L.A.P.D. Bored As Fudge

[Acamapichtli Arroyo]

Acamapichtli lay sprawled out on the floor with a trickle of drool running down the side of his face. It was one of those horrid days where there was nothing to do and no one to do anything with. No matter how much he racked his brain, he just couldn't come up with anything. He went to all his classes, did all his homework, and terrorized Melissa. There was nothing to do now but die.

[Morse Macnair]

Like churro, morse was also bored as 'fudge'. The days couldnt be duller, not like they weren't already but this day in particular was more difficult to get through without considering death as a means of something to do.
He had gone down every floor trying to find something to relieve the boredom. So here he was.. at the bottom of all.. and the last place to find something to do, The dungeons.
... maybe i could study or .. read a book.
Morse froze in mid-thought. what the hell.. now im even losing my mind. Considering reading as even an option really meant things were off. meh.

"... " he saw churros limp body laying on the ground in the middle of nowhere. a spark of hope shocked his body. Churro normally found things to do.. in fact maybe he was doing something interesting. He stared at his friend trying to figure out what the hell he was doing. ... that dumbass isnt even doing anything.
Morse sunk down on the ground and leaned his back against the wall. He had no energy to kick him or even call him for the dumbass he was. Damn.. what a boring ass day.
"whats wonderbread doing?" he asked dully. Listening to her boring day might relieve the boredom.. or increase it. ".. nevermind"

[Melissa Madison]

Unknown to Mori-sempai, Melissa laid sprawled under a worktable nearby, in a position similar to Churro - minus the drool. They were pretty much head to head..but she had the foresight to roll up her jacket and use it as a pillow to keep the dust away from her hair. Her breath was raspy, and if it weren't for her eyes being open, you'd think she was asleep. Death was coming for her, she was certain. What else was there, when you had experienced everything possible for a thirteen year old to experience. Her life was a never ending cycle of class, homework, meals, sleep, lather rinse repeat. Her voice was hollow and empty as she called out quietly,

"Sempais...I'm boooooooored"

[Acamapichtli Arroyo]

Had it not been for Melissa's whining, Churro would have totally forgotten that the other two were in the room. Not that he benefited at all from their presence. They were just as dull and lifeless as he was, perhaps even more so. Gone were the days of L.A.P.D. planning and scheming. They were all out of ideas. All they had left was the cold dungeon floor and the mice that scurried about every so often. He tried to lift his head to face Melissa, but it was no use.

"We're all bored, dummy.." Pfft....boredom, it seemed to him like they were dying...

"Ese, pick something for us to do..."

[Morse Macnair]

"..." he sighed. "theres nothing to do" he mumbled. There really wasn't. What was there left to do on this earth then to waste away, leaving their bored-ass corpses behind before they finally deteriated to the point of no more and all that was left was a pile bones for a dog to chew on.
Morse stared at the ceiling. If only it could come down and crush them or something. Atleast then theyd have something to do. Fleeing to save their own pitiful lives.. yeah. It was something.

[Melissa Madison]

Staring at the ceiling..wasn't much different than having her eyes closed, she decided. Except dust from the cobwebs in the corners could drift down and fall in her eyes. She sighed. Moving to go do something took too much energy. Especially since she didn't have any plans to do anything...to just move randomly about in search of something to do seemed rather pointless.

"Churro-kun...you're the leader....and your people are boooooored...entertain us...."

[Acamapichtli Arroyo]

Yeah he was a leader alright. He led them straight to their own demise. If he was a real leader, he would have come up with something for them to do. Instead, he was half dead on the floor drooling like an old man.

"I don't feel like moving so we're just gonna have to talk each other to death. Mel, ask me something..."

[Melissa Madison]

Limp as a noodle, she flung one arm out and let it drop back on the floor with a thud. Why was it always her job to entertain the idle batards?
"...You know that little indestructible black box that is used on planes? Why can't they make the whole plane out of the same substance?"

There...that should keep him busy for a while..

[Acamapichtli Arroyo]

. "Duh idiot...because the plane would be way too heavy." Man, even her questions were boring. "Why do fools fall in love?"

[Melissa Madison]

She snickered and turned her head to the side. What a moron, leaving himself wide open.

"...I dunno...why don't you and Isis compare notes, and get back to us?"

[Acamapichtli Arroyo]

Even in death Melissa was a two bit wench. Churro kicked a sneaker off and hurled one at her.

"Shut up, dammit. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even like her that way. She's.....really weird looking..and smells funny.."

"Plus, I could always always get the notes from you and that Abba kid.."

[Melissa Madison]

Melissa didn't even bother to dodge. Batard couldn't hit the side of a barn, especially since he couldn't be bothered to sit up and aim it.

"Weird looking huh? compared to whaaaaat?" she mocked back. It was so easy to get a rise out of him, he's sooo predictable. It almost took the fun out of it....almost xp.

"Yeah...get notes from me and Abba....you could do that...god knows you need all the tips you can get", she stuck her tongue out at him and made a face, pulling down her lower eyelid with one finger.

[Morse Macnair]

.... how come i dont get any notes. damn. lucky bastards. it wasnt like their writing skills were that impressive. He leaned back and sighed. ".. your face might stay like that if you dont watch it" he uttered boredly. Too bored to care that he exceeded his word limit.

[Acamapichtli Arroyo]

"Yeah, I might look like you. Wouldn't want that..." Churro rolled over to his side and let out a heavy sigh. "And you shut it, I don't like her..." He was actually quite confused about the whole Isis thing. He wasn't sure if he liked her or not and if he did, he had no idea how to act on it, or even if he should. It was something he hoped and prayed would never happen to him. Girls were nothing but trouble.

"So uh, hypothetically speaking...if a guy liked a girl...what would he do about it? Hypothetically that is..."

Yeah, he wasn't the least bit obvious....

[Melissa Madison]

Melissa smirked when Churro answered Morse, not having seen the face she made...xp
She listened quietly, and tried to figure out the best answer for him...after all, they were all bestest friends, would they ever steer each other wrong?

"Ummm...you have to carry her books for her...and ummm...walk her to classes...and umm...smile at her..." she was struggling now. Those were all things SHE would want, if a guy liked her...hmmm...

"Oh! And write her name on your notebook...not with flowers or anything like that", she rolled her eyes, knowing what his first objection would be. "Not in a girly way. Just...I dunno...maybe in a lightning bolt or something if you can draw it...and in front where she can see it when she looks at your desk." she said all of this very matter of factly, as if it were something that EVERYONE knew, and how could he not have figured this out by now?