DETENTION," the teacher, the number of years old matching the number of wrinkles on her forehead, repeated sternly.

"I-" Ventus said, trying to explain why in the worlds he was late to class.

"Detention," the old teacher repeated for one final time, gritting her teeth in anger.

Ventus felt small, cowering over the unusally tall and slim lady. "O-Okay," he finally said, taking the pink detention slip with trembling and slippery fingers.

~~

There Ventus sat.

Alone.

"I thought there'd be more people..." he thought quickly to himself, eyeing the entire room through the corners of his eyes.

"The teacher isn't even here..."

Suddenly, the door opened.

Jumping slightly with the sudden motion, an exhilarated Ventus stared to see who would be walking through the door.

The same, nasty old teacher lady faced him.

"You are the only one who recieved detention today, Ventus," she said, nodding quickly as she spoke.

"Ew..." Ventus thought, staring at the mole on her upper lip.

"So I will not be here to lecture you. I have a life! You will be very well disiplined by one of the school's greatest disciplinarian."

"That's so gross" Ventus muttered, not at all paying attention.

A girl with dark purple hair walked in, a long yardstick in her hand.

"Her name is Fuu, Ventus," the teacher said.

"Nasty," Ventus said, not meaning to talk out loud. Once he realized that he said it, he found himself covering his mouth with both hands, in complete shock.

Fuu faced Ventus with her hands on her hips.

"Hey, wait, isn't she a student here?" Ventus asked, now confused.

With no one bothering to answer Ventus' question, the teacher walked away, leaving Fuu and Ventus alone.

~~

"I'm Ventus!" Ventus said, smiling as he leaned on the top of the desk, getting ready to take a nap. "But call me-"

"Sit straight," Fuu snapped, tapping Ventus' shoulder with the yardstick.

"Yes ma'am!!" Ventus said, stiffly sitting straight in his desk.

"So. We have geometry in the same class, righ-"

"Hush," Fuu said, whacking Ventus' head with the stick.

"Ow!" Ventus exclaimed, frowning. "Sheesh, I was just trying to make conversati-"

"No talking," Fuu said, again whacking him with the yardstick.

"Ow!!" Ventus exclaimed, glaring at Fuu.
"Fine fine," he said. "I'll be quiet."

Fuu was smirking in satisfaction.

Then, Ventus sat, straight of course, absoluetly silent.

Fuu whacked him on the head with the yardstick.

"What was that for!?" Ventus exclaimed, standing from his seat and facing Fuu directly.

"Hand slipped," Fuu said, gently pushing Ventus with one hand to seat him back in his chair.

She was smiling.

~~

Impatiently, Ventus stared at the ticking clock.
"When do I get out of here?" he thought, and kept thinking.

Fuu leaned by the teachers desk reading a book with her yardstick close by, her eyes secretly eyeing Ventus.

"So..." Ventus said, looking towards Fuu. "Let's start over! I'm Ventus. But call me Ven."

Fuu put her book on the desk, folding the corner of the page so that she wouldn't lose her place, and then walked over to Ventus.

"Once," Ventus said, trying to start a delightful conversation. "I ate a worm."

"So?" she asked.

"So, what?" Ventus replied, trying his hardest to smile.

"Edible bug."

"It tasted really weird..."

Fuu shrugged, as if she didn't care.

"And..." Ventus continued, unable to take the hint. "I swallowed a penny."

"Okay?"

"...And...I eat paper."

This time, Fuu laughed a little.

"Weirdo."

"I digest a lot of weird stuff..." Ventus added in deep thought.

Fuu rolled her eyes, laughing.

"Hey, she's cute when she laughs..." Ventus thought, a wide smile spreading across his face.

"I swallowed helium
once and my voice got really high. As you can tell, the helium hasn't completely worn away..."

Fuu laughed hard. "Freak!" she exclaimed.

Ventus smiled in accomplishment, placing his hands behind his head.

"Ah...Fuu..." Ventus said.

"Hm?"

"Can we start over again? I'm not really that weird..."

Fuu smiled as she nodded.

Ventus sighed, tired of repeating himself already two times.

"My name's Ventus, but call me Ven."

Just before Fuu could reply, the bell rang, and detention was over.

"Oh..." Ventus said, standing up.

"Ma'am?" he asked Fuu in his best student voice.

"I think you should give me another detention for tomorrow. I was talking in detention, wasn't I?"

Fuu was smirking as she handed him a pink slip, knowing that she'd be stuck with him the next day.

And for the rest of the school year, Ventus found a way to receive detention every single day.
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