Chapter 14

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Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, possible musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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One explanation later.

"Moxxie just try not to run into him again."

"Believe me I don't want to. Just didn't well see them." Moxxie shrugged as he went back to writing.

Maria sighs as she stares at her child.

The only reason she knows who Prince Stolas is when they'll have other Imps drive into town. The last few harvest festivals haven't hosted them. Others are farther away. Miss the one that was in Susie area. Still, she heard that Prince Stolas was the one who had been doing it. He now took over the Harvest Moon festival duties. So far, no mobs have gone after this one even if their speeches are similar to Paimon. But it has done a better job where the moon shall be at. So, no angry mobs were in use lately. But are on standby even if doesn't do much. Besides make it clear no messed up on the crops.

Last, thing she wants is fighting to happen. Yes, sounds very unWrathian but didn't care. She does think her child can take care of it. But if Moxxie did get severely hurt. Well, she wouldn't mind sending Bolt out to eat an owl alive. Roasted or not.

But.

"Puppet? Really." Maria smirked at the groan.

"It was the first thing that pop up."

"Well, that's so adorable."

"Stop. Just stop before I let the rats drag me underground." Cover their face to not see her snickering look.

"Don't be dramatic. Now eat up. School also back on schedule tomorrow."

"Yippie."

The next day there was a school assembly outside to talk about the rat incident. How the vermin possibly have made a few nesting grounds in the basement, along with outside area. So, the school decided with extra credits to create a rat club.

To get rid of rats.

Maybe putting rats in everyone's locket wasn't the smartest idea after all. Eh let the school have some problems now.

After that high school was well high school. There are lots of injuries and probably one or two deaths a week. Either in a random fight. A random fight in gym. A random fight in sport tournaments against other school sports. A random cat fights. It varies or no death at all. A betting board on a lot of deaths

Moxxie finally saw the board. He was quite confused why he was the top of the board.

Will find lots of needles and drugs in random places. The lockers were the usual spot and it get confiscated. A few teens think they're clever trying to hide them in new ways. Until they lose, the teachers or nurse keep it. So, don't try to get it back, it is not worth it.

There is also a high school drama.

Don't ask. Moxxie doesn't ask too much about it. Just hears it even when he doesn't want to. If he wanted to know he would have just used the codes. It mostly dating, who kissing behind bleachers, breakups, stealing test, stealing items, drug spots, stealing other rival high school mascots, rumors, stuff happening at home, who killed the most, who had sex where and with who, and you get the drift. High school talk. If that is high school talk.

The rats made the school their second home base after Moxxie, still don't know it him, little prank. So, yeah if you spot a rat get rid of it. The elective class seems to being taking to hunting rats very seriously. So, that signup sheet being filled up quickly. Not going to sign up since he already deals with that at home.

Guess what!

Still no friends.

Even in music class, if you can call it that, he didn't make many. But they don't bother him either. So, yay no one bothering him. He was all for that. Just let him be. Don't let him be part of any activities after school.

Until Striker called one day. The talk somehow led to a bet.

Now here he inside Madre truck about to be dropped off at the football game. This time it was at their school. He twitches as he still remembers the talk clearly.

"I don't want to go and nor do I have to go." Moxxie tells Striker over the phone as he works on a little project. His tail throws a bone to the blasters as they go after it.

"Well, if you're scared."

"Oh yes I'm terrified of boredom and meeting others I already deal with at school."

"Excuses, excuses."

"What your excuse when you skip classes."

"Don't care about it."

"Got to enjoy your honesty."

"I blame you for that since your worse."

"Besides did you even bothered going to any of yours?"

"Some here and there. Fight sometimes. Charming the pants off the rival teams. Witnesses. Hmm say let's make a little bet."

"I'm already got in trouble the last time making a bet with you."

"Only because you were caught."

"We were caught since your horse sold us out to have apples."

"Whatever you say. Come on just an innocent- "

"Ha!"

"Bet."

"I'll hear you out." Caught the bone with his tail and threw it back.

"You got to go to at least one of your school games. Stay for an hour. Actually, try and relax."

Moxxie frown a little. This was probably one of the strangest bets yet that Striker made. "What the catch?"

"If you don't stay for an hour and give me the right details of the game, I'll question you with. I'll figure out what I want from you. What would you like?"

"Shooting range and you got to wear whatever outfit I bring. No, complaining."

"Fine. So, is it a deal?"

Moxxie thinks it over and glances at the item. Just for an hour. He dealt with worse and shouldn't be too hard to figure out what details he wants. Plus, you can also go somewhere to take cover if it is too much. "Fine Rattles."

"Excellent. When your next game?"

"Next, Friday. Football team against Tornado Rooster at our field. Seriously who made the names of these high schools and teams?''

"Probably drunk and no creativity. Our school was called Drunken Saddle."

"Should asked your opinion to change the name."

"Ha! Wouldn't that be appropriate? Be confused for parlor."

"Is there anything else you think of besides booze?"

"Hmm pretty long list."

"Am I non-existent on the list?"

"No."

"Knew I-Wait? Wha- "

"Got to go. See you Critter and I'll get back with you when you lose."

"I'm not going to lose!"

So, yes, here he is now and supporting his school. Didn't bring his coat that he usually wears since it being clean. So, was it just his school hoodie? What? At least he shows some kind of support. But guess what their school mascot is.

A rat.

He destroyed this hoodie later in front of those rats.

"Here we are back at your school." Maria snickered at her son's grumbling look. Either being here or the rat hoodie. "I can stay if you want me too?"

"No, you go have fun. What you doing again."

"Trivia shots and pie."

"Yeah that. I'll portal back home so don't worry."

"Alright." Ruffle his hair. "Go have some fun. If any jerks mess with you kick in the crouch till, they are bleeding on the floor."

"How many times you did that?"

"I stop counting. Hehe oh so many perverts."

"Who I have to kill."

"Aww my protective feral child." She chuckles at the serious look on his face. "It was way back before you were born. Now go have some fun and make some bad choices you like. Don't get caught."

"I'm so confused." Moxxie grumble and got out of the truck.

He went to buy his ticket and now he was back at the school field. He moves around watching classmates having fun, cheering, eating some food from trucks that, drinking stuff that is probably mostly alcohol, families coming to watch and start a fight or on the field getting ready. Sees where the football team from their school will be coming out on the dirt field. Cheerleaders on the field are getting everyone riled up. He needs to find somewhere to sit and watch this chaos. Across the field was the other side they were against.

Taunts and cursing were already being thrown back and forth at the stadium. Step to the side when a cooler almost hit him. Hit the fools that usually mess at him to start something. Huh that was not a bad throw.

He goes to see what they had for food and drinks.

No, chocolate.

Already despise it here. Plus, he thinks he just saw some rats in the background trying to steal some food. Try to warn the ones selling stuff but tell him to buzz off since he wasn't buying. So, he is going to let them deal with the rats.

Found a seat at the bleachers in the back and able to get away with not being caught by the other classmates. The game starts. Moxxie had a bit of fun, he guesses, watching each side destroy the other. There were some cheatings around. A lot of dogpiles. At least each side lost had their arms or legs broken. No, head concussion so far. But just like the Pain Games doesn't care too much. He does watch just in case of any details Striker will ask him. He will not lose!

Last, time was him tried to give Bombproof a bath. That was horrible even when he tried to bribe the horse with a bucket of blood carrots.

Game with now on half-time.

Moxxie barely pays attention to the cheerleaders do their cheer. Well both sides were at it. Now it seems like they are trying to rile up the others. He yawns slightly and looks at the other side.

Maybe they might have something on their side?

He gets up and leaves the bleachers. The cheerleader began to insult the other cheerleaders. It was quite nasty. He was now on the other team's side of the stadium. Didn't bother or care about some of the looks. Since he was on the enemy side. It didn't matter.

This side had cookies.

He bought themselves chocolate cookies, the last ones too. Took a happy bite. Alright it was now better.

"Come on! There no more!"

"Sorry girl last batch bought."

"Dangit! Sorry Blaze."

"Told you we should have come earlier."

"You were fighting to get seats."

He kept chewing and slowly turned his head.

He sees a female imp slightly taller than him. Wild long greyish-black hair with black horns. The rooster team t-shirt with the sleeves torn off with a pair black torn short. A beauty mark on her left cheek. The gap between her front teeth was adorable. By her side was a younger boy with short white hair. Wore a gray bandana. A rooster t-shirt with pants. The horn style like the girls just white and black stripped.

Tilt their head as they continue chewing. She then looks at him.

"What?" The girl stared. Then huffed. "Taunting me with those little mice?"

Seriously, what is with everyone calling him mice or mouse? Or the time of a baby goat. Even a fox. Heck, a possum too. There is not even a possum in Wrath! Swallow half the cookie. Look at her. Then back to the child just looking at him wearily. But then at the bag of cookies. Stare but soon let out a mental sigh.

The girl, along with her brother, taken off guard as he tossed them the cookies.

Walk away before he hears anything else.

"Hey!"

Glance back to see the young boy coming up. Wait to notice how he was glaring.

"You're not getting points like that to date my sister."

Stare at him for long time to let out a 'eh'. Then just walks off before this talk gets any weirder.

"Hey!"

Oh, for the love of chocolate!

Turn around to see it's the girl again.

"Thanks for the cookies. Um would you like me to get you something?" The girl looks at him.

"No." Glance away feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Um I got to go bye."

"See yeah mice!"

"Sure chicken."

"Chicke-HEY! WERE ROOSTERS!"

Let loose a snort as they continue on back to their side. Well, he won't bet that for sure as he stayed for the whole game. Able to sneak away before everyone to the bathroom. One portal later as he now home. Waits around twenty minutes till he makes the call.

"Hello?"

"Rattles."

"Critter?"

"Rats won. Roosters lost."

"You actually went?"

"You lost."

"Hey don't be smirking yet! I have to quiz you!"

Maybe he was smirking.

No, he was.

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Done!

Yes, a lot of changes compared to the first story. Especially with this scene.

Rusty isn't the real name of one of Millie brothers.

Any questions?

Until next time.

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