Annoying bitches? Check.

Axe bombs in the bathrooms? Check

FUCKING 20 POUNDS OF MATH HOMEWORK Check.

High School. Aka Hell. This goddamn class was too easy and I was bored out of my mind. Thank god it was nearly over. I looked down at all the doodles and notes for fanfictions that were in my notebook instead of the notes for the class. If only they'd put me in a higher leveled class. The bell rang and I rushed out of school for the weekend. After going a bit slower on the stairs so I didn't end up like a certain bull horned troll, I ran past every slow person I encountered so I could get away from that hellhole. I ran to my truck and opened the driver's side door before throwing my backpack in the back seat and then getting into the truck and slamming the door shut. After the door was shut, I plugged my phone into my aux cord before turning my engine on so that I could hear my music coming out from the stereo. Once I made sure everything was clear, so that none of these idiots would be ran over and I'd have to pay for the court fees, medical bills and possibly the damn funeral fee,  I pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive home. 

There's not much I hate in the world but what I do hate, pisses me off to no end, and I experienced two of them within the same timespan of twenty minutes. Slow Walkers and Old People Driving.

"Bloody fucking hell mate. Go back to the grave." I muttered as I had to essentially made a Mario Kart esque maneuver to pass an old person going 20 mph under the speed less than the requirement, which was already slow due to these fucking idiots cutting in front of cars without looking! Dear fucking Naga it's like these kids wanted to be the real life equivalent to Sam. Except of me feeling guilt like Ken, I'd be laughing my ass off. That's what you fucking get for not watching the road. In my thought process of hate, I realized that I had gotten further than I wanted to and had passed my house. Guess I know the route like the back of my hand and I could cuss out the world and not get killed by an old person or kill one of your classmates. I turned my truck around and drove to my house before opening the garage door via remote driving in. Once the car was parked well enough I closed the garage door. After the garage door closed, I turned off my truck and music before I pulled my phone out of the aux cord. Once I put my phone in my pocket, I unbuckled and grabbed my bag out of the backseat before I got out of my truck and walked to the door and unlocked it with my key. I opened the door to find that the tv was on but no one was home.

"I'm home!" I called out. There was no answer. "Weird." I muttered as I put my bag down before entering the kitchen only to find that the chips I'd been saving were gone.

"The fuck?" I asked. Then, I heard very loud crunching. Crunching that belonged to my chips. Someone was in my house and eating my goddamn chips. I turned to see that there was a black hood barely peeking out from the couch. Either there was a hobo in my house or there was a robber in my house robbing me of my chips. I snuck around to get a better view of that person. All I could tell was that he was barefoot, his black robes were torn which made him look like he was a crappy Reaper cosplayer and he was eating my fucking chips!

"Aye bub!  Gimme back the fucking chips!" I shouted before I got a better look at his face. Pale skin, blue violet eyes and hair that was really fluffy, thin glasses. I had to take a minute to think. Holy shit, there was a fictional character sitting on my couch eating my chips. Normally I'd be ecstatic but he broke into my house and is eating my chips. 

"So your Ariel huh?" He asked before putting another chip in his mouth. "I never expected you to have such a sailor's mouth."

"Well Sam, it's because you broke into my house and are eating my chips!" I replied, semi fuming. He seemed to be taken back by me knowing his name.

"I guess your catching on quickly." He replied as he closed the chips and stood up. "I'm here to tell you about the Heroes initiative." 

"Is that like the Avengers Initiative?" 

"Yes. We need to hurry though."

"Why are you dressed like a reaper?"

"I am one. I became one after I got ran over."

"Woah. Scythe and everything?" He nodded. "Wait, what about my parents? They'll be worried sick!" 

"I can freeze time in this world so nothing would seem out of the ordinary. Once our mission is done, your world should return to normal, barring the chips I ate."

"YOU BETTER PAY FOR THOSE!" 

"I will. Later." He started to walk towards a wall before pulling a scythe out of his robe and slashing a portal into the wall. "This will also go away. Now turn around and shake my hand."

"So go with you into the portal you Sans impersonator?"

"Guess I got caught red handed. We need to leave now. Something's coming and it's a big one." 

"Fine. Let me grab something first." I ran over to my bag and grabbed my earbuds and charger  from it, remembering my phone was in my pocket.

"Wise move. Where we're going has really fast and free wifi." I heard him say.

"So Starbucks without the Coffee or Basic White Girls?" I asked.

"Sort of." And then he disappeared into the portal. I sighed, looked back at my house, grabbed the half eaten bag of chips and entered the portal. Little did I know, it would make me into what I've always wanted to be.