Fritz Smith- an eye for an ear drum -part one

'Natural history museum' the sign read.  "How was this even remotely related to our medieval unit in school?  This is just bones and rocks and statues?" Fritz complained to the boy walking next to him.

"I think that, um... Uh... Hmm, well maybe it.. Uhhh history?" The boy tried to answer.

"never mind... What's your name again? I can never remember." He said shamelessly.

"mike Schmidt" the boy said blandly.  fritz just glared at him for a while before snorting.

"heh your last name sounds like sh*t" he said through a crooked smile.

"well I was born with that name and my family was named that so-"

"what is this 'family' you speak of? You know I can make up words too, climate change, lung cancer, rabies." Fritz interrupted.  He had never been seen with anyone outside of school, or anyone in general.  Occasionally he would come to school with red stains on his shirt and reeking of cigarettes.  But everyone just assumed he had really lazy parents, or he had killed them.  Mike only hung out with him because he was the only person who wasn't mad when he ripped a hole in the fabric of reality.  

The teacher said in a raspy voice " okay kids this fossil was carved by Leonardo de capris, the famous astronaut" she had always had a cigarette clenched between her teeth or white powder on her moustache. Fritz respected the cigarette thing, but didn't get what the powder was. "Bruce lee painted this rock layers so we can learn of our ancestors the mole people." She said with a straw stuck in her nose.  The group left while fritz looked at the plaque to see if his teacher was lying.  As usual, she wasn't even close to the truth.  He felt a hand grab his shoulder.  He turned around to see a tall boy with orange hair and a scoul-like smile staring straight at him.

"oh I'm so sorry" the boy said sarcastically "I was looking for a fritz smith, not beethovens ninth symphony" the orange haired boy rolled his brown eyes in disgust. 

"No, I am he what do you want" fritz said trying to sound tough in case he was a rapist.  the orange haired kid grabbed his other shoulder and said: 

"my name is Finn, and I was wondering if you would like to help me with something" a dark and serious look spread across his face.

"RA-" fritz tried to yell but Finn covered his mouth and spoke through clenched teeth.

"Look kid, I am trying to take over the world and I need help, my friend Carl and I have been keeping an eye on you.  You've killed your mom, dad, both sisters and your little brother.  You are helping us weather you like it or not!"


Finn constricted around the boy's neck until he kicked the older boy in the crotch.  The blonde boy was released but dizzy from lack of oxygen. He could clearly see the older boy getting ready to punch him. Something shiny was on his knuckles that he had not noticed before. In the seconds he had to act, he did two things.  He grabbed a saber toothed cat tusk and shoved it into Finns right ear.  The tusk was drenched in thick, chunky, warm blood.  Finn didn't give up and shoved the shiny knuckles into fritz's left eye and pulled It out of his skull.  Fritz could only watch in horror as he lost his eye to a nutjob. A sharp pain shot through his brain and down his spine.




Sorry it took so long to do, school is time consuming (obvious statement is obvious) so this stuff will be more random and delayed.  I am still alive and I am sorry for leaving you in curiousness have a nice thanksgiving everyone