Title: School Dazed Part II
Prompt: 88 School
Summary: The continuing adventures of the High Schoolers.
Disclaimer- I don't own Red vs Blue, Rooster Teeth does

AN- Takes place after School Dazed

Gym class was hated by most people who took it. Even the people who liked sports had to admit that there was just something...strange about the gym teacher. The way he made people call him Sarge was one thing. Unfortunately the people who had him as a history teacher as well were getting used to the man quicker then others.

Well some of them anyway.

"I can't believe he teaches this class too!" Grif was complaining as they stood in the gym. "This is so unfair!"

"You're complaining now?" Simmons looked over at him. "We've had him for a week."

"Yeah, and I've been complaining this entire time! Haven't you been listening?"

"I tend to ignore most of what you say. It saves time."

Grif rolled his eyes. "Oh shut up."

"Hey guys!"

Hearing the cheery voice they both looked behind them already knowing who is was.

"Hey Donut." Simmons nodded.

"I still think you need a better nickname." Grif muttered, but as he'd been saying that since elementary school neither of the two teens payed him any attention.

The blonde teen was still grinning at them. "I heard were playing dodge ball today."

"Really? In this class?" Grif scoffed and even Simmons looked unconvinced.

"We spent the entire class yesterday running laps." He glanced over at Grif. "Well at least some of us did."

"Hey it's not my fault I'm in bad shape."

"Well you wouldn't be if you didn't eat junk all the time."

Grif just rolled his eyes. "What are you, my mother?"

"Oh-"

"Come on guys!" Donut managed to interrupt them. "Class is starting."

"I'm surrounded by brown nosers." Grif muttered to himself as he was pulled over to the group of students at the front of the gym.

–

"I fucking hate this game." Church muttered to Tucker as they stood listening to the crazy teachers idea of dodge ball.

"Why, it isn't that bad" Tucker paused. "No wait...you can't aim for shit can you? No wonder you hate it."

"Shut up Tucker."

"I'm just saying."

"Now line up you dirt bags and get your pinnies. Two teams. Reds vs Blues. Is that-"

He was cut off suddenly as the door to the gym opened.

"Excuse me, I think we had this gym booked." Another teacher was standing in the doorway with a group of...

"Girls gym class!" Tucker exclaimed. "Awesome..."

"Not a chance." Sarge was bellowing back. "This gym is booked. Go use the other one."

The teacher frowned. "It's being used and we have this one booked."

As the two teachers walked over to the side Church looked over and saw Tex standing in with some of the girls.

"I hope they stay." Tucker was saying.

"Of course you do." Church replied blandly as he watched Tex talking to a tall blonde girl in the doorway.

–

"Okay then." After a few minutes of huddled conversation the two teachers had apparently come up with some sort of decision. "We'll be playing dodge ball. All of us! Do I make my self clear?"

As he launched into a quick run down of the rules Grif groaned. "Damn. I just know my sisters going to be on my team. I just know it!"

As an only child Simmons could just nod with what he hoped looked like sympathy.

After the man's explanation of the rules they all walked over to get their pinnies. Unfortunately they ended up in the back of the crowd so by the time they got to the front there were very few left.

"Come on Caboose. Don't you want to be a red?" A teen was standing off to the side talking to another teen who had a blue pinnie in his hands.

"But you're blue."

"Well yeah but that doesn't mean you have to."

Caboose pouted. "But Church..."

Donut was listening to the argument when he noticed that Simmons and Grif had grabbed the last two red pinnies. He was about to grab the only remaining blue one when he was knocked out of the way by another teen.

"Hey, that was mine!" He protested as he managed not to fall.

"I don't see your name on it." The red headed girl shot back with a glare.

"But now there's none left." Donut glanced at the two boxes.

"See how much I care." The girl remarked as she walked over to the two arguing blues. "Hey Church. Try not to screw this up alright?"

"Oh shut up."

"Are you ready son?" Sarge had come over.

"There aren't any pinnies left sir." Donut said.

"Just a second. We may have an old one around here somewhere."

A few minutes later he was back.

"Well I managed to find an old red one. It's a little faded though."

"That's fine." Donut said quickly. "Thank you sir." Taking the pinnie without really looking at it he slipped it over to his head and ran over to where Simmons and Grif were.

"Hey guys. I'm on your team now."

"Cool, we just picked a doct..." Simmons trailed off as they looked at him and Donut frowned.

"What?"

There was a pause before Grif spoke up. "You do realize you're wearing...pink right?"

"What?" He glanced down. "No, it's just...lightish red."

Simmons raised an eyebrow."Lightish red?"

"...Uh yeah?"

Grif chuckled "We here on earth, tend to call that pink."

"I hate you guys."

"So who's the doctor?" Tex looked around the huddled blues.

"Uh that would be me..." A nervous looking teen with glasses spoke up.

"Yup. Frank's the Doc. So just yell Doc when you need help." Church replied quickly looking over at Caboose. "We're not supposed to let them know who's the doctor."

"Okay!" Caboose grinned as they spread out. "This is going to be fun.

"I just don't want to-"

He was interrupted by two shrill whistles from the two teachers on either side of the gym.

"Let's start!"

This was going to suck.

–

Chaos and dodge ball seemed to go hand in hand and soon the room was filled with flying red balls.

"I told you." Tucker was saying as he threw a ball. "You suck at throwing."

"I do not." Church threw a ball across the room managing to miss everyone and hit the wall.

"What were you saying?"

"Shut up."

He was moving out of the way to avoid being hit when he was whacked in the side of the face with a dodgeball.

"Fuck!"

"Sorry!"

"Caboose!"

–

A few minutes later that game had started again. This time with Church on the sideline holding some paper towel to his face as he muttered to himself. "I swear, I'm going to kill him."

Tucker looked over at him and tried to look sympathetic. It didn't work very well and Church made a mental note to hit Tucker in the head and see how much he liked it. Or even better Caboose, considering it'd been his damn fault in the first place.

On the Red side of the gym things were doing somewhat better. Except for Donut that is, who was starting to get really annoyed with all the comments he was getting about his pink... Lightish red pinnie.

You'd think they were living in the 50's or something. If only that mean chick hadn't grabbed the last blue one.

"Donut watch out!" He glanced up and just barely managed to get out of the way as a dodge ball flew past him. He really hated this game sometimes. No, make that all the time.

"Hey Princess Peach, ball to your right!" A shoat came from the side of the gym, a random classmate trying to get his attention. Still though. Glancing to the side he grabbed the ball and looked over. A grin suddenly spread on his face.

Perfect target.

"Hey, I saved something for you!"

O-

Church was bored out of his mind. It turned out that watching people play dodge ball was even more boring than playing it. Though much less work, so it wasn't too bad. In fact he might have preferred it to playing if his face wasn't so damn sore. He probably had a black eye too. That wasn't going to be fun to explain to his mother.

He was just trying to think of what he could blame it on when he saw something he didn't think he'd ever seen.

Tex was throwing a ball over to another girl on the blue team when all of a sudden a ball came flying out from the other side of the gym and hit her squarely in the side of the head. And it hit her hard, throwing her to the ground.

He blinked and was off the stage before he realized what he was doing.

"Tex!"

The game once again came to a stop as the teacher blew their whistles.

Tex was spread out on the ground. Clutching her head she tried to get up, muttering what were no doubt curses under her breath. The female gym teacher was soon over and soon she and Church were helping Tex over to the side.

The fact that she didn't even pause to tell him off as he helped her sit on the stage probably worried him more than the blood running down her chin.

"Oh my God!" A boy in what looked like a pink pinnie came running over in what could only be described as a state of panic. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you that hard! Really!"

"That was your throw son?" The gym teacher looked over at the panicked student with approval. "You've got some arm on yah. Should try out for the baseball team."

"What!"

Church just shook his head and looked back at Tex who was still holding her nose. The girl she had thrown the ball to before getting hit, ran over with the female gym teacher. Hopefully saner then theirs who was still trying to talk about baseball as a student sat in front of him bleeding.

"Shelia." The gym teacher looked at the tall blonde girl that had come over with her. "Take Allison to the girl's washroom and help her clean up."

"Yes ma'am." The girl nodded and went to help Tex off the stage.

"I'm so sorry." The blonde boy was saying again, now that the gym teacher wasn't talking to him anymore. "I really didn't mean to."

"It's alright." The female gym teacher replied. "Just be more careful when you play. Dodge ball can be a dangerous game." She nodded. "I think you're going to have to sit out for the rest of the class though. Just let this serve as a warning." She nodded and walked over to the other gym teacher.

"I really didn't mean to hit her." The boy said nervously as they walked over to the stage. "Um… did you… know her?"

"She's m- a friend." Church replied stiffly as he sat on the stage.

"Oh."

The game started up once again. Church just ignored the person on the stage with him as he kept a watch on the gym door.

"Um, so what's your name?" The pink guy tried to start a conversation as the game played on.

"Church."

"Really, your parents actually named you Church?" Church shot the amazed kid a glare.

"What? No. It's my last name idiot."

"Oh right! Yeah, my friends call each other by their last names too! Isn't that funny?"

"Hilarious." Church muttered wondering if this guy was somehow related to Caboose because he clearly didn't understand when conversations should end either.

"I'm Franklin Donut but you can call me Donut." Donut grinned.

"Right." Church shook his head and decided to give the kid a fair chance "If I were you Donut, I'd be finding a place to hide."

"Wh…what?"

"You just hit Tex in the face with a dodge ball."

"It was an accident!... I didn't mean to hit her that hard."

"Yeah, like that matters. Anyway, just giving you a warning. So when she beats you up it won't be a surprise."

Donut fell silent at this and Church ignored him, choosing to sit there with paper towel pressed to his own face.

-O

Donut sighed and moved away from the annoyed teen and tried to watch the game going on.

He did glance over when he saw the door to the gym open and saw Sheila, the blonde girl from before walk in with Tex. Tex noticed him looking and glared before he could look away quickly enough. He looked over to where Grif and Simmons were standing, Grif already out of the game, sitting on the floor, clearly not interested in getting back in the game. Grif's sister was talking to Simmons as he tried to play and-

"Hey." He froze as he realized Tex was suddenly behind him. He hadn't even heard her come over.

"H...i... I'm really sorry about…" He attempted to say quickly but was cut off as Tex hit him on the back of the head.

"Yeah, right." Tex scoffed as Donut winced, that was painful. "Do anything like that again and I'll make sure being called names is the last of your problems pinkie." She glared at him and the blood around her nose just made her look even scarier.

"You got that?" She punched him in the back again and he nodded quickly.

"Good to know." She got up and walked back over to the other end of the stage. Donut looked over to see that while Tex had been threatening him, Church had been talking to the female gym teacher. A distraction maybe? Sarge was too busy yelling at people to stop and notice Tex punching him. He sighed, hoping he wouldn't have any bruises in the morning. It was true.

Gym class sucked.