So, you're expecting a new omake that Pocky wrote when she wasn't watching her anime weirdness. Sorry. What you're getting here is our Biology homework, and has nothing to do with our fanfiction. Sorry. This was too freakin' hilarious and we had to publish it to the masses. (As in, we wrote it, looked at each other, and went, "THIS IS SO GOING ONLINE!") AAAAANYway.

In Bio, we were to grab random checks out of a bag and make a story about it. The moral of the story was to see how scientists theorize about stuff from seeing fossils or something, but that wasn't the point. We pulled out four checks, wrote a story based on their dates and who they were addressed to, pulled out four more checks, modified our story, and pulled out four more and came out with a final thing. STG- chan and Pocky were the brains of this group with a little extra input from a friend of ours and a random sophomore who was shoved into our group cause he came late. (It is unconfirmed whether or not he left with brain damage.) So you see, in our fanfiction-production fashion, our stories went from relatively normal, to a little weird, to...

THIS.

Mr. Holmes was an alcoholic who ended up with a kid one drunken night. When he found out he proposed to the mom and they got married. Sherlock, the son, was an evil little boy and demanded to go to Kids- "R"- Us. The parents were scared of him so they sent him to Ocean View Military Academy. For his birthday he got an imported Japanese car and a computer tutorial on ho to use it. But one day he ran over his mom and she died. He had to get his car repaired. He got a treadmill because of the physical therapy. The dad sued Sherlock and they scheduled a court hearing. In the meantime Sherlock had to go back to driving school because he got his license taken away. When the hearing came the mafia bailed Sherlock out and he joined them. The end.

AN: soooo! as Pocky explained this was our assignment to do in biology. so when u read this u r going to see that the dads name in the story is Mr. Holmes and that is the name of our teacher so that made it all the more funny. i know that everyone has probably given up on me and this story and i dont blame u but i swear that i will finish it by the end of this year! so right now i am in the process of tutoring my friend Amanda ( a.k.a. crackhead loser)(( she claims shes not, but she is)) and she does not say hi. we r talking about this guy that she like that i wont name but he has the most amazing blue-grey eyes. hes really nice and walks her to class. oh, and for the record percussion is the bestest instrument/group thingy in the world.

-syd

p.s. amanda and i are going to put lines on our faces to look like indians tomorrow at school.

Pocky: Yeah, I don't even know what happened there. I seriously ate a healthy lunch beforehand- I was just REALLY hyper. So was STG- chan. So we came up with this totally random thing, and we were going to read it to the class, but I started laughing through the first sentence and STG- chan had to read it for me. I think our Bio teacher thinks we're on drugs now... XD

By the way, flutes are best. EVAR. (This is what you get for letting ME upload the finished product, ya know :3)

Sorry this had nothing to do with the story, but trust me, we're working on it! We write down ideas in Biology, and we have some of it sketched out! :D