GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! [Some might think the sounds of a struggle were the signs of a mallynap, but they would soon realize they were wrong. Especially when Shiki's voice can be heard in the background.]

Okay, that's it! [Those familiar with Shiki might recognize this tactic as a chair scrapes across the floor and she pushes down on Beat's shoulders to sit down in it.] I just got a great idea. [And she's going to be as calm as possible as she starts happily tying him to the chair.] Since you're stuck inside because of the weather, I think now's a good time to make you focus on your reading and writing, don't you think?

N-no! Tha-- No! Why I gotta--! Hey! Lemme go! Shiki! Yo, Shi--!![Aaand now he is stuck in this chair and tied pretty well to it. It is terrifying how good she is at this, and even as Beat protests, there's little he can do to get out of it.] Come on! Lemme out!!

No way! I promise, this isn't going to hurt. [Says the girl who's busy making sure he can't escape her knots in the rope. She'll disappear briefly into the storage closet, soon coming back with what appears to be an easel and a giant pad of paper. She's going to start writing out some simple words for him first.] Besides, you need to learn this. What happens if Neku, Haruhi or I get kidnapped and come back without a voice or something? We'd have to write everything down and if you can't read it, what then? Just pay attention.

[And that attention is already dying. Beat kicks the journal lying nearby and tries desperately to get someone's attention as he whispers:] I ain't one ta' ask for help, but someone come help me out here...

[ooc; Joint post with so_shik in the red! Label your threads if you want Beat, Shiki, or a threeway with Beat and Shiki as our intrepid heroine tries to make the resident brick wall learn how to read! :D ]

[Beat woke up this morning, thinking things would be like always. He'd railslide downstairs, maybe not hit Haruhi's wall for once, check up on Shiki, then go hide from school by futzing around in the Battle Dome for most of the day.

What he got was rolling over and finding an egg.

An egg.

Housemates of House 10 can hear him screaming, as will neighbors most likely. In his panic, he grabs his journal and turns it on, facing the camera toward the little white egg in his bed.]

THE HELL DO I DO?! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!

RIBBONS!

I AIN'T HAVIN' YO' CHICKEN-BABIES! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!

[Beat is at the feast the Hibou prepared because teenage boy + food + not all that much smarts = Beat pigging out on turkey and now having a really terribly acid trip.]

...

[He's staring at the ground, narrowing his eyes at it.]

...

[And now he starts to panic]

I AIN'T GONNA LET YOU EAT ME! TRY IT AN' I'LL PUNCH YER FACE IN! ...WHEREVER YO FUGLY FACE IS AT!

[And he tries to run away, but ends up turning too sharply and falling over off camera. A moment later, he can be heard punching the ground.]

GODDAMN this place is hot.

Who the hell turned on tha' heater? Someone ser'ously, turn that shit off.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH. And right afta' I find my hat, too. How'm I supposed ta' wear it now?! I DON'T WANT A SONAR ON MY HEAD.

Ch'! This place sucks harder than the other one.




YO, PHONES. BELLS. DINAH. ANYONE. I'M HELLA BORED, DUDES. WHERE YOU AT?

[OOC: Beat meant to say sauna, but he can't remember that word.]

YO, SIEBENTARDS.
YOU ALL SUCK BALLS.

Got yer attention? Hell yeah, I do.

Screw this giant hole crap, yo!

I'M BORED.

Le's do somethin'.

STOP HIDIN' IN YER DAMN HOUSES OR IMMA COME BEAT YOU OUTTA THEM. Ain't gonna do a damn thing to sit 'round and blubber on 'bout them earthquakes, so le's go do somethin' fun.

PHONES. THAT MEANS YOU. Stop emoin' and mopin' about or Imma punch you in tha face. Might not be a Reaper no more, but I can still kick your lame ass to the moon and back.