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Roch blinked, then sighed, shaking his head mournfully. Oh well, the pink haired boil could have this one. He stood and dug through his pockets, pulling out a small handful of seeds. Well, maybe it'd be enough to get tacos, he thought, walking away.

The pizza boil, on the other hand, covered in banana, watching a demon boy eat pizza off the ground, and traumatized beyond belief curled up into a ball and started sobbing silently.

It was about this time. Roch had taken up sitting in a tree near the front gate at this time after class every day. The pizza boil always came about this time of the day, and this time, he SWORE he was going to get the pizza. His bathroom still smelled like banana. That was UNFORGIVABLE. When he walked past people he swore that they were smelling bananas and looking at him funny.

The pink haired boil was to blame! Which was why this time--this time for sure, he was going to get that jackin' pizza!

That moment the pizza boil stopped in front of the school on his scooter, a look of terror on his face that quickly changed to determination. He took off his helmet and hung it on the handlebars, then got off and grabbed the pizza. He would deliver the pizza this time, or else his boss had threatened to fire him!

He headed through the front gate, shoulders squared, jaw clenched, and praying that there would be no bananas.

The trap sprung. The rope netting that'd been hidden under leaves snapped both the pizza boil and Charlie up, hanging them from the very tree that Charlie had just jumped out of.

Roch groaned. He'd wanted the pizza boil, not the pink boil! He dropped down from his own tree, walking over and poking the bagged boils. The net bag swung slightly, making him grin evilly.

He held up a fist, summoning his guitar. Oh noes, Roch, when did you become the villain of this story??

Oh, wait, NM.

Roch moved so that Charlie could see him, waving cheerfully, his sharp looking guitar in his hand. He reached up, slicing through the net only enough to get the pizza box out of the net. He dropped a handful of seeds into the bloody nosed pizza boil's hand.

Then, enjoying his villain role thoroughly, he let out a wicked laugh, walking away with the pizza.

Roch you evil, evil b*****d crying

The rock hit Roch square in the back, making him stop, put down the pizza, and summon his guitar again, holding it body upwards like a baseball bat. He did NOT take to being stoned!

Oh no, Charlie crying You better be fast and get that pizza before he beats you up!

Boo Roch, BOOO!!

Roch was so angry that he jumped--and jumped--and jumped, looking much like an idiot as the demon flew away. Then he glowered up at the sky, muttering dark things and letting his guitar disappear.

Pink was definitely NOT his favorite color. He let the guitar disappear and headed for the pizza, glaring at it, too.

Seriously, was a pizza worth brawling over? He crouched over it with a scowl, contemplating that thought for a long moment before grabbing the box and walking away. He'd figure it out later.

Roch had stopped in front of the reaper dorm, the pizza box in his hands, then he groaned and kept going, heading for the demon dorm.

A few questions later had him in front of Charlie's room, knocking lightly on the door, the pizza (completely untouched, holy crap!) balancing on one hand.