Breakfast Of Champs (Open)

[Cody Travers]

ShhhShhhHHhShhhhSHHHHShshhhhSHHHSHhHhh..

It got louder, as the footsteps marched down the warped halls of the establishment, along with something.. Dragging, slightly at his feet. The large teen moved closer towards his first destination stepping ever so quickly, letting the small bit of metal that was shaped into a chain drag slowly across the ground, letting all in his presence know that he was here.

And attached to that chain, was a cufflink, for a handcuff. On the one end, dragging on the ground, the other end.. Stuck to his wrist. It would sound as it would jump to the floor arrangement, sometime. But that really didn't matter right now.

His body movement.. Slightly hunched, as today was nothing too special by any means, for everything seemed to be going awry the minute he'd arrived at school.. Or was it before that? Let's see.. Waking up late, and among other things, forgetting to eat. That was important.. Still, moreover, the feeling had left a distraught feeling in his stomach. Which, wasn't good. It was rather painful actually.

There was really no explicit reason to be feeling this crummy either..

Finally, stopping at his banged up locker door, he'd open it up. Peering inside, he'd view the contents, as he'd throw the useless ones out.

.. Gum wrappers, nope.

.. Extra bandages, nope.

.. 8 month old fruit roll up.. Ew.

He'd make sure to toss that right away.

Ah, there it was, a few dollar bills that made him smile with satisfaction, heading off to the cafeteria as he almost forgot to close his locker, his stomach sounded off as he'd turn around to leave.

...

He finally had it in his hands, and couldn't wait to dig into it. A nice breakfast bagel, all his. Cheese, and bacon, smushed in between two nicely well done rolls of a bagel. Clutching it like it was his pride and joy as he exited the cafeteria. He could already taste it's succulence, ever anxious to get it out of the wrapper. Mmm.. Just it's feel of heat past the checkered wrapped made him hungry, as he smirked like a small child on christmas heading down the stairs, quickly unfolding the wrapper on his way down, trying not to giggle to himself, as that would look stupid.

And there it was, peeking out at him.

That bagel, just sitting there. Waiting to be eaten.

Cody opened in his mouth wide, as he moved ever closer to take a bite..

*THUD*

A sudden jolt pushed his hands, and with that, the bagel fell down, as if it was slow motion.. Cody watched slowly, as it sunk deeper and deeper towards the ground, slowly.. Towards its demise. Floating, as if gravity were taunting him, but he couldn't move fast enough to grab it.

It wasn't fair, as the bagel hit the ground.

Someone had pushed his meal for the day, out of his hands.

He could only stare at the ground, as the bagel sat there, now dirty with the markings of the ground. Suddenly, he twitched. Not bothering to look at the figure who'd knocked the bagel out of his hand. Balling his hand into a fist, he looked to his left.

There was a kid walking, smiling..

*WHACK*

.. Not anymore!

The fist had reached the kid's face, before he even had time to react, sending him flying to the ground. A one knock out punch. He held it there for a moment, before sliding his fist back down.

"God damn it, that was my last two dollars.. And my meal for the day.."

[Zack Asiv]

And thus sweying almost behind the kid was a brown paper bag, markings on the bag where sure to read Fat Burger. A freshly made Fat Burger Belt Buster was inside with large fries. Holding the bag was the supervisor Mr. Asiv. The hand holding it was extended towards the boy.

"Well, why not eat this then.... And not hurt my students. Ever think he mite of not been the one to push it out of your hands, or that it was an accident, or maybe he'd be willing to give you another two bucks to replace your food."

Asiv would wait for the kid to accept or deny his food. Zack could always go get more if he needed to. Of course he had his fill of Fat Burger for the day anyways. Double Bacon Belt Buster combo. Good stuff. Of course it would probably be hard to tell him apart from the other odd balls of the school, given he had green hair, and brown eyes, even though one was a lighter color than the other.

[Cody Travers]

His stomach growled with the unsatisfaction of the hunger that was going on within his innards. This was definetly twisting him up inside, he needed food, and he needed it now. Otherwise, he'd start to get a little rowdy. Perhaps even a little bit more violent compared amongst other things. But hunger was what drove many people to madness.

.. Then again, there were several things that were driving anyone to insecurity.

Besides the now.. Dirty.. Mess on the floor, Cody looked down. red drained out of the young boy's nose that he'd just punched. Adorning a bit of a disgruntled look, this was bound to be some sort of mandible issue. Clenching his fist, he looked away, he didn't know weather or not to help the boy up.. Or not, or just walk away. He looked back to his now flattened sandwich. This was going to be a long day indeed..

When a bag was extended, right to his face.

The blond could only read the words..

'Fat Burger'

Fat Burger..?

He'd heard about this joint, said that eating one of those suckers would fill you up for a day, but it was about as greasy as a grandma dipped in cooking oil..

Perish the thought, please.

He peered up to see a man that was holding it out to him, someone that didn't look familiar.. Perhaps a new teacher?

"Well, why not eat this then.... And not hurt my students. Ever think he mite of not been the one to push it out of your hands, or that it was an accident, or maybe he'd be willing to give you another two bucks to replace your food."

He eyed the bag, then the man again, yes.. Indeed. "His students".. Must've been a teacher of some sort.

He laughed, before swiping the bag from the man's hand, peering inside it. Looking at the moist, grease filled wrapper, along with a big set of oversized honking fries.

To answer his question.. Though..

".. You kidding me? In this school? No, no and no, in that order." He sneered.

"Besides." He opened the bag slowly, reaching inside and pulling out the Fat Burger, about twice the size of his hands.

".. Something even more worse could have happened to him later on during the day, and I just saved him from it." He looked down, the grounded teen now twitching. He snickered.

Slowly unwrapping the wrapper, he'd peeky at the grease filled monstrosity that was before him, all dressed up in pickles, lettuce, onions.. The works, baby! Boy, did it look delictable. It practically oozed fat, but it looked so inviting.

He'd take a bite of the massive burger, satisfying the hunger he had.

But that left one thing, a teacher had openly witnessed him punching another student.

With his mouth full..

"So, what are you going to do next? Cart me down to the Principal's Office? Or the headmaster? Or whatever they call it now, Mr. Teacher-man?"

[Zack Asiv]

The boy was interesting, he knew someone who thought like him. A close friend of his actually, but that was for later. Apparently, the kid was down and not liking the hurt face. Who would. The kid went to eating the food and realized he had done something wrong. Asiv looked between the two a bit then finally looked back at Cody.

"There'd be no reason. The Headmaster is away on business. Though we could always talk more on why you think what you did was justified if you care to explain it to me."

He did not lie, the Headmaster was away on business. Mr. Kauffman. He simply did not tell him that he was the Supervisor, there was nothing wrong with that, and with Asiv around the kid would most likely not come to anymore harm. So he didn't have to care to the kid for now.

Asiv would move lazily to sit down at one of the cafeteria tables near enough to Cody to talk.

"Your saying by hurting him less you saved him from worse later? I'm curiouse to know why you believe that."

[Cody Travers]

He felt the hunk of fat hit his stomach like a ton of bricks, things like this always made anyone who ate them very sluggish indeed. Of course, this was the junk that was coming from Fat Burger, that fattiest place on earth, where 90% of all obese people came from.. The rest coming from McFondles.

.. Ah heck, he'd work it off later.

Whatever the case, this teacher-man obviously had a bit of a bone to pick, probably to pay off what Cody would now owe him through partial bits and pieces of his burger.

"There'd be no reason. The Headmaster is away on business. Though we could always talk more on why you think what you did was justified if you care to explain it to me."

Well, since he just wanted a story..

Cody shrugged, there was no point in fighting it, besides. Since Mr. Headmaster was on business.. Kaufman, I believe they called him. That made things a little.. On edge for the teachers, wouldn't you say?

Regardless, the way this fellow talked, almost made him seem like some sort of guidance counselor.

He laughed, placing the bag of fries in the hand with his burger, and slowly picked the twitching, grounded boy up by the collar and carted him off to the side of the hallway, to keep him out of harms way.. And to make sure nobody stepped on his face.

But, what was clearly perplexing, was Mr. Teacher-Man taking a seat at one of those grimy, cafeteria tables.. You'd think he'd have an office somewhere? Whatever.. Time was cealry of the essence.

Cody would step over, taking his seat in the chair, placing the bag on the table, of greased up fries.

He'd take another bite.

Nom, nom nom.

"Your saying by hurting him less you saved him from worse later? I'm curiouse to know why you believe that."

He smiled, lightly.

"Allow me to enlighten you, Mr. Teacher-Man!" He said cheerfully.

"Picture this..

.. Timmy, we'll call him. Is having a wonderful day, but suddenly, there's class! So he grabs his books and heads off to class! But wait! Suddenly, there's a pop quiz! And he didn't study! And furthermore, let's say a big boy, like myself, stops him in the hall for his homework!"

He'd take another bite of that burger.

Mm.. Did it ever taste good.

".. Now, I could have saved him from those things today.. IF they would have happened.. That's how I think I helped him.. Sir."

He smiled.

"Or at least.. I might've cleared up whatever allergy he would have. Or perhaps he was sick and needed a good nose running!"

He'd pause.

".. Or maybe there was just too much blood in that kid's head, don't you think? Mr. Teacher-Man?"

[Zack Asiv]

Asiv listened, he didnt mind being called Mr Teacher-Man it was amusing to him, he couldn't help picturing himself in tights patrolling schools as Mr. Teacher-Man! But that aside he had listened, seemed this one had been fucked with one too many times. Maybe something pretty bad happened to him while staying here. Or those handcuffs where any example as to what has happened to him.

"So... Your one of those then? I can see where you would think these things, you remind me of an old friend of mine. You know, people aren't always how you think they are. You dont have much faith in people do you?"

Asiv was curious to see what exactly his problem was. Had he been troubled by others? Was it the school system? What brought out all this anger? It was amazing to similarity to that man to this kid. Could that anger be focused in anyway? Pointed in a certain direction like that man?

[Cody Travers]

Cody hated being pegged. It was stupid, as he considered to be one of the only people that didn't really care for what people said about it, or himself for that matter. Looking at the way that people talked, walked.. It was just a part of their well being. There really wasn't much to talk about, but if you judged people by their cover, why.. That would be just plain rude. However..

Cody did have his own, point.. And Mr. Teacher-Man having his own different points. Normally, anyone would of have just challanged him by now, but things weren't going to get that out of hand by now.. Or were they?..

Cody continued to bite out of that delicious burger, enjoying every single bit of it with some more to boot, not bothering to touch the fries yet.. That at the same time would be a heart attack with a side of fatness.. But something struck him as the Teacher-Man began to speak.

.. heh.. Teacher Man.

"So... Your one of those then? I can see where you would think these things, you remind me of an old friend of mine. You know, people aren't always how you think they are. You dont have much faith in people do you?"

That hit home.. Somewhere in the ballpark, but home indeed. He stopped eating a bit of his burger and slowly lowered his arms a bit tog et a good look at Teacher Man.

"Those? What do you mean.. Those?" He asked with a serious tone.

But people.. People didn't matter to Cody, as long as they didn't need help, they would be fine.

".. Look, Teacher-Man. People are stupid. People are odd. People are.. Well.. They're predictable really.."

Those handcuffs on him said a lot about his dislike for people, people who they thought were his adoring fans, people who treated him like some sort of glorified hero.. And now, they put him behind bars, accusing him and tracing him back to sad points.

".. No, I don't have much faith in people. They screwed me over big time. So why should I show any sympathy towards them, hm?.."

He took a sigh.

".. You must hate people too, don't you Teacher Man? having to deal with people like us every single day? I'm pretty sure the first thing on your mind when you saw me was; Why don't I beat the shit out of this kid, to show him some manners! Am I right?!"

He was starting to become a little agitated.. Teacher Man had poked the bear.. let's hope he knew how to deal with it.