Sam's P.O.V
I was dragged home by drew, when we get home I start making notes of everything Iida said to the lov.
After I do that I make dinner, the whole time I was making it drew was raging in how mad they were at Iida and how suspicious he is and blah blah blah. I guess this is the punishment for being easy to talk to.
The time drew shut up was when I have them their food, I sat down and ate my food with them, it was silent as we ate
Drew's P.O.V
This is one of the times my brain works at 100mph, I always have to make the most of it or else I'll get burntout quickly. But damn was I on a roll, fueled by rage and curiousity.
After dinner, I started doing the thing that mom's do: 'rage cleaning'. Unfortunately since Weirdo cleaned after us, there was a lot to clean, but damn I scrubbed them plates in ways they've never been scrubbed.
When I finished cleaning, I ran downstairs and started rage training. It was good. Sam was probably judging me this whole time. Oh well.
Unfortunately when I was finished, my whole body hurt so I struggled to walk up the stairs, but when I did, I walked up another flight of stairs and flopped straight into bed.
Sam's P.O.V
Oh how I wish I filmed drew. Their rage cleaning was the funniest thing I have ever seen.
I didn't do everything when I was mad, I just sat there in my madness. I walked up the stairs and I went to sleep,the next day I woke up and made myself tea with lemonade in it, you already know the drill
Drew's P.O.V
Ah, there it is: morning burnout. Fun.
Getting out of bed was like trying to nail jelly to a wall; it keep falling off and going back to sleep befire it's roomate drags it out of bed and throws it's uniform at it.
You can guess what happened. My head felt dizzy and my limps were so close to falling off. I felt my knees shake below my body, or was my body shaking too? Who knows.
Anyways, we eventually get to school after what felt like hours (It was definitely just a few minutes).
First was homeroom.
Patting his papers on his desk, Yamada spoke up, "Today you'll all be picking you hero names!" He yells, throwing the paper which only had pictures of pro heros on them. "Alright pass down the wipe boards, one each my little listeners,"
Sam's P.O.V
I had headphones on during class, I was listening to the song love the way you lie, it's a really good song y'all should Listen to it.
The teacher comes and takes my headphones off "if you are listening to something why don't you play it for the whole class?" The teacher said, I'm going to get my headphones at the end of class. The teacher re-explans what we are going to do, I already have an idea of my hero name, look at Alex who was sitting on my right. We both had ideas for what we would be called
Drew's P.O.V
Well, ideas, ideas, ideas. I've not been in this world so long to the point where I can base it off of another hero that 'inspires' me. I don't have a memorable power, plus it's not even something I use often. The only thing that is memorable about me is the insane ammount of things I wield.
Wielder? Ew no, sounds weird. Knives? Sounds villian-y. Edge point? Sounds like Edge shot, can't use that. Plus it sounds weird.
Slamming my head on the table, my wipeboard slumped out of my hand as some people watcged due to the sound of me slamming my head on the desk.
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FantasyA fanatsy type story where @tinywhales13 and @Virgil_as_a_angel are transported to various fandoms to complete quests set by an omniscient voice.