Chapter 3: Exam Failure
That night, as the door remained closed in the dark room, the door opened up before someone zoomed inside. After a few moments, a figure started rising up in the shadows, glaring before pulling the covers. In the bed, the sleeping Bowser lied on the messy bed.
Bowser: (sleep mutters) I don't want to go to school, I'm not wearing any clothes. He-he-he.
Leaning near Bowser, Snake smirked a bit, holding the glue as he hiss chuckled. A bit later, the demons and monsters shouted as they partied at the halls, some spraying the walls with one playing the broom like a guitar. At that moment, the party stopped as Bowser's arm was seen.
Bowser: All right! Okay!
Then, out came Bowser with shining tin on himself with a sly chuckle with Snake hi-fiving another demon.
Bowser: (glares) Very funny, snake breath!
Snake: You look great, Bowssser.
Bowser: If you think getting rid of my looks would make me look stupid, you're wrong!
Snake: Wow. You're sssstill on that? I'm sssurprised you didn't get into a ssschool for being handsssome.
Bowser: Shut up! You know, if you're gonna prank someone, the least you could do is think of something clever.
Snake only smirked, using his tail to flip the switch to turn off the lights. When that happened, flashlights hit him as the shining tin sparkled around with disco music playing and everyone dancing, confusing the koopa.
Bowser: What? What's happening? (looks around) I don't get it.
Just then, Bowser yelped as he was dragged. Later, the frowning Bowser was hung on the ceiling as slow cheesy 80s music was heard as Snake ate a chip.
Snake: (chuckles) I love college.
He used a camera, snapping the photo of Bowser as he glared.
Bowser: You are soooooo getting beaten.
The next day, at the class, Gerson looked sternly to the class lining up.
Gerson: Ready position. Common crouch.
They quickly showed the pose.
Gerson: I want to see matted fur and yellow teeth. (fixes someone's tongue) Basic snarl.
Gerson: Show me some slobber.
He passed by the growling Bowser.
Gerson: Drool is a tool, kids. Use it.
Snake growled softly.
Gerson: Now here is a demon who looks like a scarer!
As he passed by the shocked Bowser, the turtle glanced at everyone.
Gerson: You want a hope of passing this class? Then, you better eat, breathe and sleep scaring.
Snake only smirked, making clicking noises while pointing to the koopa as he glared and acted like roaring. Later, Bowser approached the calendar next to his bed, pushing his plush aside, marking an "x" on it. In the library, Bowser took some books below, then used a ladder to take one above, then he came to one book a student was sleeping on, taking it as the demon snorted and awoke in a daze. A bit later, Bowser looked at a Scare Technique marked, "Cobra Hiss", putting it down before growling at the mirror.
Bowser: Grah! Rahr!!
He quickly fixed his hair, growling with small smoke coming from his mouth. With Snake, he walked through the library, wearing a "GGG" jacket before taking a book, smirking a bit. At the Gangreen Gang dorm, Snake put the book under the table, wobbling the table a bit.
Snake: All fixxxed.
Snake then aimed the ping pong ball a bit, tossing it a bit before the ball stuck to a sleeping slimy creature, the crowd cheering wildly.
They hi-fived one another. Later, Bowser was tossing up a baseball as Draco was looking at his notes under a tree.
Bowser: Gimme another one.
Malfoy: Fear of spiders?
Malfoy: Fear of thunder.
Malfoy: Fear of chopsticks.
Bowser: Consecotaleophobia. What is this, kindergarten? Give me a hard one.
Malfoy: Fear of non-straight people.
Bowser: (quickly) Uh next one.
At a football field, a squid monster was drumming while the demon cheerleaders were cheering.
Cheerleaders: (shouts) GO DEMONS U! YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO!
The demon football players on the field tacked on the field with a small creature taking the football, though was snatched by a bigger monster with that one taken by the very big Demons U monster player, heading to the goal with the smaller rival players trying to tackle it unsuccessfully. At the seats, the Gangreen Gang shouted and cheered with the crowd, spilling the items while Bowser, still with his book, glanced upward with Malfoy holding his hands a bit before the koopa continued reading. Later, in October, while in class, as most of the students looked bored, Bowser rose his arm up.
Bowser: The answer is C, fangs!
The answer was circled.
Gerson: (grins) Well done, Bowser.
It then showed Bowser answering each question.
Bowser: A bowl of spiders.
Bowser: A clown running in the dark!
Gerson: Right again!
Bowser: Warts, boils and moles, in that order.
Gerson: (grins) Outstanding!
Snake, watching Bowser answering, sighed in annoyance as he leaned back.
At the gym, Snake was on the treadmill running in gym clothing as Bowser got on the treadmill, starting it as he started to walk a bit fast with a smug look on his face. Snake, glaring, started pushing the treadmill speed upward, running a bit more. Bowser, glaring, started making the treadmill go faster as did Snake, though he yelped and was flung off.
When he was off, Bowser chuckled a smirk before he yelped, tumbling, bouncing, flipping around as he tried to reach for the "off" button and finally was also flung to the wall.
Some time later, Snake came out of the Scare School, grinning to the other Gangreen Gang members as Ace waved to him. They hi-fived one another with Bowser pushing Snake aside, then turned around as he walked backward, showing his score marked, "A+".
Bowser: Beat that, bub! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Arturo, with concern, took Snake's test, looking at the score marked, "B-", glancing as Snake shrugged nervously.
Ace: Seriously? I am starting to doubt your worth to our group.
As Snake left their side, Ace pondered a bit. Later, Bowser marked on the November calendar, then he was seen wearing the cap, taking a "Work Study" card with his name, marking it. On a vehicle, Bowser read the book, making his growls, not noticing the people screaming and evading Bowser driving the buffer, with one unlucky one caught and twirled, becoming fluffy with the oblivious koopa continuing. Later, Bowser was making his growling practices toward Gerson.
Gerson: Ogre’s slump.
He made the slump growl.
Gerson: Zombie snarl.
He rose his arms, making himself act like a zombie.
Gerson: Dominant silverback gorilla.
He posed like a gorilla with a gorrila snort.
Gerson: (impressed) That is some remarkable improvement, Bowser.
Bowser: Thanks. I got better.
Snake made his scary face as he glared toward the unimpressed Gerson.
Gerson: One frightening face does not a scarer make, Mr. Ingleberry.
He looked stunned as Bowser made the clicking/pointing noise toward Snake, angering the lankier reptile. Later, Bowser approached the calendar, then circled the "Final Exam" mark on his calendar. Later, Bowser with Malfoy walked toward the Scare School together with the koopa being quizzed.
Bowser: A Townson grimace with extra slobber.
Malfoy: You got it!
Bowser: That’s what I’m sayin’!
As they went in, none of them noticed Mr. Nervous waiting outside as Miss Scary approached.
Miss Scary: Mr. Nervous, what are you doing out here? Aren't you suppose to be in the scaring finals?
Mr. Nervous: I'm quitting the finals. (sadly) Miss Scary, I don't wanna embarrass myself in front of all these people!
Miss Scary: Ah, you'll be fine.
Snake, meanwhile, scowled as he watched.
Snake: Believe me, I'm gonna wipe the floor with that darn big fat know-it-all.
Ace: Yes you are, Snake Boy. However...
He snatched the jacket away, stunning Snake.
Snake: (confused) Hey, wait, what are you-?
Ace: Eh, don't worry. It’s just a precaution. The Gangreen Gang's the best scarers on campus, Snake. Can’t have a member getting shown up by a spiky turtle.
Snake looked at Bowser at the top of the stairs.
Bowser: (from far away) WHOO! I'm on a roll!
Snake: I’m gonna destroy that guy!
Ace: (points to the jacket) Well, then you’ll get this back right away. It’s time to start delivering on that Ingleberry name. (slyly) Besides, ya don't wanna embarrass yourself in front of your gramps, do you?
Snake: (frowns) No.
Ace: All right, well you better pass or don't bother coming back to the dorm, because we will be throwing your stuff out into the trash.
The gansters left Snake as he looked a bit worried. In the Scare Class, Gerson looked at the crowd.
Gerson: Today’s final will judge your ability to assess a child’s fear, and perform the appropriate scare...(points) in the scare simulator.
The walls opened up, showing a simulator of a child's room with a robot student. The students murmurred with concern. As he continued, the turtle set the levels of the sensitivity levels, then closed it.
Gerson: The child’s sensitivity level will be raised from bed-wetter to heavy sleeper. So give it everything you’ve got.
He locked it before pointing to the alien entering.
Gerson: The Grand Councilwoman's with us this morning to see who will be moving on in the scaring program, and who will not.
Each noticed with Snake, on his desk, looking worried while the alien dusted the top of her canister before heading to the front.
Gerson: Let’s get started!
Grand Councilwoman: Just a note of reminder. Those who don't pass....will not be left out in the cold. There are always other courses at Demons University.
She glances at Bowser and Mr. Nervous while continuing.
Grand Councilwoman: Francis Pumphandle or Pip as he likes to be called is looking for new students for his container classes.
A few moments later, on the stage, the shivering Mr. Nervous was on stage as he winced from the lights.
Mr. Nervous: Gah! Not so bright, please!
Gerson: Mr. Nervous, relax and do what you need to.
As the turtle continued, he showed a picture of a girl with tongue sticking out on the file record.
Gerson: Now...I am a 5-year-old girl afraid of spiders and Santa Claus. Which scare do you use?
Mr. Nervous: Um...
He yelped a bit, noticing the alien with wings zooming up and landing on the window, glancing down at him.
Mr. Nervous: Uh that’s a seasonal creep and crawl?
Bowser: (quietly) Who can be scared of Santa Claus? Unless he got a shot gun....
He entered the room, then crawled down on the ground, roaring at the simulator as the dummy screamed, then the fake canister rose up, though only showing a few blinks.
Gerson: Results will be posted outside my office. Next!
The koopa glancing at Mr. Nervous stepping down, looked back at his book.
Bowser: (to himself) Focus.
He closed the book, exhaling as he looked up.
Bowser: Johnson crackle and howl.
He rechecked the book.
Bowser: Yes! He-he-he-he.
Snake glared at him not far away from Bowser before he heard the door opening above. When he looked up, he saw the Gangreen Gang members approaching the chairs, sitting down high above as they watched.
Ace: Let's hope Snake finds a way to cheat at THIS exam, boys.
They chuckled a bit with Snake, watching them but not hearing them, gulped a bit before they heard a roar and scream with some beeps. Snake frowned a bit, approaching and passing Bowser, mockingly and "accidentally" knocked some books tumbled nearby the koopa and blond reptile.
Bowser: Hey, do you mind, kid?
Snake: (smirks) Don’t mind at all.
Bowser: Well, sit somewhere away from me. I got to get ready for my turn.
Snake: Then can you do thisss?
He made some roars, posing a bit with Bowser glaring at him.
Malfoy: C’mon Bowser, let’s just move.
As the blond left, Bowser only came toward Snake as he made mocking roars, the koopa snatching his books.
Bowser: (frowns) Stay outta my way. Unlike you, I had to work hard to get into the scare program.
Bowser prepared to leave the snake demon.
Snake: (scoffs) Hmph. That’sss because you don’t belong here.
The koopa gasped, then turned around, glaring at the demon with long hair, making a roar motion. Snake frowned, then roared toward him, making the koopa almost fall back a bit.
Snake: Heh...that'sss what I thought....
Bowser: Well, you don't belong here anyway. I mean, honestly, I got good looks that you're jealous of.
Snake: (scoffs) Pleassse. I am better handsssome than you are.
Bowser: What girl in her right mind would ever want a green punk like you?!
In a bedroom in the human world, a girl wakes up sneezing. Another girl, a blonde haired one, turns the light on while turning to the one who sneezed.
Girl: Cherry? What's wrong?
Cherry: (scratches her head) Ah don't know, Berry. But Ah got a weird feeling somewhere, two guys is done talking about me....an' one o' dem could be my future boyfriend!
Back in the school, Bowser glared, tossing the books down as Snake made his roars, growling with Bowser looking annoyed, starting to mimic the roars. Snake frowned a bit to him before making his semi roar, many of the students not doing the exam yet noticing.
Malfoy: Uh oh.
He looked at the Councilwoman watching as both Snake and Bowser were both growling more, Snake backing up, though he slipped on a book, yelping.
Snake: WHOA! AAAHHH!!
He nearly tumbled, colliding with the canister as most gasped a bit. Each gasped as the canister next to the Councilwoman's statue wobbled, then landed on the ground. Each gasped a bit as they saw it on the ground.
Bowser: Okay, nothing happened. I'm sure it's okay....
Just then, the canister with scream started bursting open, zooming around and bouncing around the place. As that happened, the screams started powering high with the Gangreen Gang ducking.
Big Billy: (confused) Duck? Where???
The four in the gang were smacked by it as it went high. The can flew around before finally, the scream died down, then rolled near Snake and Bowser's feet, shocking the two. After a moment, the canister broke before the alien landed on the ground. She rose up before calmly, yet sternly, went toward the broken canister with Snake and Bowser worried. She took it, slowly pacing around as Gerson looked stunned with Malfoy turning invisible.
Mr. Nervous: Oh no!
Miss Scary: (sing-song) You two going to get it!
Bowser: (uneasily) Uh, lady? I'm so sorry.
Snake: (worried) Yeah, it wasss an accident.
Councilwoman: What, this?
She showed the device.
Councilwoman: (calmly) My one souvenir from a lifetime of scaring? Accidents happen don’t they? (puts it down) The important thing is: no one got hurt.
The four gangsters in the Gangreen Gang looked weary as they groaned.
Ace: (quietly) Look who's talking?
Snake: (nervously) We can replace it, really....
Councilwoman: No, no. Some things can't be replaced. Besides, you two aren't eligible to be in the human world to do so yet anyway.
Mr. Nervous: Wow. You’re taking this remarkably well.
Councilwoman: Now, let’s continue the exams. (to Bowser) Young heir to the koopa throne, I’m a 5-year-old girl on a farm in Kansas afraid of lightning. Which scare do you use?
Bowser: (confused) Wait, hang on, shouldn't I go up on the-
Councilwoman: (leans in/sternly) Which scare do you use?
Bowser: Oh uh, that is a shadow approach with a crackle holler.
Gerson: Err, Dean? I am the one who.....
Councilwoman glares at him, making him nervous.
Gerson: (sweatdrop) On second thought, go ahead. Be my guest. Hee hee hee.
He looked determined, then breathed in, preparing before she rose her hand.
Councilwoman: Stop! Thank you.
Bowser: What?! But I didn't-
Councilwoman: I’ve seen enough. Your turn, Ingleberry.
Bowser: Oh come on! I didn't even....
She glares at him, making him yelp.
Bowser: (sweatdrop) Shutting up now.
She turned to him as she continued.
Councilwoman: I’m a 7-year-old boy-
Snake jumped and roared ferociously, though she was unimpressed.
Councilwoman: (frowns) I wasn’t finished.
Snake: (smirks) I don’t need to know any of that ssstuff to ssscare.
Councilwoman: That "stuff" would have informed you that this particular child is afraid of poisonous snakes. So a roar from a regular snake wouldn’t make him scream, it would make him cry, alerting his parents, exposing the demon world, destroying life as we know it, and of course, we can’t have that, so I’m afraid I can not recommend that you continue in the scaring program, good day.
Snake: Yeah, that'sss kinda-(realizes) Wait, what? (worried) But I'm Toffee'sss grandson and-
Councilwoman: Well then, I’m sure your grandfather will be very disappointed.
Snake: Come on. You sssaying I would actually meet some kid like that?
Councilwoman: Most likely....but we may never know now, would we?
Snake looked stunned before looking back up, looking at the other members dragging the unconscious Ace away with door slammed shut. Snake looked stunned before glaring at Bowser.
The snake demon darted away in anger.
Councilwoman: And Bowser, what you lack is something that cannot be taught, and I'm sorry to say this, but you’re not scary. You will NOT be continuing in the scaring program.
Bowser: What? But I'm bigger! I'm tall....
Councilwoman: (interrupting) As far as I'm concerned, you're only good at kidnapping princesses and getting taken down by short plumbers.
Bowser: What?! Come on, at least let me try the simulator, I’ll surprise you.
Councilwoman: (frowns) Surprise me? I doubt that very much.
Bowser looked more stunned as she left him, the koopa more worried while doors slammed shut were heard. Some time later, as the last autumn leaf outside was blown away, a devil-looking demon named Francis Pumphandle aka Pip looked at many of the students inside while the depressed Bowser looked out the window.
Pip: Welcome back, I hope everyone had a pleasant break. Some say that a career as a scream can designer is boring, unchallenging, a waste of a demon’s potential.
Pip: Now open your textbooks to chapter three. We will now plunge into the rich history of scream can design.
The books opened with Mr. Nervous sighing.
Mr. Nervous: (grins) At least doing this is very safe and not so scary.
Bowser: You're only here because you failed the thing and you took this course since it's the ones we got to apply for.
Mr. Nervous: (notices) Well you better keep away from him then.
Snake, being pointed at, death glared at the depressed Bowser, clenching hard on the canister as it broke with Bowser, noticing, glaring back at him.
Bowser: I'm ignoring you.
Snake just hisses like an angry snake. Mr. Nervous gulps as he slid down in his seat.
Mr. Nervous: Uh can anyone trade seats with me, please?
Later, after class, as many of the students left, Bowser was obliviously followed by the glaring Snake before he stopped, watching Bowser leave. In Bowser's now bare room, the koopa came inside, closing the door before looking at the hat and the Scare School with depression, then Bowser looked at his book, furiously tossing it with the calendar fallen, revealing a familiar flyer as Bowser angrily crossed his arms. At that moment, the koopa noticed the flyer, looking at the "Scare Games" flyer with the "Prove You're The Best" logo on it.
Bowser: (realizes) Wait...I still got a chance!
He snatched the flyer, chuckling before opening the door, opening it as he pushed the death glaring Snake standing at the door.
Bowser: Out of my way!
He looked at Bowser pushing and shoving people as he ran.
Bowser: Coming through! (evading) Oops, sorry! Ha ha!
Snake: (confused) What in the world?
As he said that, Miss Scary came out of her room as she glanced.
Miss Scary: What's eating him?
Snake: No idea, but uh...how'd YOU do at the scare floor?
Miss Scary: Some jerk messed up my tryout with a banana peel and got me disqualified before I even GOT a chance! (annoyed) Stupid monkey monster!
Snake: I don't know why...but we need to get to Bowssser. (grabs her) Come on!
Miss Scary: Why?
Snake: You'll sssee.
(End of Chapter 3)