Title: Skinnie Complex
Status: Complete
Characters: Anon, Fang, Reeda, Trish, Chadshark, Original Female Character(s)
Rating: SFW
Classification: One-Shot
Author: 7SnootGrunt_5000
Summary: During the Estrous Season, Anon's friends misinterpret the human's friendly gestures.
*This work is a free interpretation of the fanfic called "Weird Customs" made by an anonymous user

[PRE-NOTES]
    I've had this story in my head for several days and wanted to capture it while taking a break from writing "Trish's Route".
    I hope you like this fic.
[/PRE-NOTES]

Skin Row 7: 10

Another new day in Volcadera
It's been almost three months since I moved here to finish school.
And things are going... well, I can't complain. They're not complete shit, but it's not a good thing either.
At least people don't break my balls and leave me alone most of the time.

As I contemplate my dark room semi-lit by the morning light coming in in the morning, I get up from my bed to start a new day. The day is slightly hot and it is quite humid so today I don't wear my favorite green shirt, I don't want to get a heat stroke.

 

-"Damm... they're going to make fun of my bony arms. -I laughed to myself. As I went to the bathroom to shower and start the day.

 

It was too hot today to give a shit about anyone else so I'm going to go simple today and I hope I don't have to talk to anyone... or at least almost anyone. 

The last few weeks I've been hanging out a lot with these quirky girls: Fang, Reeda and Trish...  They formed a crappy rock band that actually sounded awful because they was infatuated with using two basses to play, but I didn't have the balls to tell them... because I like them and I don't want to hurt them. Except Trish. Fuck that trigger.

When I'm done bathing, I go naked into the kitchen and make myself a cup of coffee or some shit... lately I'm lazy to go shopping for supplies.

-For Jesus raptor... why is it so fucking hot...? - I'm sweating like a monkey again and I feel like there's a strange smell coming in through my trashy apartment window... its smell like hamburger grease and fish. It's not that bad.

Either way, I better get moving or I'll have to prune the bushes as punishment for being late and I don't feel like supporting the heat or Rosa giving me orders.

 

-God... this heat sucks. - I was crossing my room completely naked in search of fresh clothes. 

 

 

It was 8:10 a.m., and luckily I'm not the only idiot who's late. There are several of these cereal mascots dodging meteorites next to me, it seems they also had the bright idea of stopping by for a quick coffee at Tracy's stand today. That woman has a shark mentality: not only does she sell delicious junk food, she also sells steaming black coffee perfect for this hot day.

My guts are on fire as I let the boiling liquid pass through my mouth. My guts better get used to the heat today because if I have to suffer the weather at least I'll do it awake.

Although something strange happened today....
Tracy gave me something, a tray of chopped vegetables.

Strange gift, I admit, but also Tracy's expression left me something strange: she looked a little dizzy in the morning and that she hadn't even turned on her portable grill to make her sausages. Her face was red and she looked agitated and short of breath... and she kept looking at me.

 

Tracy looked pretty attractive, to tell you the truth.

 

Maybe she realized that I realized that she felt strange and gave me the tray of vegetables as a way of compensation... 

-"Maybe I have to wash this thing before I eat..." .-   murmured by   hallways overlooking the front, wanting to get to my science class. Maybe I'll find Fang there.

 

While I was thinking about the possibility of making myself a vegetable sauté when I get home or eating the vegetable tray like a fucking vegan caveman, a muscular foot grabbed my foot down the hall and stomped on me like he stepped on a soda cap.

 

-Ahhh shit! - screaming for pain. But at least my scream came out deep enough not to sound like a scared fag.

 

The gigantic jock that stepped on me, far from apologizing, pushes me untimely against the lockers as if I were a sack of potatoes.

Fucking pain everywhere.

 

-Hey, watch where you're going, stupid Skinnie. You're going to scrape my new sneakers. - I was screaming Chad, the visibly annoying jock shark.

Even though my poor humanity was in pain on the floor I could notice like Chad looked a little different today... very upset and angry. He was visibly agitated and opening and closing his fists as his powerful teeth crackled. Her bluish white skin looked slightly redder than usual, as if she had run a marathon.

 

-Good day to you too Chad...- I say sarcastically trying to get up, but Chad doesn't take it too well because he grab my arm and get up from the floor violently. At least the guy helped me stand up. Thank you dude.

 

-Your damn ape, are you mocking me? - he said putting his snout very close to me and showing me his sharp teeth whiter than pearls. Its tail rose up and stood in the air, almost sure to throw a punch at me if I was stupid enough to run away.

 

-Ahhh...- Good play Anon. A killing machine of almost 300 pounds of muscle is threatening you and you only let a syllable slip away. For God's sake, just let them eat you.

 

-Yes Mr. Mous... are you making fun of Chad?- Principal Spears said very calmly right after now to a frightened shark, who saw him behind his shoulder.

 

I have no fucking idea how he managed to get so close, but I've never been so happy to see him.

The great caveman put his hand on Chad's shoulder and turned back towards me.

 

-Mr. Mous... you're late for class. Go now. - he said in a hoarse tone, but he still looked quite relaxed. His grip closed over Chad's shoulder causing him pain.
 

-Ahh...- again that syllable. I hope Sprears doesn't regret not letting the shark devour me. -...Yes, sir... - he finished saying, coming out behind Chad and walking awkwardly without looking back.

 

-AAAAAAHGGGG YYYAAAAAH- I could hear Director Spears' war cry and Chad's frightened crying and a loud bang on the floor. Though I never look back, I figured Sprears applied a violent suplex to Chad and smashed his muzzle to the floor.

 

I had heard that the best way to subdued a shark is to hit it really hard on the snout, but I wasn't going to stay and find out.  Anyway, I was already in my science class.

 

 

Science classes were extra boring today, plus there were few students and Professor Fangswort practically fell asleep in the middle of class. Fang didn't come today... well, ain't that a bitch? My cute ptero punk science classmate missed classes and I had nothing better to do than to look out the window while considering the possibility of creating mustard gas if I mixed any of those jars with unpronounceable liquids names with each other

-At least I didn't have problems with anyone else again...-  murmured as i took my ass to the cafeteria.

When I arrived at my destination I could notice two things: 

 

First: today's special was meatballs. Fuckin A
Secondly: there were hardly any students today. Mostly herbivores and occasional carnivores were in the room today. 

 

What the fuck was going on? Did the whole school decide to come to an agreement and miss today? Was the heat a good excuse to miss? I should investigate on my own... if I gave a shit. With my backpack on my shoulder I cross the hallway between the tables looking for the table I always crash into to eat with Fang and the gang.

 

-This is great... few people, no noise. Maybe I can eat the meatballs with the vegetable tray Tracy gave me. 

 

Before I get there I can spot something on the table, a small annoying purple thing with amazingly sharp fucking horns, eating alone at one end of the table.

Trish seems bored playing with her food consisting of vegan meatballs with sauce, her cell phone is next to her tray.

 

-“I don’t feel like deal  with Trish’s shit today... so...”- still staring at the purple threat, as I was about to walk away, she starts talking.

 

-I know you're looking at me, you creep.- Trish said without looking at me and nailing her fork into her meatball. -Sit down or go fuck yourself. - Trish was looking at me and for once I didn't see hostility in her look... well, yeah but there was something else... almost like a sort of helplessness? Is she looking for something?

 

-Sup Trigga.- I said trying to sound friendly by ignoring Trish and sitting as far away from her as possible. 

 

-I told you to stop calling me that. - she said she wanted to sound angry, but she looked disheartened. Better not push my luck and change the subject.

 

-Didn't Fang or Reeda come today...? Looks like hardly anyone came today.-  so I said the obvious looking at the cafeteria panorama. Not counting Trish, there's only eight students in the cafeteria right now.

 

-No shit, Sherlock.... What was your first fucking clue? - she was saying that, almost sounding like the usual Trish. Almost like I missed her.

 

-For starters... you're eating alone here like a loser... wasn't it that you had several other friends? -  I say with a smile, remembering the time she told me that she was very popular here compared to me. The trigga now gives me a look of anger and disbelief and swore she was about to throw her tray of food over my head if I hadn't added anything else. -I'm just fucking with you Trish, relax... me too I'd like to be talking to Reeda or Fang... or even Naser. - I put my backpack on the table and opened it to check that my vegetable tray is still healthy. Great, still in one piece.

 

-I don't care what you do Skinnie...- she said without much interest, setting her tray aside a few centimeters. It seems that whatever's going on with her is leaving her with no appetite... or even no desire to fight. Very unbecoming of her... Although those meatballs don't look bad and it makes me lazy to get up to get lunch... so...

 

-Do you mind if I take it? - I said taking her tray of meatballs with soy sauce. A very queer lunch, but today I brought a vegetable salad, I can't say much. 

 

Trish just nodded silently and saw her clutching her claws and waving her tail up and down... It reminded me a little of what happened today with Chad Shark.

-“I better stop bothering for a while if I know what suits me...”- I murmur lowly looking at my tray.

 

-You're finally saying something that isn't complete stupidity, Skinnie-  Trish said, still looking the other way but visibly more relaxed.

 

Fuck my involuntary murmurs and Fuck this trigga man. But I really don't want to leave it that way, not even Trish, and she obviously didn't eat anything today...

 

Jesus Raptor I'm going to do my good action of the year, I hope you're fucking watching now.

 

-Thanks for the food Trish... but you know, it's not okay that you don't eat anything... 

 

-What the fuck do you care? - she said with poison in her voice. I'm making an effort not to kick you in that purple snout of yours.

 

-Not much... but you know... I have this, I brought it with me.- Trish just gave me an intriguing look back as I pulled the tray of finely chopped vegetables out of my backpack. Now that I stopped to look at the small tray, it is filled with a considerable amount of carrots, onions, leek, cherry tomato, cucumbers and a lot of green things like plants that I don't know their name.

 

Trish looked at me in disbelief and her eyes glowed at the little vegan present I was giving her. If it wasn't because she hates me and lets me know every day... I'd think she'd look pretty. 
The Purple Trigga cautiously took my gift and removed the plastic from the small tray. 

 

-This... is it for me? - she said with a thread in her voice coming back to see me. She pointed a finger at herself in disbelief.

 

-Is there another purple trigga with me here? Come on. Try it. - I said with a smile enjoying Trish's expression. I didn't expect to see her so surprised.

 

The trigga took her fork and pinched a good portion of the vegetables and after smelling them, she gave her a quick bite... and then another and then another... and then another. By the time I realized, I was halfway through the tray and I hadn't touched my meatballs.

 

-Anon this is delicious. - Trish said that to me in such a sweet and cheerful tone that for a minute I thought it was Naomi. Hell, I should have filmed that. -Did you  prepared yourself...?- the question of the Trigga caught me off guard.

 

For a moment I thought about telling her the truth, but then I thought maybe she wouldn't take good  the fact that tray was given to me from a greasy fast food stall.

 

So I decided to lie to her. 

 

-You like it a lot, don't you? I had some vegetables at home that I had left over... - I said in my best voice of Chad bursting vaginas. 

 

-That's... that's great. You're talented at this... Anon... even the vegetables are very well cut and seasoned with a rich vegetable oil and a little vinegar. - said Trish licking her lips the remains of that vegetable oil. 

 

Something inside my pants pounded when I saw her lick her lips like that, but it lasted less than a second, so fuck that.

 

Trish ate the rest of that tray almost in one bite and even if it doesn't seem like it and to my total surprise I spent a nice time talking to her... We talked about music, about her band and their upcoming concerts, about my culinary skills that I learned from watching YSnootTube shorts.

Trish seemed quite jovial and seemed to feel a little better than the distant and anxious Trish I met at the beginning. Looking at her carefully I could notice the glow in her eyes... purple eyes, like amethysts and her face had several freckles of the same color and the features of her face were pretty fine for someone so aggressive... She was pretty cute  when she didn't threaten me with death.

 

- You're murmuring again, skinnie.-  she said, looking down and with a little blush.

 

-I'm sorry about that... next time I think I'm going to rip my tongue out of a bite. - I turned around so I wouldn't see my shame on my face. 

I was hoping she'd insult me or mock me, but really... she just laughed, but it was an accomplice laugh, not a mockery. It was a laugh... pretty nice, actually.

 

-You're a fool, Skinnie... but maybe you're not a complete Jackass like I thought. - gave me back a crooked look and a smile I couldn't decipher... 

 

-Thank you. I try to get better every day. - I said setting aside my food tray. The meatballs tasted disgusting like grass. I was going to need a good piece of red meat to get this taste out of my mouth.

 

I stayed talking to Trish for a few more minutes until the bell rang that marked the end of lunchtime. Now I had to go to another class and Trish had to go to hers... and for the first time we said goodbye, with friendship... instead of insulting each other and giving shit to  each other... we almost looked like friends. JE

 

My next assignment was music, shit that Fang wasn't with me because she would help me with Professor Jingo's difficult tasks but right now, I don't care.

 

 

The school bell marked the end of the school day and shit I was ready to go, today was a... strange day: I got gifts, I almost got my ass kicked and today I had a nice time with Trish... Certainly the weirdest thing was this last one but I let it go.

 

I was walking to the exit through the almost empty hallways of the school and I began to consider bringing something to eat more often and giving it to the girls... Maybe that way they'll stop being such a bitch to me. Reeda's not like that with me, she's broh.

 


-Maybe I should give her a fucking piece of Col next time... maybe and then Trish will stop giving me so much...-  I won't get to finish because they pushed my ass violently against the lockers again.

 


-Ahhh my everything... - I said grabbing my neck in pain. Luckily my ass and backpack cushioned my fall. I looked up and it was none other than Chad Shark, more angy and visibly redder. He was drooling and looked more like a rabid dog than a shark. He had a bandage over his head, courtesy of Spears I guess.

 


-Damn Skinnie, you son of a monkey whore ... because of you Spears got me arrested and now I have to do fucking gardening work for a month. - some drool threads were slipping out of his mouth.

 


-Cmon Chad, what the fuck is wrong with you today, man? - I said trying not to sound like a scared bitch but it didn't work. I felt like at any moment the spaghetti was going to pop out of my pockets.

 


-Today wasn't a nice day to make me angry, monkey.- Chad grabbed me by the forearms and thought he was about to punch me against the locker again or rip my head off with a bite or both. -TODAY IS NOT A PLEASANT DAY FOR US CARNIVORES...- Chad's eyes turned completely black and this scared the shit out of me.

 


I had seen that in a documentary, when sharks have their eyes like this they get into a bloody frenzy and almost always everything ends absolutely red... But I had also heard that the best way to stop an aggressive shark is to hit it hard on the snout and with this he was going to leave you alone.

 


Chad kept talking shit about things, but I wasn't paying attention to him, almost like a reflex or maybe my caveman survival instinct got activated and after settling my legs and gaining momentum I punch his head with my bald skull right into fucking Chad's snout. He certainly didn't expect it, and neither did I.

 


-AAAHHHHHHHGHH-

 


Chad gave a very pathetic high-pitched scream and touched his nose with both hands. I was holding my head in pain, but before Chad can strike back and with my adrenaline still pounding, I charge him up using my head again and push him against the lockers.

 


God, it looked like a fucking trigger doing this.

 


Chad and I fell to the floor, but unlike Chad, I could get up awkwardly. Chad was now lying on the floor grabbing both his snout and his head, sobbing like a dolphin instead of a shark... God, I hope I didn't break the fin of his head or he'd be in trouble. I was about to run away when I saw someone in the corner of my eye. I almost shit myself thinking it was Spears, but it was Trish.

 


The purple triceratop was standing just three feet away from Chad and I... I think he saw the whole show because he was with his mouth and his eyes wide open.

 


I pulled myself out of my own stupor and Trish's when I headed for her.

 


- Fuck! Let's get out of here, Trish. - my scream seemed to alert her and pull her out of her trance.

 

-Ahhh. Yes. Let's go! - he said in a neutral tone and we both ran out like hell, leaving Chad on the floor.

 

I don't remember how long I ran or when I had left the hallways or the school or the school avenue and was now 3 blocks away from it. I don't remember Trish following me all the way, either.

We were both very agitated and let out a lot of air. Now we're hiding in a dark little alley, luckily no one was following us. Not the director or the shark Chad.

 

-Why the fuck did we run... no one was following us. - Trish said coughing.

 

-I don't know... it scared me a little. God... goddamn Chad... I hope he's okay. – now I was genuinely scared. I didn't expect my plan to work out so well.

 

-What are you talking about? Anon... you kicked that jock asshole! You looked so cool! - said Trish raising her arms and with a silly smile.

 

-What...?

 

-Seriously Skinnie... The way you gore him and pushed him against the locker... I didn't think you'd be so wild Anon.- said Trish getting uncomfortably close to me as she looked me in the eye and if it wasn't for my paranoia and anxiety being higher, I would have thought that maybe Trish enjoyed that beating. 

 

-I'm not a violent person, Trish, but I don't like being fucked... anyway... we better get out of here. -  I move, but I feel a strong cramp in my back, maybe the blow Chad gave me was finally taking its toll. I would have fallen to the floor if it hadn't been for Trish grabbing my shoulder.

 

-Are you okay Anon?- Trish was nailing her claws into my forearm.

 

-Ahh... I think I'm just getting tired. My adrenaline is getting low... Just, let's go home Trish.- I sounded like a character from a goddamn Toretto movie, I just need to name the family and why it's so important.

 

-Of course. Let's go! - Trish wrapped herself in my left arm and pushed me out of the alley and now we were walking down the avenue.

 

Trish's the purple trigga escorted me all the way to my house and never let go of my arm. If it wasn't for me thinking about what Chad or the whole damn football group would do to me tomorrow when they see me, I would have asked Trish for an explanation of why she was being so good to me when she hated me to death a week ago.

 

My pressure on Trish's body felt hot, very hot, Trish looked like a goddamn car radiator. I could feel Trish's breasts, Trish's very generous big breasts, were squeezing uncomfortably against my arm.

 

-“Why this Trigga is so warm. Will it have gotten hot when we ran out”?...”God, she has a great pair of fat tits” – that last thought I think was the most important thought I’ve ever had in my entire life.

 

After a couple of streets and about 10 minutes we reached the apartment complex where he lived. I'm not gonna ask how Trish knew where i lived, but that would explain that bag of burnt shit I found once in my mailbox.

 

-Thank you Trish... I thank you for coming with me...-

 

I was really grateful, but when i tried to get me out of her grip, Trish kept pulling at me. I was driving into the front desk of me building. Trish seemed to be in automatic mode and her gaze seemed lost. We practically went up a couple of stairs until I finally remembered I could talk.

 

-Trish... what are you doing? Trish? TRISH!- I said shaking the goddamn Trigga's head and it seemed to have driven her away... whatever had her like that.

 

-Ahhh what? Were you telling me something? - Trish looked at me like she was a little girl. I was starting to get angry.

 

-Yes, let me go. We're already at my house. - 

 

Trish didn't seem to understand what I was saying, but in less than five seconds she let me go and jumped backwards. She let out a little air and now she was putting his hands to his head.

 

-Ahhhsorry Anon,Ihopeyougetbetter,seeyoutomorrowatschool. GOODBYE! - Trish ran out after yelling all that at me. 

 

I was left like a complete idiot incapable of processing what just happened, only able to move my head in the direction where Trish ran off. 

This fucking day really was incredibly weird.

 

 

The day after my strange day when i almost get my ass kicked, things were surprisingly calm. At school, neither Spears nor Chad scolded me or Chad's football team didn't come hunting my ass or even Trish told me anything about what had happened. She basically played the fool and ignored me olympically... well, that wasn't too bad either. Plus: Reeda went back to school and could at least waste some time with her in class.

 

Fang wasn't going back to school yet. That was weird.

 

Although the day started again weird ones again. Fuck my life.

 

While walking through the streets of Volcadera I was approached by that strange guy I met with Fang at the city fair. That weird ass bird that was missing legs, I think his name was Fritatta or some shit. 

He seemed to be talking to his hand puppet when he saw me coming up the street.

 

-Young bald rebel... Greetings. - he told me in his relaxed hippie tone.

 

I didn't recognize him at first, but the guy kept talking to me.

 

-It seems that the times of change are happening today, the seasons where the blood demands what the body needs...- I was too tired to bear his senseless shit, but when I was about to leave he spread me a bag that I took out of his kidneys. -These jewels will help you build the shelter to comfort the wild beasts. Use them wisely... 

 

Since I thought the guy was drugged as shit and why it was free I decided to take his strange peace offering. After all, I didn't mind the guy who sold me to my dear Raymba.

That bag far from being “jewels” was a bag of gems of various colors, there were also several colored feathers and it had a strong smell of weed.

 

I don't know why the fuck I took this bag of trash.

 

 

By lunchtime, I sat down alone again and since  that vegan meal of meatballs with soy sauce left me a taste of burnt grass in my mouth, I decided to bring my own food to class today. But just at lunchtime, I realized something:

 

-“This thing is raw....”- 

 

I murmured looking at that half-cooked piece of meat that could hardly be considered a medium-rare piece of meat. 

 

-“God, like a complete idiot I don’t cook last night’s meat well”- I said pulling the imaginary hair on my head. Hopefully, and maybe this thing won't give me salmonella... maybe if I ask the Lunch Lady for a loaf, this thing will taste better. 

 

I put away my lunch still without much desire to chew that meat gum and take out of my backpack the bag of precious stones that I was given this morning. I take out a handful and study a little these small stones: they are quite nice and they are of several colors, but I prefer one of a rather strong pink color that comes out of the cooler colors. 

 

As I study the stone in my hand I can hear someone sitting right in front of me at the lunch table.

 

-Hey dude, sup.- Reeda would call me in his usual relaxed voice. It looked like she  didn't have any lunch and she was chewing gum.

 

-Hey man, don't you bring lunch? -  

 

-Naaa man, I'm trying  intermittent fasting  you know... it helps me with some inflammation problems I have.- Reeda supported her elbows on the mezzanine and gave me a disinterested look as she continued chewing her gum.

 

-Fasting? What... are you sick? Is that why you missed yesterday...? And of all this... where the fuck did Trish go? I haven't seen her since this morning.- my questions put the beautiful pink bird of prey in front of me out of her good humor.

 

-Slow down dude... one question at a time... - Reeda seemed to laugh now and there was a flush on his face. -Trish said something about skipping lunch... and something about not wanting to deal with your ass today...- 

 

I'm just giving Reeda a poker face, thinking about what happened yesterday.

 

-Great, anyway, I didn't feel like deal with her  today either... - I said squeezing with my finger the gemstone I still had in my hand. Reeda noticed that gesture and drew attention to me.

 

- What do you have in your hand, Anon?-  the bird of prey pressed its head, beating its wild hair where it had several braids around it.

 

-Ahh, just some stones a random guy gave me this morning.  Think Fast: - I said throwing the stone in the air, making Reeda grab it using his two palms.

 

-Woo dude... Its  very pretty. - Reeda was staring at the stone with a rather unusual interest. I guess because she's half a hippie, she likes these trinkets. -You can make a very good use of this ...-

 

-You say eh? You know, you can have it.  

 

Reeda let out a sudden air and almost dropped the stone to the ground, but managed to catch it awkwardly. The bird of prey looked at me with big bright eyes as it held the stone with both hands. 

 

-Dude, what the fuck? - I asked my friend laughing at her silly reaction

 

-Are... are you really going to give it to me? - she told me in a very soft tone, very unbecoming of her since her voice is usually very hoarse because of the carfe and other shit she usually smokes.

 

-Ahh... yes, of course. But if you don't want it, you can...-  when I reached out my hand, Reeda,  hissed me like a primitive dino making me scared and letting myself escape a very gay hiss and a fart that luckily wasn't heard.

 

-I MEAN...! Suuuuureeeee...dude... Thank you so much for the gift! - said Reeda, taking the gemstone to his face and rubbing it on his face like soap. 

 

Reeda had very strange customs that I found difficult to understand, such as her fondness for night walks to abandoned industrial parks, her hobby of making her own clothes out of cheaper ones, and her mania of keeping her hair loose because, according to her, “it makes her look like a lion.”  I figured what just happened was one of those weird customs of hers. I thought she was cute, anyway.


I grabbed a handful of those rocks again and put them in front of Reeda who gave me an expression of stupor almost like Trish's yesterday when she saw me kick Shark's ass.

-“It feels so weird to say that and make it sound believable”- said my brain inside my head in a mocking tone. 

 

-Dude...- Reeda's voice now looked shaky and seemed to be tearing because her eyes were bright.

 

-Don't say anything man... I got a lot of them, I'll leave you all these. Just because you're my broh Reeda.  

 

I liked that expression Reeda gave me back, almost the expression of a baby who had just been given the most valuable object in the world. The bird of prey's smile was shy but gigantic and after shyly picking up the handful of gemstones, she  put them in the kidneyshell that she  had right under his blouse.
 
-Anon... thank you very much... I never thought they'd give me something like this... so soon. - Reeda was blushing and a couple of tears came out of her eyes, but I wiped them right away.

 

I would have answered, but I was too busy choking on Reeda's strong grip. The bird of prey was now wrapping me in a strong embrace and I could feel how its body was hot, like very hot. Almost boiling. Did  she  have  fever?

 

The hug lasted for a second and reminded me of the one that Fang gave me that time on the roof...

Fang

Raptor Jesus, I miss that non-binary punk bird. Maybe I should text her later.

But right now I was in Reeda's strong embrace, which actually was pretty nice. Reeda's plumage was comfortable and soft to the touch, I could practically sleep peacefully on it without any problem

Sleep... on... REEDA!? 

Before my spaghetti shot out of my pants, the raptor girl let me go  and now she was sitting next to me.

 

-Dude... you're like... really sweaty. Are you nervous? - Reeda said narrowing his eyes, staring at me and smiling. 

 

-That's because you hugged me... How the Dinos do not sweat with so much plumage on them.- i said, settling my wrinkled shirt. I could feel the scent of Reeda permeating me now.

 

-Hehe... that's our thing, nothing more. Besides... the season helps us a lot. - 

 

Reeda said playfully, placing his hand on mine.

 

I almost shit myself for this gesture. 

 

She saw me pull away a little and gave me a look of complete astonishment and sadness. My reaction was not what she expected.

 

-“Fuck, I better improvise something more...”- I thought looking anywhere and that’s when I saw it:

My lunch.  Where was that “blue medium rare” meat?

 

-Anon... I...- Reeda can't say anything because I interrupted her.

 

-Hey broh.... Wouldn't you like something to eat? You look hungry...-  I made an effort not to stutter as I opened my tray revealing my raw lunch. 

 

My shitty excuse seemed to work because Reeda was now watching my lunch and his eyes opened again. Her snout wrinkled as she smelled that cut of raw meat.... Raptor Jesus I hope I haven't activated some primal instinct within her .

 

-You know broh... you told me that you like the medium rara... So... Ahh... I brought you... this.- I said putting the tray in front of Reeda for her to see it better. 

 

-For me?- murmur the bird of prey looking at me incredulously 

 

-Yes silly... I'm not going to eat it, it's too raw for humans. - It wasn't entirely a lie, this thing was sure to give me Parasitic worms  if I ever ate it.

 

-Anon....- Reeda wrinkled his mouth with happiness and it looked like he was really going to cry this time. 

 

A great grip pulled me out of my amazement and gave me a pull that wrapped me around and took me glued to Reeda. That thing was nothing but Reeda's tail that wrapped around me and now I was wearing it like a fluffy scarf while I was next to it.

 

-You really are the best dude... - Reeda posed me a kiss on the cheek as I closed more his grip on his tail against my neck.

 

-Mmm no problem broh... - I said effortlessly as I felt Reeda's tail blowing my air.

Fuck, Reeda can be almost as strong as Trish.

 

I spent the rest of my lunch hour practically glued to Reeda watching her devour that slice of raw meat and drink the rest of the blood off the platter like it was ketchup....  

- “And she told me that she was trying  intermittent fasting  .”

 

-I wanted to... but I wasn't going to deny this either...- Reeda squeezed one of my cheeks playfully with his claws. It made me feel like a child... a child being subdued by a dinosaur girl with the power to break ribs using only her tail.

 

-Great Reeda... but you know dude, could you let me go now? - 

 

-Ohh of course dude... - 

 

Reeda finally pulled her thick tail out of my neck as she apologized for her “unusual” behavior. 

 

As I rubbed my neck and made myself more comfortable, the bell rang to mark the end of lunch.

Thank God.

 

-Well dude... it's time to go to class, I guess. - I said looking cautiously at my friend Reeda. I stepped away a little to get up from my seat and grab my things that were still on the table.

 

-Oh yeah dude. Let's go. - Reeda joined me as we both walked out of the cafeteria.

 

As we were leaving I noticed that again few students had come to school. 

My day was certainly better than it had been yesterday, mostly because  didn't try to kill me  a 300-pound jock shark.  But it was still super weird day. Mostly for my friend Reeda. Like Trish yesterday now it was her turn to behave strangely around me but unlike Trish at least she does enjoy my company... but this is ridiculous enough.

 

There I was walking with Reeda attached to my arm through the halls heading to my next class while I could hear her humming under her breath, like we were having a picnic and shit. Luckily there were few people around or else they would have thought the two of us were .... Something.

 

Since it was Reeda I didn't mind her getting comfortable around me but this was already getting to be a bit much.

 

Finally we got to my class: Music and again I would have to work like a virgin idiot alone, because Fang still didn't show any signs of life.

 

-Well dude... This is my stop... I'll see you in math. - I said trying to wriggle out of the bird of prey's grip, but she wouldn't let up.

 

-Anon... dude... Thanks for today... It was unexpected, I admit it. But if it's you... I wouldn't mind. - Reeda gave me a look of sad puppy dog eyes that threatened to not only melt my heart but the whole fucking school.

 

-Hey... we're broh. You'd do the same for me, wouldn't you?

 

Reeda took a few seconds before answering me and looked up again, this time more determined.

 

-Of course, dude! And you now what... This weekend, come to my house! - Reeda said with a lot of determination in her voice. Her tail was now going back and forth in the air. -Let's make the most of these stones, dude....


-Ahh... sure, no problem. Later tell me the details... Now I have to get to class, dude.-I wanted to ask what the fuck Reeda was talking about but out of all the weird shit today it seemed the least weird of all. Plus: Reeda is my broh, nothing weird is gonna happend.... right ?

 

-Great dude!- Reeda gave me one last hug and spun me around the halls like a top and then released me to run off to her next class as she waved her hands at me.

I watched my broh the bird of prey walk away down the halls and wasn't sure how to feel about today.

 

-"Fuck... and all this for some fucking shitty stones... I wonder what I can i give Fang to be nice to me?" 

 

My muttering died after I put my hand on the music class door and opened the door to be greeted by my new class of the day. 

 

 

The rest of the day passed without incident and I hardly saw Reeda or Trish again, basically because they had other class schedules and I almost finished before them. 

The halls of the school were very quiet this week, again many students were absent from school, but this time there were more herbivores than carnivores.

Was I missing something here? Depending on your diet could you miss certain days per week? Could this apply to me as well?

 

-"Maybe I could talk to Spears to see if I could take a day off..."-I could now speak out loud without the need to hide my mumbling.

 

Maybe I should also talk to Naser or Naomi...after all they are the student presidents and maybe they know why the school is almost empty...and maybe I should give explanations to Naser why his star player would now have to skip practice because of a broken snout.

 

-"Naser's not going to believe me anyway," I mutter under my breath as I head for the exit.

 

The afternoon sun greeted me as I left the school and strangely I was feeling a little... nostalgic. As weird as it sounds I missed being around people... I missed the girls, I missed being able to talk to Fang, our escapades to the roof of the school... Hell, I even miss Trish's insults and Naomi's manipulative bitch attitude. Maybe I got too used to them or maybe for the first time in my life I could say I had a nice group of close friends and acquaintances and now I was missing it.

 

- "Fuck Anon... When did you become such a pussy"- I said to myself as I walked down the stairs, luckily I was only a couple of steps from the end.

And my question answered itself when I stepped on something that made me fall down the stairs. 

 

-Ahhh BITCH! 

 

I scream as my pathetic humanity was now rolling down the final steps, my limbs flew through the air, and  I fell and bounced on my ass until I bounced one last time on the floor of the school entrance. Luckily my butt broke my fall, but not my pride.

 

And to top it off: whatever I stepped on and  tripped me, bounced with me and hit me in the back of the head. I manage to pull myself together from my humiliation and without any broken bones or major pain (other than that of my pride and self-esteem) I look with a deep loathing at the thing that made me fall, right next to my feet:

 

It's a stick

A fucking shitty wooden stick.

My stupid ass tripped over a fucking piece of wood.

 

-JESUS RAPTOR, I'm pathetic! - I say out loud as I pick up that shitty stick and when I was ready to break it, I stare at it carefully.

 

It was no ordinary wooden stick, this thing seemed to be some sort of finely carved and sanded wood. It had a totally smooth feel to the touch and had several reliefs engraved on the underside. It looked like those cave flutes that appeared in history books or it also looked like those talismans that ancient tribes used for rituals.

Thank for the  history classes, they're finally useful.

I wanted to destroy this thing but it was a shame have to do it.

 

-Maybe it's someone's homeword... maybe I should return it... -I said analyzing this thing more as I turned it up and down.

 

A shadow loomed over me as I heard footsteps descending.

-Hello Anon.- a rather high-pitched but jovial voice said to me as she extended a hand in greeting.

 

-Ohh... Hello... Ahhh... -Ohh...

 

I couldn't remember this girl's name, but I did know her since we shared several classes together. That girl was a pterodactyl very similar to Fang with the difference that she was shorter, even shorter than Trish and had slightly longer hair tied in pigtails, she had quite pretty hazel eyes. The young pterodactyl girl had a rather boyish outfit consisting of a long t-shirt over a short t-shirt and tight beige beach shorts with black sneakers. 

 

-Stacy, Anon... My name is Stacy....- said the ptero girl cautiously looking at me out of the corner of her eye.

 

-Sorry Stacy... I'm terrible at remembering names...".

 

-No problem Anon. It's easy for me, you're the only human in the whole school after all...- she said with a cute smile that reminded me of Naomi's but unlike the peach colored bitch, Stacy's smile was genuine.

 

-It's hard to go unnoticed in a Dino-only school, huh?- I unconsciously scratched my head with the stick that seconds before made me fall down.

 

-It's not so bad stand out... maybe if you talked to more people, you could...-  Stacy stopped when she saw me scratching myself with that stick. -What is that Anon? 

 

-This thing? I don't know... I just found it... .... It looks like some kind of carved stick. - I said while I took the stick in my hands and then I extended it for Stacy to grab it, although this gesture was strange to the ptero girl who didn't know what to do next.

 

-Ahh... may I? - Stacy extended her hand to take the stick for a closer look and I could notice how a blush on her cheeks spread across her face as she continued to analyze the stick.

 

-You know... I'll give it to you if you want. - I said without much interest in my voice. If I kept it, I would probably end up transforming it into a pipe to smoke weed with Reeda. Anyway, Stacy seemed more interested in that thing than I was.

 

And suddenly the weird shit hit my life again as Stacy froze in place and gave me an incredulous look back. Her mouth was wide open, as were her eyes and her wings spread out dropping some feathers to the ground. His face was very red and he was now trembling as his grip threatened to break that piece of wooden stick.

 

-Are you... really? Are you going to give it to me!? - she said stuttering awkwardly. -TO ME?

 

-Why wouldn't I...-  I said now looking incredulously at the girl.

 

"What is it with the bitches of this school and why do they go crazy when you give them stuff?"-  my brain said on its own making my other organs listen too.

 

-Anon this is very sudden... Unexpected actually... Does Fang know about this? - she asked me asking very close to me. Her hazel eyes were shining in the sunlight.

 

-Ahhh what? Fang,... she's my friend... Why do you ask? - 

 

-Ahhh like... like... I thought you two... well... - Stacy kept stuttering as she grabbed that stick with both hands and gave me quick glances and then looked down again. -AHH IT'S TRUTH! -Nowi t's my turn to give you something! I have to get everything ready. - she said almost shouting, spreading her wings again and adopting a strange position that my monkey brain interpreted as some kind of attack pose.

 

-Ahhh no need Stacy...REALLY...- maybe I said this last one too loud but the little ptero didn't seem to mind because she came back to me. 

 

-OF COURSE I HAVE TO DO IT ANON! You gave me your offering... Now I have to work to make the...the...- the little ptero girl couldn't continue because of embarrassment and wrapped her own wings around herself. Stacy let out a high-pitched gasp from inside her makeshift feather shelter before timidly sticking her snout out.

 

-Sorry Anon, I have to go... See you later.-  she said quickly. And still without getting out of his wing cocoon he ran off in the opposite direction from where we were.

 

I certainly wasn't prepared for that.

I wasn't prepared for anything that had happened this week. 

But honestly I was used to it by now.

 

-Fucking Dino Chicks, man... 

 

I stare like a fool in the direction where that girl had gone a few minutes ago, before turning around and making my way back to my apartment.

Tomorrow, hopefully it will be yet another strange day. 
 

 

 


The next morning.

Again, another school day.

Another strange day.

But this time I was prepared for the occasion.

I was psyching myself up that strange things were going to happen and this time I wasn't going to catch my ass sleeping. No Japtor Jesus, Not today.

 

At least I was sure of one thing: Fang was going back to class today. Yesterday after my meeting with Stacy, I found my missing balls and texted Fang and for my surprise: she not only texted me back but also that she was coming back tomorrow. That was great... maybe we could have lunch together with Reeda and Trish.

 

Although I was hoping that my meeting with the two of them after our peculiar moments would not be awkward. I hadn't seen them for a few days.

 

-I just hope Fang behaves as usual and doesn't act weirder than usual.... - 

 


At least the school was also back to normal after these rather slow days. Herbivorous and carnivorous students were walking in numbers through the halls of the school.  They even turned inquisitive glances at me as I walked by some obviously speciesist groups.

God, how I missed this. 

 

And speaking of speciesist asshole, I ran into Trish in the hallway. She was against her locker looking at something on her cell phone. 

 

-Sup my Trigga... -I say asking myself next to Trish. Is it my idea or does she look shorter than usual?

Trish gave me back a look of irritated eyes, but after that she reciprocated my greeting with.... Get ready for this:

 

ANOTHER SALUTE. 

 

By far the weirdest thing of the week.

 

 

-Morning Skinnie...- she said still leaning against the lockers looking at nothing in particular. 

 

-You waving at me, no insults? Are you feeling okay Trish?-  my goofy grin was threatened by a look of restrained anger from Trish.

 

-Agh... you're annoying shaved monkey...- Trish was now starting to wag her tail back and forth when she laid her eyes on me. One of the strands of her curly purple hair fell over her face causing it to partially cover part of her face. 

Almost without realizing it I found myself staring at Trish as she did the same to me. We both held each other's gazes for a few seconds until Trish, blushing, averted her gaze, losing our impromptu staring contest. 

 

-Raptor Jesus, you are a  dork Anon.-  she said, crossing her arms but giving me back a warm smile that was very unbecoming of her. -I guess you want to enforce on your offering from the other day? .... - she said lowering her gaze, embarrassed.

 

-Ahhh... sure, of course... So, when do we do it? - I said without having any fucking idea what this trigger was talking about. Sometimes I have to improvise when someone tells me something and I have no idea what they are saying. 

 

-DO YOU WANT TO DO IT NOW!?- Trish raised her voice, looking at me in disbelief and anger. Trish's amethyst eyes were moist and her herbivore fangs were glistening. -Raptor Jesus man.... You're a scumbag Anon...- Trish stood very uncomfortably close to me until we were almost face to face. -I was right about you all along...- she murmured softly in my ear. I could feel Trish's warm breath on my skin as she also breathed through her nostrils into my face.

 

-Ahh...Trish?-  I said with my best poker face, trying not to shit my pants.

 

Trish gently turned away from looking at my face but her wide tail was now wrapped around my neck and stroking my left ear.

 

-But I think it's better this way .... After all at least you're going to leave Fang alone... I dont mind, to tell you the truth. I think you're the one, after your demonstration with that stupid jock... maybe...- said Trish finally turning to see me, but cornering me against the lockers while pressing her big tits against my chest.

My face practically lost its color right now as I felt a few beads of sweat slip off.

 

-...maybe you're the fittest, Skinnie... - Trish gave a sly grin as she threw her body on top of me against the lockers. Her tail was completely wrapped around my neck.


Just when I thought this was going to escalate any further Trish peels off of me and uncoils her tail from my neck. 

 

I groped my neck a little after that thick grip. My brain was about to commit suicide, exploding inside my head due to so much overload from so much thinking.

 

Trish moved a foot away from me and resumed her serious look she always gives me.

 

-My place. This Saturday. After 7pm. Don't be late, you fucking ape. - Trish was now walking calmly away from me down the halls. - I'll text you the address later. - She said without turning around as I watched her tail wagging in a... seductive way? She knew I was watching her.

 

I was completely silent for several seconds as my brain rebooted. I don't know how long I stood in that hallway, leaning my shocked humanity against the lockers. 

-Raptor Jesus... what the fuck just happened? - 

 

The sound of the bell brought me out of my stupor and after much effort I was able to get up to go to my first class.

 

 


I spent the next period practically in silence and shivering as if they had thrown ice water on me. It was no wonder: Trish, the trigger who hated me from the second zero of knowing me, hints on me in the halls and wants me to go to her house this weekend. And I don't think to play Rock Ring or play bass.

As I walked to... nowhere really my anxious mind still couldn't process what was going on.

 

-Is it because I gave him that salad? I don't think it was because of something so basic...- I mumbled dumbly as I dodged people down the aisles. 

 

By this point I was just walking just for walking through the halls of the school. 

 

-She said something about an "offering"... -I paused a bit to think by the restrooms. -She also said something about my "demonstration" with Chad Shark... Did she like that I... gore him? WTF?" I said extending my hands to nothing in particular. 

 

I couldn't understand what the fuck was going on in Trish's head but I totally had to decline her offer... tempting offer but decline it at the end of the day. Maybe if I found some excuse for this Saturday, she would leave me alone... what other plans did she have in mind for the weekend? Shitpost on my favorite Brazilian Erotic Pastry Boards? masturbate? everything else? 

 

-God, I need to find myself other hobbies... -I said realizing how shitty my weekends are. -Maybe Reeda can give me a hand with .... THAT'S IT, REEDA! She can help me! - I said raising my voice a lot through the halls without realizing it. 

 

I also didn't notice when the bathroom door opened next to me.

 

-Hey Dude... how are you? - talking about the devil. Reeda came out of the bathroom wiping her hands on a piece of toilet paper and threw it back into the bathroom.


-Reeda...-  I said super happy to see the pink raptor  girl. 

 

-Ahh are you happy to see me already? Ehh big guy...- she said while wagging her tail.

 

-Ahh yeah, I have to ask you something...

 

-Ahh sure man, what's up? - 

 

-Ahh how do you say... Ahhh... -

 

Damn brain cooperate with me. Remember something... WHATEVER.

 

-Ahhh ah still... Ahh... still.... still on for this Saturday? - 

 

That's right. Reeda first said to meet her this Saturday. That's perfect. It's the perfect excuse not to have to see Trish. Come on Reeda, you're my broh. You can get me out of this...

 

-Ohh Anon... heh... I'm glad you didn't forget that. - the bird of prey said with joy, clasping her hands and looking down. A blush was very visible on her face despite her already red skin. Her tail was now twirling like crazy.

 

-Hey... why would I forget, you are my broh Reeda... -I said regaining a bit of calmness. I knew Reeda could help me.

 

-All this very sudden, dude... -Now Reeda was holding her hands in her cheeks. - But something told me that you were not going to wait... - 

 

The bird of prey was now giving me a sly look back as it bared its sharp teeth.

 

-Exactly Reeda... Great... Now, since we're going to see each other... I need to ask you about... 

 

I didn't finish my words when I felt something grab me by the waist and touch my crotch. When I looked down I could see what it was: Reeda's fluffy tail, it was closing over me and resting like a slug on my penis, as if it was trying to unzip my pants.

 

- "Fuck, not your Reeda...."- I thought to myself still looking at that spectacle. I didn't know Reeda's tail could be so flexible and playful.

 

-Ooohhh... you have no idea Broh.- Reeda wagged her tail making me turn around and move towards her. 


The bird of prey caught me with her arms and now we were face to face. Her tail now coiled around me like a snake.

 

-I can be as flexible and playful as you want me to be Anon...-  Reeda said to me as she pressed her muzzle against my nose. Her natural red eyes were a fire burning with primal desire as I could feel her warm breath. she smelled like mouthwash and carfe...the latter made me a little dizzy.

 

-Ahh fuck my mumbles... - I said trying to get away from Reeda while looking at the raptor girl that was holding me prisoner.

 

-I dont mind... I think they are cute. - Reeda nuzzled her snout leisurely against my neck while planting gentle kisses on my skin and face, at the same time caressing me using her rough tongue. 
Thank goodness I didn't eat any breakfast or my spaghetti would have flown out of my pockets. 

 

When Reeda finished her caresses, she planted a kiss on the corner of my mouth and murmured her intentions.

 

-I've got it all ready, dude... You're going to love how I built it. Just for the two of us...- Reeda loosened her grip a little, but still looked at me with the same desire and hunger.

 

-Ahh... ah... what... what did you build, Reeda?- I said, feeling the kisses still wet on my face. 

My brain by this point had already left my head and moved to the head below. And it was also threatening to want to come out of my pants.

 

-Hehehe... you're going to have to wait... Skinnie... - Reeda hugged me warmly after saying this. It was the first time she said that to me, but I could feel she said it more to herself, than with a speciesist nickname.

 

After a while she finally released her grip and my body finally relaxed a little. 

Fuck Reeda could be so strong if she put her mind to it.

I stretched for a few seconds to regain feeling in my body and Reeda folded her arms and resumed her relaxed and soft pose.

 

-Mmm... sorry about that, dude. But we'll have time to do that again. Anyway... I'll expect you at my place around 7pm. Don't be late. - Reeda turned to give me a glimpse of her firm buttocks, her tail swished under my face passing right under my nose, as if she were a cat. That made me sneeze a little. 

 

-See you later Anon. I have to go to class... Bay.- 

 

Reeda said goodbye to me as her tail swirled in the air like a whirlpool.

I just stared at what had just happened and couldn't believe what was happening or what I had done to deserve this. 

 

-My two friends... They want to fuck me... Ah the same time and the same day. - I mumbled with my eyes so wide threatening to pop out of my face.

 

Whatever I did next after that. It didn't matter.

I was screwed.

And I still needed a good explanation for this.

But I guess it was too late.

 

 

 

I skipped lunch. Or, rather: I didn't go to the cafeteria.

I didn't feel like running into Reeda or Trish or experiencing another awkward situation with any more females.

 


So I escaped to the roof, a private refuge where I could be alone from people and the rest of the school. It wasn't just mine, though... It was also hers.

 

Fang

 

The last time I went up to the roof, I was with Fang... Although actually all my times I was always with her. It was like her private nest in the world and she would invite me up there from time to time. I myself was surprised when Fang successfully forged the key to the roof door after learning how to manipulate clay and melt metal during Art class... although the metal part she did at home after melting old keys using the gas tank from her father's barbecue grill.

Anyway, Fang had given me a spare key and told me I could always go to the roof if I was feeling mad.

Today is one of those days where I was feeling more strange and autistic than usual so I needed some fresh air.

The rooftop air hits me after I open the door and reveals the usual panorama: the large roof space with the stairs leading up to the water tank and around the roof were the barbed wire fences to prevent anyone from falling... or throwing themselves off.

My eyes fly around the place hoping to find someone and to my surprise there was no one... at least at the bottom.

 

-Hey dweeb, over here! - a very familiar voice calls to me from upstairs and that's when I see her. Her head was sticking out over the stairs and she had a graceful expression on her face.

Fang. 

The non-binary pterodactyl girl.

I had never been so happy to see her.

I said nothing at her call, just moved in her direction, clumsily and quickly climbing the stairs. With a little effort I had finally reached the top where Fang was waiting for me. And sure enough, there she was:

Standing in front of me with a joyful expression on her face, both her hands were behind her back and her pose was one of slight surprise.

 

-Hey Anon, long time no see... how are you dweeb?- she gave me back a cheerful smile and her eyes seemed to sparkle with light.

 

-Fang... it's you...- I said like a zombie looking at someone I felt I hadn't seen in a long time.

I didn't notice when my body moved only towards Fang and I didn't notice when I hugged her either, I hadn't realized how much I had missed her either.

Fang tensed at the sudden hug, but quickly her body loosened at my sudden cheerfulness.

 

-Ahh... hey... it's only been a few days since we've seen each other... It's no big deal... -her voice sounded shy but equally cheerful.

I realized what I had done and undid the impromptu hug.

 

-I'm sorry Fang... I... It's just, I'm so glad to see you. You don't know what a week I had...- I said with a tired smile looking at the ptero girl who blushed at my comment. 

 

-Don't talk nonsense dweeb.... This week was hard for me too. - Fang said looking down in embarrassment. One of her big tights was making a circle on the floor. Her arms were still behind her back. 

 

-You want to talk about it...? Because I've got so much shit you won't believe it. - I said, making a cross in the air and laughing at my own comment.

 

-Of course. But before that... I have to give you something Anon.... - said Fang apologetically avoiding my gaze.

 

-Ahhh what thing...?-  my eyes glanced at her arms and I realized now that she was hiding something.

 

Fang stretched out both arms and revealed before me what appeared to be some sort of souvenir made of feathers. It was a dream catcher made with silver colored wires and around it was decorated with feathers covered with a beryl-like substance to prevent deterioration. It was a very beautiful object. 

 

-Fang... it's beautiful... you made it for me? -  I said taking the souvenir from Fang and giving him a genuine smile. I think it was the first time since my childhood that I was given something as a gift.

 

-I made it myself... it took a lot of work and you won't believe how many YSnootTube videos I had to watch to make it. -  

 

Fang put her hands to her elbows and wrapped her wings around herself out of embarrassment but partially because she could still see it.

 

-I love it Fang. Thank you so much. - I hugged her again, but this time it was reciprocated by the ptero girl who also wrapped her wings around me. It felt like that time when she opened up to me about her troubles, looking for a shoulder to cry on and I gladly gave her mine.

 

After a few minutes of cuddling, we sat at the edge of the stairs, where we were comfortably shaded. 


 
Fang now leaned against my shoulder and with her left hand grabbed my right shoulder. The ptero girl's muzzle now rested on my chest. On my side, my chin rested on Fang's head.

 

This is nice

 

After a hectic start to the week, ending the week like this is more than a clean-shaven ape like me deserved. 

 

-Anon... did you like my offering? - I couldn't see her, but I could sense her embarrassment in her voice. 

 

-I loved it Fang .... Your...OFFERING!?-  I said it very loudly. Fang stood up to look at me strangely. Her face had now turned completely red and her wings covered her face again. 

 

-Don't say it so loudly dweeb! People don't have to find that I chose you...- said Fang turning around still looking like a cocoon with her own wings.

 

-You chose.... Me? But... for what? - my voice was shaky and I didn't quite know what to say next. My memories of the week were shooting through my brain like memories of Vietnam. 

 

-I knew you were going to say that, you big dummy...- said Fang coming out of his winged shelter. -But I don't blame you...you are a human...after all. - Fang settled back down next to me to get a better look at me.  -I chose you during the Estrous Seasons for . .... Well...- Fang looked down suddenly and looked back up quickly -AAAGH DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT YOU DWEEB.- Fang's cheeks were burning with embarrassment and his eyes were watery. 

 

Estrous Seasons

That word echoed in my mind for a few seconds and it didn't take long for my monkey brain to connect the two neurons I have to tie two patterns together. 

It was Estrous Seasons

The girls are in their... "hot" days.

They were looking for a male for the day

To keep them company during the season... The season where almost no one at school was present and herbivores and carnivores were occasionally missing.

Oh Raptor Jesus, what a mess I got myself into?

 

-Ahhh Fang...-  My voice was almost a whisper but I had to be sure of something. -At Estrous Seasons.... It is habit  to make an offering to the person you chose to... well, you know?...-  my voice sounded mechanical and my face was very pale. The blood completely evaporated from my body.

 

-Of course, dweeb... I mean, it's usually the male's job to make the offering or make a silly display of "power" to impress the female, but that's so archaic that even my parents didn't do that- Fang settled against me once more and gave me a kiss on the cheek with his muzzle. -But since you're such a clueless dweeb... it was my duty to give you an offering so we can both be together. - Fang gave me such a beautiful smile that helped me relax even a little. -I hope it doesn't bother you...-  Fang looked away from my face totally embarrassed.

 

So that's what this was all about... the girls were in their Estrous Seasons. Is that why they were so charmed by my gestures?  Reeda with the rocks and Trish for that salad... but did my fight with Chad shark have something to do with, too? Did she succeed because of that? Did she now see me as some sort of alpha male? I knew that male triceratops gored each other to assert their dominance and also to impress the females... but I didn't think Trish was attracted to such things....

 

-"So what Reeda built was a nest...For the two of us"-  my brain commented, echoing inside my head. "Us?" Sounds like a herd to me, brainiac.

 

My anxiety spiked again when I realized something: Reeda, Trish and Fang "selected" me for their Estrous Seasons. And two of them on the same day? 

 

If it was one of those fucking hentai harem anime I'd be happy but life isn't fucking anime and now I'm in fucking trouble. 

 

-Anon everything ok?... You seem very quiet...- said Fang clutching his grip against me. 

 

-Ahh sorry Fang... it's just... haha... Noooo... I wasnt  sure what to think... This is sudden...- my stuttering now replaced my mumbling. I just hope Fang doesn't notice my discomfort.

 

-Mmm....It's hard for me too, you know? But...with you I'm very comfortable and I don't see myself with anyone else but you. - Fang settled into my neck and gently rubbed against me. All I could do is reciprocate this with a hug. -You know...my parents will be away this weekend...and Naser left with Naomi a few days ago...I have the house to myself...- Fang now looked at me with the same look Reeda and Trish had given me: of hunger. An obscene primordial desire that threatened to devour me, but not literally.... Well, a little yes. 

 

It takes me a few seconds to answer Fang. My brain has long abandoned me and only two simple words come out automatically.

 

-Of course. - 

That came out so mechanical and emotionless that I felt like an idiot to say that, but Fang didn't seem to mind. She hugged me while giggling like a little girl and planted tender kisses on my cheek.

 

I let myself be carried away by Fang's tender kisses as they helped me calm down for a few minutes, but I knew this was temporary. I had to take care of my shit sooner or later.

 

Or escape as soon as Fang let go of me. The latter was more likely to happen.

 

After our little moment and after the bell rang to start the new class period, I found myself walking with Fang who was now holding me by the right arm with both arms. We both actually had to go to two different classes, but we were close to each other. Fang took advantage of all this time to rub up against me as we walked. Something about him marking his scent on me to mark me so no one else can claim me or some shit.

 

-Hey...quiet down Fang. - I said feeling Fang's muzzle under my chin.


 
-You quiet down dweeb, I'm not done. - Fang looked like a dog wiping his snout on his owner's pants.

 

-Ohh if you don't stop, I'm going to pee on you to mark you. That's how we cavemen did it centuries ago. We have to carry on the tradition, you know? -

 

Fang laughed at my joke, but then fell silent and gave me back a knowing smile as she raised her eyebrows.

 

-"THIS BITCH ISN'T CONSIDERING THAT, IS SHE?" my ape brain screamed inside my head. Asking me a question that quite possibly never had an answer to.

 

We arrived at my classroom after crossing the hallway and Fang said goodbye to me with a tight hug that wrapped around my whole body. She didn't want to let go, but I needed her to. I didn't want to stay outside, plus all the other students were coming back today, so I had no more excuses to be late.

 

-See you later dweeb.- Fang planted a kiss on my cheek and to my surprise also licked a generous portion of my face as well. God his tongue is so long.  -Mmm... so this is the taste of humans... I could get used to it. - He grinned mischievously watching me wipe it off with the palm of my hand. 

 

After Fang left down the halls I saw the front door of History class and was very tempted to skip. I felt like sneaking out so I wouldn't have to see the girls. 

-I'm in so much fucking trouble... Fuck... Those hentais make it so easy to have a harem.  

After a few seconds of pondering my next action, I simply open the door and walk into my History class. I just hope no one can smell Fang's scent.

 


My classes were ending naturally and luckily no one could sense my pterodactyl musk that was permeating my clothes. But I had already made my decision:

I was going to run away.

I didn't want to meet any of the girls and I was just going to play dumb eh I was going to give them a bullshit excuse so I wouldn't have to see any of them this Saturday. It wasn't the best thing to do, but I had no other options left. I wasn't going to go play alpha male with my friends, I might be an idiot, but I wasn't a scumbag either. 

I snuck through the less used hallways of the school hoping I wouldn't run into any of her and I left through the emergency exit at the back of the school to avoid running into her. 

The back of the school was very nice indeed, it was adorned by a spacious garden that the school's botany club took care of and managed... I also helped out a little on the days I was in detention but it was great to see that effort. 

I crossed the courtyard of flowers and turned right to head for the main exit and take my way home. Luckily there was almost no one around. Mostly just people from the botany club and the occasional janitor picking up trash.

 

Arriving at my destination, I was ready to go down the stairs when a familiar voice snapped me out of my "ninja-metal gear-snake" looking trance.

 

-Anon!-  the voice now turned towards me, taking several steps on the concrete.

-Oh god...-  I muttered expecting the worst. 

 

It was Stacy. The ptero girl with pigtails. She looked very cheerful, even more than yesterday.

 

-Hi Anon, how were your classes? - she asked me jovially while holding her backpack. Her cheeks were quite red and her voice was a little shaky.

Some students made an appearance, but they didn't bother us, they were just doing the same "home to school" and "school to home" routine.

 

-Ahh... I'm not complaining Stacy... how are you? - I didn't want to make conversation, but I didn't want to treat the little ptero badly either.

 

-Ahh...I'm fine... but look. I brought you something...-  the compact ptero turned to take something out of her backpack.

A stick

She was extending before me a stick. A simple wooden stick.

I'm frowning at such a strange gesture...it looked just like that stick that tripped me down the stairs the other...Oh my god.

That stick.

Stacy

The offering...

I GAVE A FREAKING OFFERING FOR THE ESTROUS SEASON TO A GIRL I BARELY KNOW! 

 

- "Oh god no"...-I thought as I held that stick and understood the implications. -Ahh you know Stacy with the other day... -I wanted to defend myself and give the little ptero an explanation but she wouldn't let me.

 

Or rather she wasn't paying attention to me.

-Before you continue Anon... -Just let me... -Stacy was now in front of me doing the same thing as me.

Stacy was now in front of me doing a kind of dance. First she spread her wings into the air and arched her body into an "S" shape. The mini ptero was now flapping her wings as she swept her feet along the ground and kicked up a bit of dust.

My mouth dropped open at the bizarre sight.

Stacy was now circling around me as she flapped her wings and shook a light breeze at me.

Some students were now watching the show and muttering to each other. 

 

- "FUCK, ANON! THIS BITCH IS DOING AN MATING DANCE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING SCHOOL"-my brain screamed inside my head to emphasize the obvious.

- "No shit brain...If you don't tell me, I wouldn't notice"- I mumbled continuing to watch Stacy doing her weird ptero ritual.

 

-WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE!-  a shrill voice shakes me out of my stupor and makes Stacy stop as well.

 

It was Fang. Visibly annoyed and with an expression of complete primordial rage.

The non-binary ptero approaches me and after looking at what I had in my hand she  let out a cry of disbelief and unceremoniously took it out of my hand. 

Fang easily broke the stick and threw it as far away from the place as possible. 

Stacy was surprised by that gesture, but not as surprised as I was, as I knew I had just convene a brutal beast.

Stacy spread her wings against Fang and hissed a high pitched scream adopting the best battle pose she could do at the moment.  The little Ptero now looked visibly annoyed but her pose was more of a cornered animal than one about to attack.

Fang on the other hand let his white wings spread into the air and not only were they bigger but Fang's battle pose was 100 times more intimidating than Stacy's and after revealing his fangs to Stacy, she let out the most guttural scream I've ever heard come out of anyone's mouth.

 

- SKREEEEEEEEE-OOOOOOONK! 

That flying animal scream threatened to break my ears and I was at a considerable distance from both ptero girls. 

 

-WTF.- I said looking at Fang and then at Stacy.

 

Little Stacy had now lowered her wings and her eyes began to water looking at the wild creature that was Fang and after shouting a quick apology, she ran down the stairs totally terrified.

Fang had not yet lowered her wings and only turned to see the little ptero running away in terror. 

 

- "SAY SOMETHING YOU IMBECILE OR WE'LL BE NEXT!"-my brain screamed inside my head again, snapping me out of my state of transient stupidity.

-Ahh yeah, right... FANG! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" I approached Fang reproaching her for what she had done to poor Stacy but she only gave me a look of fury. 

 

-THAT'S WHAT I SHOULD BE ASKING, YOU IDIOT! WHO WAS THAT BITCH AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH HER?-  Fang bellowed with fury while her wings were still outstretched. Her wings landed in front of me in a threatening manner.

 

-Ahhhhh.... - I tried to find the answer to Fang's question but it was not necessary, because....

 

-Yes Anon, who the fuck is that bitch... -! 

 

....Because another voice imposed itself between us. 

I turn to see who it was and find Trish and Reeda visibly annoyed and with indignant poses looking at me and Fang.

 

-Guys... where did you come from? - Fang finally lowered her wings when she saw her friends arrive.

 

-Dude like .... Was that girl courting you!?-  spat Reeda very annoyed. I had never seen her so angry.

 

-I leave you alone for a few hours and now you go off with another woman! God, I was really right about you... from the beginning. - Trish was now folding her arms indignantly, but her voice was more sad than angry. Her voice sounded like she was trying hard not to cry.

 

-Ahh girls, I...- My voice sounded like a whisper. 

 

-What is all this,Trish ? -  Fang asked approaching her two friends, ignoring me completely. -What do you mean "another woman"? ANON IS MY PAIR!"-  Fang let out a loud scream. Now she was looking at her friends as possible rivals.

 

-Ahhh no, it's not sis...- said Reeda approaching Fang with a crossed arms pose.

 


-What? - spat Fang raising her wings again. The fury in Fang's eyes was starting to come alive again.

 

-What Reeda is saying, Fang.......This stupid shaved ape in my pair!-  shouted Trish in a broken voice pointing accusingly at me. 

 

-What?!-  Fang now shouted at Trish's stunned response.

 

-You wish, Trish... ANON IS MY PAIR! He chose me.-  said Reeda looking at Trish. Reeda's tail swished erratically through the air. 

 

If I ever wished for a stroke, now would be the time for one.

 

-FUCK THAT REEDA! I told you the damn Skinnie's mine! I got him first. I told you so! - Trish was yelling at Reeda who shot an angry glare back at the purple triceratop.

 

-Just because he headbutted a stupid Jock, Trish.... Pff... you're a basic bitch...-  sighed Reeda crossing her arms causing Trish's and Fang's jaw and especially mine to drop to the floor. -Unlike you, I do value Anon for who he is and I don't get carried away by stupid hormonal urges. Anon tell her...- Reeda was now giving me an order and I just wanted to be swallowed up by the fucking earth. 

 

-Reeda I... 

 

I couldn't finish because Trissh interrupted me,

-SHUT YOUR MOUTH SKINNIE! - Trish spat against me before looking back at Reeda. -REEDA PLEASE... I'M SURE YOU WERE SO HIGH IN CARFE THAT YOU MISTAKEN ANON'S KINDNESS FOR FLIRT. YOUR SMOKING ASS CAN'T TELL THE SKINNIE FROM YOUR CARFE DEALERS . - Trish spat those words with a hatred that made Reeda take a few steps back in disbelief. 

 

-FUCK YOU TRISH, AT LEAST I TREAT ANON RIGHT AND DON'T INSULT HIM AND GIVE HIM A HARD TIME, YOU PURPLE BIPOLAR BITCH. - It was Reeda's turn to insult Trish. Her tail stiffened behind Reeda as she said this.

 

-Guys...- exclaimed Fang.

 

-WHO DO YOU CALL BIPOLAR, YOUR PINK CRACKHEAD? - said Trish holding out her hands

 

-GUYS...-  exclaimed Fang again.

 

-YOU...  YOU LITTLE HISTERICAL MANIPULATIVE TRIGGER BITCH... ! - Reeda looked like she was going to hit Trish. 

 

-GUYS! FUCKING LISTEN! - Fang shouted one last time.

 

Reeda and Trish turned to stare at Fang. Meanwhile I was alone as a background character in my own life. 

 

-Guys... I don't know what the fuck you talked to Anon about it, but...-  Fang stomped his feet and spread his wings in the air. -You know perfectly well... how I feel about Anon! HE IS MY PAIR and WE'RE BOTH GOING TO SPEND THE SEASON ESTROUS TOGETHER! - 

 

The three girls were now talking and yelling at each other. Each time an insult, a claim, even a threat escaped, but none of them seemed to want to let up. Fang was berating Reeda for her attitude, Trish was telling Reeda that she was a stoner and Reeda was mercilessly insulting Trish. 

The girlfriends were about to start a civil war on the school campus.

I couldn't believe my eyes what my eyes were looking at and this was all because of my stupidity.

I had to put an end to this before a friendship of so many years was broken in a single day.

 

-DAMN IT GIRLS! ENOUGH WITH THIS SHIT-  

 

I get in the middle of the three wild beasts and separate them as best I can. At least my high-pitched caveman scream got them to stop and pay attention to me.

 

-Listen, GIRLS, THIS IS STUPID! You're seriously going to fight...FOR ME!? A worthless Skinnie you've only known for a few months? Are you really going to sacrifice a friendship of so many years just to see who passes with me .... EJEM!...strous season...- this last I said it quite embarrassed and also because I could not only feel the heavy gaze of the three girls next to me, but also the looks of some curious students who had congregated to see the show.

 

Although my bullshit had sounded generic and cliché to my taste, it seemed to work because the girls had relaxed a bit and I had regained my composure again. Fang was the first to speak.

 

-Mmm... we may have overdone it a bit...-  The ptero girl folded her arms, looking around the group.

-Maybe...- said Reeda, dodging Fang's gaze.

-Whatever...Maybe... - commented Trish, putting her hands in her pockets.

 

-Great...Great...Great...I didn't want to cause this girls. And I also don't want to be the the cause of making you end your friendships. So... I'm sorry... but DO NOT count on me to... Ahh... - God, this was hard. -...for nothing this weekend.

 

The group of girls gave me a poker face back before looking at each other and shouting again but not at each other...but at me.

 

-WTF Broh...- Reeda yelled at me trying to grab my shoulder. The pink bird of prey began to tear up at me.

 

-Anon, but you promised me...- Fang was looking at me with teary eyes and a broken voice, but giving me an angry expression.

 

-Fuck you Skinnie... You can't just leave me like that.... - Trish was yelling the loudest at me and her voice was now threatening to turn to crying.

 

All three girls were hovering over me and undoing me with screams and cries that I couldn't quite understand because the cacophony of screams was getting louder and louder. When the screaming became too much to bear I was about to run away to leave the pack of scorned dinos behind, but  Fang stepped in the middle and shouted for us all to shut up.

 

-ENOUGH!-  Fang spread her wings and now we all gave her all the attention in the world. -Listen... We're not going to get anywhere this way. Obviously none of us wants to give up Anon... so there is only one right way to solve this. - Fang said it in an extremely calm tone. Almost as if she hadn't spent the last few minutes shouting at the top of his lungs.

 

Whatever she said, it seemed to work because Trish and Reeda seemed to calm down and analyze the situation.

 

-Pfff.... Ok.. If there is no other way. - Reeda said tiredly and adopting her usual relaxed pose.

 

Trish put her hands in her pockets and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

 

For a few seconds I was relieved and glad that this issue was finally over and the girls had finally decided to leave the subject alone.

Or so I thought. 

 

The three girls were a few meters away from each other and the three seemed to position themselves in a sort of triangle.

 

-Ahhh girls... what are you going to do? - my eyes look at each one feeling an oppressive concern inside me.

 

-Shut up Skinnie...Just For the record: I'm doing this for you.-  Trish said bending down and sweeping the floor with her feet.

 

-When I'm done with this, we'll have time to talk about it Anon... In my room. - Reeda said this last words in a sensual way and adopting an attacking pose as if she was a sumo wrestler.

 

-Anon... you dweeb... We'll have time to talk about this, but first I have to sweep my opponents...- Fang gave me a reassuring smile (which she didn't at all) and after spreading her wings in the air she was ready to rise some hell.

 

-"TIME TO RUN, MAN!"-  my brain screamed again inside my head but I ignored it for the moment.

 

As if it was one of those kaiju movies, the three girls got into a fierce fight outside the school. Some time later I discovered that:  faced with the threat of losing her partner during the Estrous season, the female has no choice but to duel for her honor and not to lose her sexual partner. Reeda pounced on Fang who hit her with his wings and after biting her on her forearm, Reeda hit her in the face with her tail, but could not counter Trish's onslaught. It got to a point is that all 3 girls were rolling on the floor, pulling each other's hair, scratching and biting each other while swearing at each other and giving high pitched yelps.

 

And my pathetic ass could do nothing but stare at the spectacle. 

 

-"CAN WE GO NOW?" - the voice of my brain inside my head protested again.

 

-You don't have to tell me twice.

 

 

 

 

I escaped from that shameful spectacle, leaving behind me that pitched battle of scorned dino chicks. 
Later I would watch the fight, most likely uploaded to YSnootTube, if any of the onlookers who stayed to watch it recorded it with their cell phones.

I walked far enough away at least five blocks away, feeling a huge amount of embarrassment and surprised because what triggered a simple friendly gesture towards my friends.

 

-I knew that being friendly and attentive would get me in trouble...-  I murmured, letting myself be thrown onto a stone seat in a small park. Behind me I could hear the distinct sounds of children playing and birds singing in the trees...and something else.

 

A cry

 

I could hear someone crying not far from where I was.

I turn towards the direction of the crying and I could see her. 

Just under a tree was Stacy, the ptero girl that Fang scared away a few minutes ago. She was crying quietly under the shade of the tree. 

She looked very sad and dejected... and it was my fault. 

Maybe I couldn't stop the girls' fight, but I can stop those tears.

I walked steadily towards Stacy, the sound of the earth as I stepped on it didn't seem to bother her or even notice it. She continued to cry with her hands over her eyes and her wings drooping.  I let out some air and walk towards her.

 

-Stacy... -

 

The little ptero seemed startled at the mention of her name and looked up to see me. Her eyes were red  and tears were falling to the ground. 

I bend down to get a better look at her. 

 

-Anon...-  her voice was a tremor, but she quickly lifts her body to look around. -Anon... are you... alone? - said the little ptero, looking all around, extremely terrified. I guess she was looking for Fang.

 

-I'm alone... Look Stacy...- I sit down next to her, putting my back against the tree. 

 

The little ptero looked surprised by my gesture.

-I'm sorry for what happened back there. .... For Fang's behavior, I never thought she would act like that... - I relax my body, settling my back against the tree.


 
-Anon... -the mini ptero tensed his body, but at least he wasn't crying anymore. 

 

-I'm sorry I can't reciprocate your offering Stacy... 

 

-No, Anon. It's okay... It's okay. It was foolish of me to think that maybe you would be interested in me...- Her voice was trembling again and I hoped she would please not cry again. 

 

-This week was chaos for me Stacy, but I don't want to make anyone else suffer.-  I turned to get a better look at the little ptero. For being the same age as me, her body was quite boyish, she reminded me a bit of Fang's mother: Samantha. She was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but instead of a long-sleeved T-shirt she had a loose black blouse over a pink T-shirt. 

 

-You and Fang...- Stacy held both hands, dodging my gaze.

 

-No, Stacy-  the little ptero looked at me quizzically and with a strange gleam in her eye. - Tomorrow I'm not going to meddle in anyone's Estrous Season..." Stacy's eyes droop in disappointment. -But... 

The little ptero looks at me expectantly again.

 

-You know... if you want... we could go out and do something... if you want...-  I mumble trying to find the right words. -We don't know each other very well... maybe you and I could go out tomorrow to hang out. - When I finished my sentence I got up from the tree. Stacy automatically did the same as me, but now she had not only stopped crying, but she was smiling back at me with her hands clasped together.

 

-Anon... I... would... love to...-  the little ptero stuttered awkwardly and gave me a tight hug while burying her muzzle in my chest.

All I could do was hug her back.

 

-But I warn you... Just hanging out... No happy ending. I don't think you want to spend your Estrous Season with someone you've barely spoken to...-I tried to sound as serious as possible still hugging the little ptero.

-Oohh... - Stacy said to me between sorry and disappointed, but she regained her good mood. -I understand Anon, no problem. - she said raising both hands in happiness.  -But you know... if we're going out tomorrow... take a bath, please...-  she looked away a little embarrassed as her cheeks turned red. -You reek of Fang's scent.

 

I just let out a laugh as I felt my cheeks turn red. 

 

I was now walking, leaving that park, with Stacy wrapped around my arm. My week started out really weird, unfolded dramatically and ended like shit.... But now, I think I was able to find something good out of all the mess....

Stacy clutched her grip as she gave me quick glances and giggled like a little girl. And as for me... I was grinning like a fool about the whole situation. In the end, after all... I ended up staying with a girl... at least to get to know each other better and who knows... Maybe next season I could reciprocate her offering and make her happy accordingly.

[POST-NOTES]
    I hope you had fun reading this story!

    I remind you : this work is my version of a fic called "Weird Customs", but I add the concept of Estrous Season, as well as a name for the female OC and a bit of background and final development for her.

    If you liked the story, let me know in the comments!

    I hope to update "Trish Route " this month and also deliver a new One Shot that I'm working on.

    If nothing else to say.

    See you