Mark Garcia POV
'' ayayay '' why am i the only one getting punished? others laughed too, you know.
But considering the metal melting glares in Smith's eyes, i decided that it would be wiser to stay quiet for now. And what do you know, it worked. the beast in human form got distracted by the dark skin beauty that is our class president.
'' i think he had enough Smith, please '' the last word seem to convince her of my innocent, cause she just huffed *huh* and turned away.
God my head, i feel like my entire head is one giant bruise, like Usopp in drum island, thanks a lot Vivi.
'' Hey Garcia '' my train of thoughts (self whining ) got interrupted by my savior '' that animated serie you talked about, is it japanese? ''she asked while Reading the newspaper.
'' Actually its anime '' and there she goes looking at me like that again, i better answer quickly before she throw me overboard '' which is japanese, yeah, why? "
She just ignore me, looking at the paper with a hard to read expression, whatever is going on, Young seem to pick it up too, cause he extended his hand to her asking.
'' can i take a look?'' his face is harder to read, but i could tell that he isn't reading only looking at it, seemingly in thought.
curious i tried to get closer to see what's wrong with the paper, emphasis on tried, cause apparently i wasn't the only one who noticed, which led to all of us crowding around the boy genius trying see what's with this newspaper.
[ revolutionaries blow up a general's house] i managed to take a glimpse at the title written in bold letters.
revolutionaries? What revolution?
''revolutionaries? What revolution?" To think that i, would have the same train of thought as that Neanderthal named James, am very despointed with my self.
'' its written in japanese '' clarified Martinez, wait what?
'' the hell you talking about, its not written in..." Huh, what do know, it is written in japanese "...huh, i didn't know i can read japanese " continued the dumb neanderthal.
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" You can't read it, James " the Always helpful shadow tried to help his master, to no avail.
'' i am Reading it right now " i take it back, neanderthals are much smarter then that.
First that weird bird (i liked him) that looks a lot like a news coo, and now this strange newspaper in japanese (which i can read apparently), there is no doubt about it, i am in the world of...
" That doesn't mater right now " the president said, cutting the conversation between the two dumb dumbs. And snatching the mysterious newspaper from Young's graspe.
Wait, what did she just said? it doesn't matter?
" It isn't? " Asked Young,the way he talks, i sware if he wasn't half-asian you'd think his related to john wick.
" We can Handel this later " she lifted the mystery paper in her hand indicating what she's talking about, then spread her arms dramatically.
" look around you "She seems to pause at that.
Oh right, the whole 'middle of the sea' thing, totally forgot about that. Almost as if Reading my mind she continued.
" We're in the middle of the f*cking sea, on some wooden boat. and i can't seem to remember how i got here, does any of you?"
...i... Actually don't...i remember going back to class because i forgot my backpack and it inside it. Then... Thats it. My hand instinctively goes to my right jeans pocket to check it, still there.
" From everybody's expression, i am guessing non of you do? right?"
Everyone started looking at each other (including me). We all seem to be in different stages of confusion and fear.
" Like i said before, if we want to survive, we need to get ahead of the problem. So Moore what did find out about this boat?"
I turn looking for the name owner, to find him next to the cabin door, away from everybody else, he must've been checking the boat while we were busy with the mystery newspaper.
" Well..." he started talking while walking toward us, everybody's attention on him "...this is the first Time i ever see a boat like her, but you could tell a few things from simple observation "
" Her?" Sam took that pause as chance to ask
"Such as?" the president asked, not letting the conversation derail, and by her tone everybody could tell that she won't tolerate any more interruptions, does the fact that i like watching him cower behind James right now make me a Bad Guy?
" Well, first she's brand new, you can tell by the smell of freshly dried paint, how clean it is, and many other small things like that "
I totally noticed that too, yeah.
"Second, this is a fishing boat "
" Why would you say that" nobody even dare to open their mouth right now, letting the dialogue flow between the two of them.
" Because..." He said, then walked into the door of the samll cabin opening it for us to see, inside was nothing just a wooden stick about 3 feet tall protruding from the ground.
" There is no beds or a toilet, people are not meant to stay more then a few hours on this boat "
God am happy i unloaded this morning, no wait that was Yesterday since it looks like it's morning now.
" Finally, there is that compartment "
Everybody looks back were we were standing bareilly a minute ago, but i don't see anything.
He pass through us to where we were, and knelt to slide his fingers in a hollow point in the floor, which i totally knew was there the whole time، he started pulling revealing a hidden wooden stairs, mystery stairs.
From this angle i can't see much but a wooden wall and floor, but that was enough for me to deduce that, even Ben Anderson the shortest guy in class (posibley school) will have to bend his head down to stand there, too bad he isn't here right now.
" Hey Anderson i think we just found your house, huhahaha" James started laughing at his own stupid joke, wait he's here. Before i begin searching for him i heard his booming cheerful voice to my left side back.
" Cool can i go in first " hearing him talk Always remind me of Naruto, a short, black haired Naruto with European descent.
" Ahh, sure go ahead " the boat expert seemed at lost of words first, but after a quick glance at the president he stepped aside, letting the shorter boy down the stairs.
" Wow, you guys should see this " he said excitedly.
" What whats down there?" Asked Smith eagerly, honestly i don't blame her, i fell for that so many times.
" Its a whole lot of cans and barrels " yep, saw it coming a mile away. He doesn't really do it on purpose its just his way of talking, like his exited about everything.but the blonde doesn't seem to know that.
" Are you making fun of me you little sh*t " she stomped angrily towards the hatch and i can already see poor ben's grave, oh non wait, he got saved by the president, standing in Smith's path.
" Don't forget where we are, we need to act rationally " the staring barely lasted more then 3 seconds, but there was this charge in the air that made it seem much longer, before the blonde oni gave up on drowning the short fool and stepped back.
After saving yet another teenager's life, our president turned to Oliver.
" Am going down " but before she did that she tuned again, this time towards us, her gaze a silent warning 'don't do anything stupid while am gone!' that everybody seem to get it, i could've sworn that she lingered when she came to me but thats probably just my imagination.
" Excuse me " a tap on my shoulder diverted my attention to the ginger headed girl behind me.
" Yes? Martinez right?" I never were much of a talker (except when it came to anime) not to mention talking to girls.
" You can just call me mia " my simple nod left an awkward silence that lasted a second, before she thankfully broke it.
" That bird from before what did you call it? " She asked.
" You mean the news coo?" I answered her question with mine.
" A news coo...and what is its species?" She started writing in a small notepad which she pulled from god knows where, and asked another question, this one a little harder.
"Uuh, a coo...i guess " i never paid much attention to the coo ( coo? Coos? Whats the plural of a coo) before.
" So you're saying that they are their own species? Are there defrent subspecies like say a mail coo?"
"...uuh..." This time i got stumped, luckily someone else answered for me.
" There are only news coo " i didn't know Olivia Brown watch one piece.
" Why was he wearing a hat, and doesn't it interfere with his flight " she fired again not lifting her head from the notepad, i don't even think that she noticed that i wasn't the one answering anymore.
" Hey, Williams, Miller, get down here " the president's voice came from the floor. no, from under deck, i am a sailer now.
James seem to mumble something under his breath with an anoyed expretion, but he gets down there nonetheless, and his shadow right behind him.
Does she want to get thos barrels up? whats in them?
"... just like phones?" Brown just nods at that, what the hell? I lost track of the conversation for 2 seconds, how did they get from news coo to den den mushi?
" Is it possible for multiple people to all talk together with each other?" She really does ask the hard questions.
" You mean like all at the same Frequency?" I decided to help Brown a little.
" Well i don't really remember it coming up in the show, but i don't see why not, i mean when a black den den mushi listen in on people's calls, you can hear both ends of that call right? " i got so ingoused in the talk so fast i totally missed Brown silentely signaling me to stop, and by the time i noticed it was too late.
" Black den den mushi? What other types are there? What does each one do? Is there a type that..." Damn it, i dug my own grave, well at least am not alone. wait, where is Brown!!? She's gone !!!
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*BAM*
The sound of the big wooden chest hiting the floor seem to pull her attention away, finally freeing me from this endless (barely more than 3 minutes) interrogation,for someone who enjoy talking about his favorite anime, i didn't like this conversation.
" Can we circle back to this later? "She asked,YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME AGAIN, WITCH!!! i calmly nodded my head at her.
By the time we reached everybody, i noticed the president grinding her teeth, holding a golden key in the right hand while the left pulling Ben by the collar, that guy just doesn't seem to catch a break.
"...you idiot " what ever he did must have really pised her off, but she let go, and walked to the chest.
" What did we miss? " i asked the closest one to me.
" Cans, food. Barreles, water. Chess, unknown" which is the half-asian baba yaga.
Luckily i speak wick. basically, the cans are canned food, the Barreles are filled with fresh water, and nobody knows whats in the box
*Cleack*
The sound of the lock opening draw my and everyone's attention, and when the president pulled the lid, my breath stoped. in there stood not 1, not 2, but 5 fruits, each one a different color and shape than the others, but they all share the same swirly pattern on them.
There is no denying it, there is no mistaken it, those are f*cking...
" Swirly fruits?"
Mark my words, one day i am going to punch this insulte to all Neanderthals every where so hard, his gonna forget his own name.