1 I Hate Mondays

A/N: My other ficition (The Portable Dungeon & My Birthday Wish to be a Dungeon Master Was Granted [Average Rating LOL]) aren't dead yet! I also have a fanfic called (Champions and Hunters: Two Worlds Collide) a League of Legends x RWBY crossover, so if you're interested, drop on by.

Anyway, enough shameless promoting, I got this idea when reading through horror novels and fantasy and decided to mash them up, and hopefully, this get it right. This is the first time I'm attempting to try the horror/tragedy genre, so hope it doesn't go sideways, or even worse, backwards.

Hope you enjoy! Don't forget to comment and rate (I accept 0.5's too if this novel is lackluster to you. So if you do so, please leave a review and tell me why so I can improve)

Enough said, let's start.

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"Wake up Tom!" an annoying, high-pitched voice dragged me from my good night's sleep. I opened my eyes, and in my vision, I saw my annoying, lovable twin sister who was still in her pajamas, sporting a pink, cotton top and bottom, with pictures of teddy bears decorating the pink wool. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, and her usual grin was greeting me as I rose up from my bed.

"Mornin' Fae," I greeted as I rubbed my eyes to remove any of those irritating dirt sticking just on the skin. Annoying as it is, it helps close my eyes when I sleep, so all's well, save for my sister waking me up with a scream. "Could you not do that next time?"

"Nah, can't pass up to get you back from that last time," she replied as she continued to grin at me.

'Well, guess I deserve that,' I thought as I recalled the memory where I used an airhorn to wake her up one time. Good times…

"Anyway, get up," Fae nudged me with her elbow as she took off towards the door. "Don't wanna be late for school."

"Ah, right," I winced as I just remembered it was Monday. "God I hate Mondays…"

"You're not the only one," Fae replied with a shrug as she got out of my sight and headed downstairs to get some breakfast.

"Heh, I can agree with that," I said as I got up from my bed and fixed the bedding before heading downstairs as well to greet the dining room. The reason why we hate Mondays was because of some, unlucky happenings. Take for example one Monday, Fae tripped on the ground because of a protruding rock and landed face first on dog poop first thing in the morning, yeah, not a good day to start the morning. Then, there was me, doing a number two (pooping) when suddenly, the water cut off for an hour. There was no toilet paper that day, and school starting was just around the corner. Thankfully, Fae got my back covered as she bought toilet papers in a convenience store a 10 min walk away from here, but that made us late to class, and you can guess what happened next, much more since our first class teacher was strict as hell on attendance and roll calls.

Those were just two things on the long list of bad luck on Mondays me and Fae have, but enough of that. I saw Fae in the kitchen still in her pajamas as she whipped up a couple of eggs and cooked rice. As annoying as she is sometimes, her cooking is mighty fine at that, and I'll be damned if someone spit on her cooking.

"By the way Fae, how's your boyfriend doing?" Just when I asked that, an egg hit me right at the back of my head. The egg white and yolk staining my blue pajamas as it dripped from my hair and onto my neck, continuing to my back. "Seriously?"

"You know how I hate you prying into my lovelife!" Fae hissed as she glared at me like an angry demon. "Plus, we're not even dating yet! We're not even a thing yet!"

Fae continued cursing me as she cooked the eggs – not counting the one she threw at me – and the rice. She was pissed, and I was loving every second of it.

"How about you and you're girlfriend!?" Fae howled as she pointed upstairs, specifically, my PC upstairs.

"Don't you dare insult my Ame-tan!" I screamed back in fake rage, just to rile her up. Although, dating a 2d girl is embarrassing if it gets out, with my sister, I can trust her not to spread it, because if she did, then one of her darkest secret will be out on social media, and even I don't want to spread it. "Unless you want me spreading a video of you doing a… you know what…"

When I said that, her face turned completely red from shame, embarrassment, and anger.

"Y-you wouldn't dare!" Fae said with a hint of tears coming from her eyes. Welp, looks like I took it too far…

"Alright, calm down Fae, you know I won't do that," I assured her of my promise since I really won't spread that video, even though I use it as reference to strengthen my right arm, if you know what I mean. "Besides, only I'm allowed to use it for research material."

"YOU PERVY BASTARD!" Fae thrashed around and took the frying pan she was using to cook the eggs with and stomped towards me.

"N-now, Fae, no need to get excited," sweat began to gather on my forehead as I regretted my decision to tease her about that video. Seriously, if you were gonna masturbate, don't leave the door open, otherwise, your pervert of a twin brother would do something unnecessary. Well, can you blame me? I'm a healthy young man with no sexual experience damnit.

"If word gets out about that video, this pan is going to your face, you got that!?" Fae screamed into my ear with the frying pan close to my face as she brought her face full of wrath towards me.

"Y-yes ma'am," I replied while a drop of sweat glided down my cheek and dropped onto the table. And with that, the usual morning banter of me and my sister comes to a close.

For you information, I and my sister have been living inside an apartment which cost a hefty sum for its living conditions, water, electricity, wi-fi, and any other things that you need for a standard living condition. Our parents were working abroad, leaving the two of us behind. Well, at least that the money they send us every month is enough to make do for the month, with a little extra.

The apartment had only one bedroom, so you could say that I and my sister share the same room, but not the same bed. That would be awkward as hell if that happened. The apartment had a standard kitchen, a dining room, living room, and bathroom, although all of the rooms were small.

Anyway, after finishing breakfast, Fae was the first to use the bathroom while I ironed our uniforms. Men had the usual short-sleeved bracer with slacks, while girls had their blouse and mini-skirts. Our uniform was gray-themed, with dark-red neckties.

Once Fae was done in the bathroom, it was my turn and I entered next while I ogled my sister wrapped with a towel just for the heck of it. She was slim, with all the right curves on the right areas. Her breasts were just the right size too, not too big, and not too small. Though once I ogled her for a few seconds, you could say that I got a reward… a reward in the form of a slap to my left cheek.

I was used to this by now since this almost, always happened everyday… Even my sister enjoys my company, because if she didn't, then I wouldn't even dare do what I do to her. I know this because why? It's because we're siblings, and twins.

Sure the sexual harassment may come off as insulting to other people, but the two of us only do this in private. We don't do it in public, or when people are around. That's how close we are, and we both love each other as family.

Once I got in the shower, I rinsed myself down with water, then scrubbed myself with some soap. After a full bath full of soap bubbles, water, and refreshing scrubs, I looked at myself on the mirror; Short brown hair, black eyes, a tiny amount of hair beneath my chin, and a red hand print on my left cheek. It still stings. My sister could really pack a punch with her slaps.

I had a slim, but muscular body due to working out and exercising. You could say that my body looks like a model, though my face is just beyond average. The same could be said to my twin-sister whose face is just beyond average.

Although the both of us looked different, it was just our hair and body types. If the both of us shaved our heads, then it would be hard to distinguish between the both of us if you just looked at our faces while we closed our eyes.

I got out of the shower, greeted my sister who was still pouting because of my actions, and dressed myself with my uniform. Once that was done, the both of us went our way after cleaning the kitchen of the dishes and dining room, and locking the door.

"What time is it anyway?" I asked Fae and she took a look at her wrist watch before replying, "7: 24… Since our class starts at 8:00, we can rest assured that we won't be late."

"That's good to hear," I said while heaving a relieved sigh. "I can't bear another one of Mr. Clarid's sermons."

"Me neither," Fae said with a shiver. While we chatted about our normal life, we arrived at a bus stop and waited for a bus to arrive. When a bus arrived, we rode on it and were on our way to school. The trip was uneventful, with Fae leaning on my shoulder while she took a quick nap for waking up earlier than me.

When the bus stopped on our stop, we both got down while hoping that nothing happens this Monday. Seeing that nothing was happening yet, the both of us went on our way towards the school gates.

"Yo, Tom, Fae," a classmate of ours waved towards us with a happy smile. "Good morning, huh?"

"Yeah, good morning to you too Jace," I greeted back as I gave him a high-five.

"Mornin' pipsqueak!" Fae greeted with a laugh as she also gave a high-five to Jace.

"I know I'm short, but you can't even measure up to my IQ," said Jace as he deadpanned towards Fae after receiving her high-five.

"Oh come on, lighten up," Fae said as she grinned towards the short teen. I rubbed my temple as I saw this scene. Here we go again, this is the reason why I said Fae was annoying. She was a teaser, basically, she likes poking her friends with her verbal jabs just for fun. It may or may not work out sometimes, but majority, we either deadpan or laugh at the joke.

The three of us walked towards the school and along the hallways. Getting our school stuff from our lockers and into our bags, we then headed towards our first class. Once we entered, we were greeted by numerous of our classmates.

"Hey Tom! Ready for tonight?" a blonde called out to me with a jovial smile.

"Ugh, if you mean movie night with Korean dramas, count me out," I grimaced when I heard about a movie night with Korean dramas with my buddy Logan. "I'd rather watch Japanese anime, thank you very much."

"Man, you hardcore otaku," Logan said with a smile.

"And you're a hardcore K-pop fan," I replied with a grin.

"Alright, knock it off, we don't want another of that debate," a redhead chimed in with a stern face. "Just thinking about it makes me cringe."

"I agree with you Pamela," Jace added with a grimace. "If another one of that Which-Is-Better-K-Dramas-Or-Anime bullshit comes up, I'm letting you watch my collection of gay porn."

"Oh come on man, gross!" I said with a face that looked like it had eaten something nasty. The same could be said to Logan who had a face that looked like it was punched at multiple times.

"You know I don't watch those," Jace added with a deadpanned expression. "My sister just uses my hard drive to store those shit. Some gay-shit fan my sister is."

"Can I copy some of those videos Jace?" Fae asked with a face full of curiosity. Oh no, oh no no no, this can't be happening.

"Fae, if you dare bring that fucked up shit in our apartment," I glared at her with all of my fury. "I will spread that."

Once my sister heard it, she clammed up and did not ask of it again. Suddenly the bell rang which prompted all of us to take our designated seats. Since we were arranged alphabetically, I and my sister were seated next to each other, with Jace beside me. Our last names were Brooks, and Jace's was Benjamin, so you can guess the seating arrangement.

Then the door opened which revealed a middle-aged man with a muscular body underneath the teacher's uniform which was black-themed.

"All right, settle down now, it's time to begin, but first-"

But just when the attendance was being called up, I was assaulted with an extremely painful headache. It felt like someone was using a jackhammer and using it to pound my head again and again and again. Suddenly, I felt the cold floor and when I glanced up while enduring the agony, I saw my sister with tears in her eyes, seemingly screaming while trying to help me. And that noise, the noise that sounded all too familiar to me, but can't seem to understand what it is. But when I saw my sister screaming, it hit me.

"AAAaaaaAAAAAaaaggGgggGgHHhHHH!!!!"

I was screaming as well…

It hurts… It hurts… It hurts… It hurts… It hurts… It hurts… It hurts… IT FUCKING HURTS!!!

MAKE IT STOP!! MAKE IT STOPP!!! FAE!!! LOGAN!! JACE!! ANYBODY!! TEACHER!! PLEASE MAKE THE PAIN STOP!!!

My vision turned white, then black, then white again, and just when I thought it would turn black, the pain stopped. I opened my eyes and what I saw next confused me greatly.

"Greetings, child," a man garbed in Roman clothes, similar to a toga, greeted me with a smile. A smile that I knew, would change my life forever.

God, this is why I hate Mondays…

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A/N: No horror/tragedy yet. Just portraying their daily lives before all shit goes to hell.