americanninjaramona:

To think her first day had went by so smoothly. And despite the location of her occupation being a school, it was rather fun. Working at the desk was tedious, but when it came time to hand out reports and files to other staff members it became an adventure in and off itself. Rollerblading down the school grounds and performing all kinds of sweet moves that  would make Abdiel Colberg’s head spin. Yeah, all in all this job had it’s merits for allowing her to do what she did best. The downside?

Burritos. The burrito she had consumed earlier on in the day came right back to haunt her and she’d spent almost an hour in the bathroom. This was to be taken as a lesson. A lesson that she should never, ever eat another burrito during work hours ever again. At the very least she had gotten it all out of her system, much to her delight. A few air freshener sprays here and there to eliminate any unwanted odors and she was off to continue her job.

Wait, who the fuck is that?

“Dude. You’re in the wrong bathroom.”

This is not happening, this is not happening, this is happening! There goes his whole rumor free career. He will forever be entitled as the guy who sneaked into the girl’s restroom. Aw crap.

He waved his hands in a panic as he tries to excuse himself to the blue haired girl.
” No, it’s not what you think! I was gonna go to the boys restroom but then I kinda took the wrong one and…. “

He jerked the door handle. Trying to open the door with the best of his possibilities. To no avail. The door was truly stuck.

” And now the door jammed and I can’t get out, ahaha~ ”  
However his bowels made a very grumpy, churning sound as it growled at the bad luck boy. Clinging onto himself he looked at the girl with a constipated look.

” E… Excuse me. ” He said in a swift manner before running into one of the stalls. He rather be known as the guy who went into the girl’s bathroom than the guy who shat on the floor while being there. Slamming the door and locking it after him he unbuckles his pants and slid them down, open the lid and takes a rightful sit. Letting out a relaxed sight. 

(Source: touma-kamijou)

usagisame:

Pleinair regretted her little huff earlier now, the human boy was very kind, even going through all the trouble to pick up the posters for her. All she did was stare back with a blank stare hinted with the smallest bit of confusion.

When he held out the doll to her, she was about to reach out and grab it but… something didn’t feel right about the usagi doll. She stood up and leant in for a closer look. It seemed that is had lost all its life force really… Strange, it wasn’t like that before she bumped into the other… she decided there was no use in keeping it. She took a step back, distancing herself slightly, ready for what is to come. There was a pause where you could hear a pin drop before she finally spoke…

“…Sammy…”

Her voice was barely audible as if coming from a timid child. Suddenly, with a huge splash of water, a life size stuffed shark with stitches around the corner of its mouth emerged suddenly from the wall beside them, immediately biting into the usagi doll, ripping it apart, and avoiding to harm the teenager before quickly going back into the wall, leaving nothing but soaked patches in the corridor. The rabbit demon then raised her hand before…

-POOF-

In a quick pop of white smoke, another Usagi doll appeared in her hand, which she held from the ear. Bringing it into her chest, she smiled ever so slightly; that was better. She walked back over to the teenager and went to get the posters off from him and thank him in the process.

“…haha…”

What on Earth did just happen? Out of nowhere a giant shark came and tore apart the bunny doll. Touma’s heart was almost bursting out from his chest by the speed it was beating right now as he had crawled against the wall on the opposite side from where that thing came from.

As the girl took the posters from his hand he only stared at her and followed her with his eyes. Collecting his senses he stood up and followed the girl, catching up with her quickly as she didn’t make it far.
” W-Wait, what was that!? That thing just now! What if it comes back!? “

Of course, rationalizing was not currently a part of the poor guy. Even if he saw that the little girl was calm  through the whole scene he didn’t put much thought to it. He was too hyped about this wishy washy magic thing that just happen. 

cloudracer:

“Would you PLEASE shut the fuck up?! I am trying to take a shit, and you are not helping at all!”

The voice came from one of the other stalls, and it was most definitely not a girl. Obviously someone else had been given a dose of bad luck, though the individual seemed anything but panicked. And why should they be? Not his fault the other bathroom had been full of retards popping pimples and worrying about their test next period.

A head came popping out from between the door and the wall, a young man slightly resembling Touma glancing out with a reddened, almost pained expression etched into his cheeks.

“You are a pain in the ass, you know that. And worse than the one already brewing in my butt. Why don’t you j-“

And then, the door just around the corner would go swinging open out of nowhere, ushering in a cascade of giggles and gossip that could only mean a group of girls had just entered the bathroom and were about to see these two guys standing there talking. So what could Ikki do but grab the kid and pull him into the stall before closing the door with a vicious thud, leaving Touma alone with the bird boy and his…bowel movement.

It was just getting worse and worse. Now he was trapped inside a toilet stall with a boy he never met before. And now there were girls right outside too! His whole reputation could be wrecked in one day as the guy who sneaks into the girls restroom… Aaah! Such misfortune!

” We’re in deep shit now, aren’t we? ” He whispered as quiet as possible to the boy that snagged him in here.
If girls were anything like the urban legends about restrooms, they could be stuck in this stall for hours. And Touma got one bad stomach that needs relief. The urge was constantly pressing against his butthole. A sweat of panic going down his cheek as he tries to keep his cool. He really, really needed to take a relief. But he can’t just dump the litter in the stall with another guy, there are some limits to what a guy does!
” … What should we do, genius? “  

He got them into this mess, if Touma would at least get his stall to hide in everything would’ve been much easier. 
This shit is too much. 

(Source: touma-kamijou)

usagisame:

— How long has it been since she was in a school?

Well, she hasn’t been in a human school anyway. The last school she was in was Evil Academy, but the way things worked here were… backwards, to the demon’s own experiences. Instead of being a delinquent for going to class and doing good deed, you’re one for not going to class and being naughty. It confused the voluntary mute really; there was no way she was going to be called a delinquent, but in order to avoid that she had to do things that demons would call “good”…

And then the amount of people was an issue, it didn’t help her extreme shyness. With an Usagi doll in hand, the rabbit-demon walked down the corridors doing what she was asked to do… put up posters for the student council.

It was a strangely nice change in pace for the demon, she didn’t have her fan-base around her in the human world, which was pleasant for once; she felt like she could breathe. Her expression was blank and her lips unmoving as she walked to a wall to put a poster up.

That is, she was going to if someone hadn’t bumped into her. Pleinair fell to the ground, her Usagi doll landing not too far away from her, the posters on the other hand went flying. All she did was look up at the person with a slight frown, and a slight, barely audible huff, as the posters fell all around like leaves in autumn.

“…..”

He had been standing perfectly still in the middle of the hallway, trying to remember where he was suppose go for his Engineering class. In the midst of Touma’s train of thoughts, something came crashing into him, making him to lose balance and fall to the side.

The side where he kept his keys in the pocket.
Never keeping the keys in his jeans pockets ever again.  

” Hey, what’s the big idea!? ” He asks straight out into the air. 

Looking at the assaulter he blinked twice and turned silent. It was the tiniest bunnygirl he had ever seen, is it even legal at that age? Was she a cosplayer perhaps? But what else was now there were posters scattered all around. Sheesh what a luck.

The glare the bunnygirl gave him was short of unnerving. It was probably the best of interest to help her out. Catching posters and gathering them into a bundle one after another.
” Ah, sorry… I didn’t see you there. ” He excused himself as he kept gathering the posters. What were they for anyway? And why on Earth so many of them, a small girl of her stature… Was she really fit for this task?

As the posters got more and more into the same bundle in his left hand. He sees a bunny doll, was it hers? Probably. Touma picked the bunny up and looked at it for a few seconds. Before looking at the red eyed bunnygirl and reached out with his right hand holding the bunny. 
” This one’s yours, right? ”  

One o’clock in the afternoon, Touma’s stomach was starting to shake his body into motion from the food during lunch. What did he eat? Not even he knew, he just took something hazily from the fridge back in his dorm in the morning. 

Next class was gonna be in 30minutes, plenty of time to make it in time even after a WC visit! Touma clenched his fist in good hopes that everything will work out smoothly! However his posture quickly crumpled as he felt his internal process station of turning food into something less appealing being in motion and pressuring him on to find the closest flush able hole. Whatever he ate it wasn’t any good for his stomach as it kept telling him to hurry up getting the business dealt with. 

He smiled, feeling relief as he sees the doors to the WC, quickly opening the door to the guy’s restroom and slamming it after him. However, he looked around, he came to a scary conclusion.
This was in fact, not the boy’s restroom.

 

This was the girl’s restroom.

” Oh crap oh crap oh crap! ” Touma panicked to himself, trying to open the door and get out of here before something terrible happens to him.
The door is freakin’ jammed! Why this!? Why NOW!? Pushing and pulling the door turned out to be fruitless for the king of bad luck. 

His heart was beating as he was close to reaching a hysteria. Slowly turning around, he realized he was not alone in the girl’s restroom, not even that sliver of luck was saved for him.
It was just one big chain reaction of misfortune for the poor sod.