The hallway is filled with a sea of multicolored dinos. Cutting through the middle of the angry ocean of students is a human, the only one in the entire school.
The human shoves his way through the crowd and makes his way to a set of double doors with a sign above them reading "AUDITORIUM". He pulls one of the doors open and steps in, scanning the rows of seats looking for his friends.


"ANON!"


The human looks to the front row, a trio of dinos sits in the corner, a purple triceratops and a light blue ptero are chatting in their seats, the latter waving, while a red dino sits on the ground fiddling with a projector sitting on a cart.
Anon walks down the aisle and over to the group, "What’s going on?". The red dino, Reed, looks up to him "Spears asked me to man the projector"
"I see" says Anon as he takes his seat. "Any idea why we're here yet?"
The ptero, Fang, turns to him and shakes her head "No idea". The purple dino, Trish, leans over, "Probably just some stupid fundraiser". There was an unusual tone in her voice that Anon barely picked up on.
After a few minutes a large human steps up to the microphone set in the middle of the stage, he waits a moment as the students cover their ears.

 

"AAAALLLRIGHT SENIORS, GRADUATION IS COMING UP SOON. WE'LL BE GOING OVER THAT WHOLE PROCESS, BUT FIRST THE STUDENT COUNCIL HAS A BRIEF PRESENTATION TO GIVE ON THE SUBJECT."
The students relax as he steps away from the microphone, as two students step up to the microphone, Naser and Naomi. Naomi grabs the microphone and puts on a smile, "Thank you Principle Spears!", Naser steps to the side and waves to Reed who turns on the projector

The lights are dimmed and the presentation begins.
"Now this is a very important turning point in your life-" She lectured.
Anon sighed, this wasn't worth paying attention to. He opted to stare at the amusing images chosen to spice up each slide, mediocre cartoons of human and dino bonding, stock photos of lunchrooms and of course a chibi triceratops holding onto a branch with 'hang in there' written above. All standard fare for something to keep a student's attention.
Anon looks to Fang on his left, she glances back and smiles. But when she turns back to the screen she gasps. Anon turns himself to see what she-
On the screen is a photo of Anon with his arm over the shoulder of an anime girl crudely edited into the picture.
He straightened out in his chair, frozen with fear. "no...no no how how HOW" He felt a pit in his stomach, he couldn't move. The silence in the room was only momentary as the student body erupted with laughter.
Naomi was like a statue stuck looking back at the screen behind her as Naser runs off the stage and over to Reed, "WHAT THE HELL? CHANGE THE SLIDE!"
Reed fumbles with the remote and finally presses the button and the picture transitions.
There's more.

 

Dozens of photos pop up on the screen, the laughter getting more and more intense by the second.
Naser finally ends the presentation by slamming the cart to the ground, causing the room to go dark.
The lights turn on and the laughter resumes.

Naser turns around "Reed what the FUCK!?" "L-Look I just used the USB Trish-" "WHY WOULD TRISH-" he turns to look at the triceratops but she was absent, "Wha- HEY" Naser points to the doors "STOP HER" he screams.
Trish was running through the aisle towards the exit.
She almost trips as she reaches the door, grabbing the handle she pulls as hard as she can. The door doesn't open "Huh Wha-" she notices a foot holding the door closed, she follows the foot with her eyes. Towering above her is Principle Spears, face full of rage and foot full of door. He grabs her by the shoulders and looks down at her as a vein pulses on his forehead.
He looks up at the crowd and takes a deep breath "ALL OF YOU GET YOUR ASSES BACK TO CLASS", then he turns to Anon and gives a 'come on' head movement.
Anon is still glued to the chair even as the snickering quiets down. He feels a tug on his jacket and looks at Fang, "Come on let's go" she says as she stands up.
She pulls him up to his feet and puts her arm around his back along with a wing, shielding him from the students still making their way back to class.
Anon continues to mumble as they make their way to the principles office "I deleted those pictures I made sure they were gone! how did she find them? how can I stay here they KNOW! I can't leave again there's nowhere to go"
Fang pulls him closer "It'll be ok, they forgot about our concert after a month, I'm sure it'll just blow over just give it time"
"nonono how did she find-".... "How DID she find them... "

 

"FANG! ANON!"
They stop short of the office as Reed runs up to them, Fang turns to him "Reed shouldn't you be in class?"
"I can't just sit in class after that, I'm like Anon's number one friend y'know? He needs me"
The trio continues down the hallway until Anon stops, slowly turning to Reed "Didn't you say Trish gave you that USB?" Reed's eyes widen a little "Yeah?" "Did you know?" Fang asks as she shifts closer to Reed
"What? NO! No, I didn't, I just sent her to get it from Naomi!" Fang's eyes narrow "Why?" "Well I was busy working on the projector and running out of time, so I sent Trish to grab the thingy for me."
"damnthatstupidtriggerfuck" "Anon I promise it'll be ok" Fang gives him a small smile "We got your back, right Reed?" She turns to Reed expecting his input but is met with a worried face.
"Anon... I know what Trish did was mega dickish, but she really isn't a bad person-" "REED" Reed takes a step back "I don't wanna hear anything about that stupid. TRIGGER. BITCH."
Reed opens his mouth but hesitates, eventually deciding to stay quiet.
"Sorry amigo" Reed says as he looks down at the floor
Fang lets out a deep sigh "Look let's just get this over with alright?"
The trio finally comes to the office door, they can hear the yelling from feet away.
Fang and Reed sit on a bench to the left of the door as Anon walks up and knocks. The door opens and he steps inside.

 

"Fuuuuck man, this has been the woooorst day" Reed says as he puts his hands to his face.
"I can't believe she would do this, after all the shit we went through after the concert? She does the same thing to Anon?"
"L-Look Fang I know what she did wasn't cool alright? But she had a reason for this ok?"
"How? What kind of reason? What could've called for this?"
"I....." He sighs "I can't tell you, she'll have to"
"She better"

 

About 10 minutes later Trish exits the office, tears running down her face.
She walks over to the other side of the hallway and takes a drink from the water fountain. Fang gets up and takes a few steps to the middle of the hallway
"Well?" Fang asks, crossing her arms.
Trish quickly looks down at the floor, wringing her hands out. "Fang I...."
"..... what Trish, what caused this, what made you do this?"
Trish is silent

 

"Why did you do this? You got pissed at everyone who made fun of us at the concert, and then you do the same to Anon?"
"He's ruining everything " Trish almost whispers
"What?"
"He came here from the middle of nowhere!" Trish yells "And he starts fucking with our band and getting in between us and manipulating you and-"
"I've already told you I can take care of myself, I don't need you to guide me through life"
"I know but he's just using you Fang... I thought that if I did this maybe everything would go back to normal-"
"HOW WOULD THIS MAKE THINGS NORMAL TRISH!?"
Trish recoils, Fang rubs her temples.
"Why didn't you just talk to me!? What you did.. you're no different than the rest of the pricks in this school!"
The office door opens and Anon steps out with bewilderment on his face "recommendations?" he mumbles. He spots Trish and scowls, turning to Fang "I'm gonna head home"
Fang sighs "Ok... Trish... I'm going to take a break from the band.... I can't be around you right now, not after this"
Reed gets up and walks over to Trish and puts a hand on her shoulder as Fang turns to leave with Anon.

 

"Wait Anon" Reed calls out. Anon stops and looks back.
"Do you have anything you want to say to Trish? Anything?"
Anon turns around and stares at Trish. He thinks for a moment before turning away.
"Nope. Not at all." He holds a hand out to Fang, and they walk away.

 

The bell, what would normally be the greatest sound in the world to Anon was now a warning siren telling him to leave ASAP.
Fang walked right behind him as he cut through the forming wall of dinos in front of him, a good analogy, although walls don't usually shout insults as you walk past them. Funny how creative some people can be when it's someone else's dignity at stake.
As they made their way through the front doors of the school Fang takes out her phone "Should I call a cab?" "No it's fine, I'm gonna go for a walk to clear my head-"
"HEY FAGGOT! THINK FAST!"
Turning around a moment too late Anon catches a glimpse of a shiny object entering his peripheral view. The can landed on his forehead, it didn't hurt too bad, but it did cause him to lose balance.
On the top step.
The stairs were not forgiving today, they did not provide any comfort to Anon as he tumbled backwards down them, eventually coming to a sudden and extremely painful stop at the bottom thanks to a bollard, making a loud ringing sound.
"OH GOD! ANON!" Fang screamed as she practically flew down the stairs
The can-throwing blue stego laughs along with his buddies as Fang gets on her knees next to Anon
"Anon! Anon can you hear me?" she says as she quickly assesses the damage, lifting his shirt she sees multiple bruises already forming. "I'm ok Fang, I'm ok" "Thank Raptor Jesus I didn't think you could survive something like that" Anon chuckles weakly "This is nothing, I'm sure the bollard got hurt worse than I did" Fang gives him a small grin "Alright, can you walk?" "Probably" Fang helps Anon to his feet and puts his arm around her shoulder.
Suddenly a student runs through the doors and shushes the students still giggling

 

"He's coming we gotta go!" the crowd begins to disperse as heavy footsteps approach.
The caveman steps out of the doorway and looks around "What the hell is going on out-". He takes a look at Anon, with dirt on his jacket and a tear in his jeans leaning against a bollard, it wasn't hard to tell what happened. Spears descends the stairs.
"Are you alright son?" He asks with a hand on Anon's shoulder "Yes sir, just fell is all" Spears looks around for a second and back to Anon "You weren't pushed were you?" "NO! eh, No sir I just fell, got a lot on my mind right now and I wasn't paying attention"
"Alright, do you need anything? Icepack?" "No sir I think I just need some rest"
"Ok, be safe getting home then, the both of you"
"Thank you, sir" "Thanks Principle Spears"
They step down to the curb, Fang sits Anon down and fishes her phone out of her pocket again. "Calling a cab?" "Yeah... so...why didn't you tell him what happened?"
"I'm already catching hell for the pictures, I don't need to add snitching to the problem"
"Fair" Fang dials the number and puts the phone to her head. Anon leans back a little rubbing a hand over his chest, right where he struck the bollard. He winces in pain.
Fang hangs up and stuffs her phone back into her pocket and pulls out a carton of cigarettes from the other. She takes lights up and takes a puff then offers it to Anon.
They sit in silence.

 

When the cab finally drives up Fang stands up and offers Anon her hand, pulling him to his feet and putting her arm around his back. She opens the door and helps him slide into the seat.
"How's it goin lovebirds?" says the driver
"this guy again" Anon mumbles

The driver lets them out at the edge of skin row, Fang puts Anon's arm around her shoulder and starts walking.
Eventually they come to a crossroads, Anon points to the left "That way, it's on the left"
Fang nods and immediately turns to the right towards a nearby liquor store.
"Where are you going? My apartment is the other way"
"We're gonna get some stuff to patch you up with." she says
"You don't need to do that, I can take care-" Fang takes a finger and pushes it into the center of Anon's chest, making him yelp in pain.
"DAMN! FINE WE'LL GET SOME STUFF!"
"Mhm"

The door to the apartment swings open as the cripple and his wrangler walk in.
Anon drops the supplies off in the kitchen and stumbles his way to the bathroom. He takes off his shirt and inspects the asswhooping the bollard gave him, 'I won't even get any cool scars from this'.
Fang stays in the kitchen getting ready to play doctor. Putting icepacks in the freezer, opening boxes of bandages, and unsealing the icy-hot. The water cuts off and the shower door opens. Time to operate

Anon limps out of the bathroom and over to his bed, laying down on his stomach.
"Alright it's time for your checkup" Fang says as she sets the supplies on the floor and gets down on her knees, she looks over Anon's back "Jesus... that's horrible" "Hey, I know I haven't worked out in a while but could you please keep the comments to yourself?"
"Pffft listen dweeb, don't make me laugh while I'm fixing you, I might press on a bruise"
Fang squeezes out some icy-hot on her hand and picks a random spot and starts rubbing, "OW FUCK" "SHIT SHIT SORRY" "It's alright just... warn me next time doc"

"If I did you would tense up and make it worse"
"When did you get your medical degree by the way?"
"About the same time you got your ass handed to you by a set of stairs and a bollard"
"Touche"

Anon struggles to stay awake while under the care of Dr. Fang, the massaging putting him to sleep. The only thing he could hear was a steady thumping on the mattress, Anon remembered fangs tail would sway when she was concentrating.
He almost dozes off, until he gets disturbed by a nudge to the arm.
"huh?" "Sorry, but I have to get the other side too." "Right", Anon pushes himself up off the mattress and slowly turns around then, using Fang's offered hand, he lets himself lay back on the bed revealing his stomach and giant chest bruise.
Fang gets to work rubbing on icy-hot and applying bandaids to any cuts. A slight blush develops on her face while the thumping increases in speed.
It was a little harder to doze off while face-to-snoot with Fang, actually watching her made Anon feel a little embarrassed.
Eventually Anon decides to put an arm over his face, not only to hide his growing blush but also to help him relax again.
Anon begins to relax, letting his thoughts overtake his brain.
Through the soft sound of thumping and the occasional bandaid wrapper being crumpled...

...he mumbles...

 

'do you like me fang?'

 

The thumping stops
"Anon?"
'hm?'
Anon lifts his arm and looks at Fang, her hands were cupping her face and the top of her snoot was bright red.
"O-Oh did I... did I say that out loud?"
The awkward silence was broken by a giggle.
"You're such a dweeb" Fang croaks through her hands. She lets her arms fall to her lap and looks over to Anon.
"You mumble a lot you know, I didn't notice until our date at Moe's" she glances downward "It's kinda cute"
Anon covers his face yet again, feeling the heat spreading through his cheeks
"So... you've known this whole time?"
"Yeah"
Anon hears a shift and feels Fang grab his free hand, he peeks out from under his arm.
"Anon... I... I like you too" she says as her face somehow gets even redder. The bed begins to vibrate from the rapid thumps of her tail.
Anon removes his arm from his face and mumbles "whatdoido? arewesupposedtokissorsomething?"
Fang giggles and sits up, scooting closer to Anon. She holds his hand with her right hand and uses her left as leverage to hold herself up as she leans closer.
'fang?'
She brings her head down toward Anons and closes her eyes.
Anon finally gets the memo and lifts himself off the bed just enough for their lips to meet.
First contact is made.

[POST-NOTES]
Thanks for checking out my first fic, if you have any recommendations or if you spot a typo let me know in the comments.