Fishy Fish Fish
"Marvin."
"Que?"
"Marvin Gaston, then."
Antonio looked incredulously at his lab partner. They were supposed to be identifying structures inside a perch for their shared Biology class, but as far as Toni knew, "Marvin Gaston" wasn't an organ.
Gilbert smiled and held up the poor soon-to-be-decapitated fish. "His name, dude! His name is Marvin Gaston!"
Ah, of course. What else would the crazy albino be talking about? He always had an affinity for naming animals (like the chick he adopted named Gilbird) and naming the fish that was to be dissected by them should have almost been expected.
"Well," Antonio looked down at the diagram. "It looks like we have to- GILBERT?!" When the brunette looked back up to consult with his friend, the self-proclaimed leader of their self-proclaimed group "The Bad Friends Trio" was dancing around with the fish already gutted and singing "Sexy and I Know It" while shaking the... inner "man parts" of Marvin.
"WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE, YEAH!"
Needless to say, he was getting strange looks from everyone, including Toni, who was actually used to his insane antics.
"G-Gilbert...?"
"What's up, Toni?" Calmly, like he didn't just take a bizarre dance break in the middle of the classroom, he set the fish down and started pulling out the assigned organs.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?" Even stranger than his little dance session was the fact that he was actually doing work.
Toni blinked and pinched himself, trying to prove that he was dreaming (or having a really odd nightmare).
It didn't work. Sadly, the strange stares from their classmates were real.
While trying to keep up with Gilbert's pace, Toni started thinking of reasons why he would be acting like this. Sure, his boyfriend Matthew broke up with him and he kind of lost it for a few days after that, but it happened WEEKS ago. He should have been fine at this point-
"ANTONIO CARRIEDO! CONTROL YOUR PARTNER!" From the front of the room, the teacher - Mrs. Hellas - was slamming her hands on the teacher's table and giving Gilbert the mother of all death glares. Once again, Gilbert was acting up. But instead of dancing around like before, he was on his side in the fetal position, hugging the gutted fish to his face and sobbing uncontrollably.
By then, there was no other choice for Toni than the following.
"Put Marvin down, Gil." He ordered, prying the cadaver from Gilbert's hands and dragging him out of the lab, leaving the fish and the preservative-fused air behind.
When the pair got to the top of the stairs (the lab was on the second floor) a very noticeable change occurred.
"WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED." Gilbert finally returned to normal. His entire body stiffened and he looked like he wanted some higher being to smite him right then and there.
Antonio sighed and sat on the top stair. "You went insane in the lab-"
"I know that," he rolled his red eyes and joined his tan friend. "But HOW the HELL did that happen?!"
"Well, you're fine now, amigo." Antonio put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "But to be on the safe side, let's head to the nurse.
~*~
As it turned out, the momentary laspe of sanity was because of a strange allergic reaction to the fumes of the preservatives used. So, in lieu of the new information, Gilbert was henceforth BANNED/FORBIDDEN/EXILED from anything to do with dissections for fear of another "insanity attack".
Well, at least Marvin Gaston will be remembered. Forever. By everyone in that class.
~KEFUHON~
This was pretty much a true story. My Prussia and I were dissecting a perch together in Biology class that I (as Spain) named Marvin Gaston. Sadly - or, maybe thankfully - neither of us had that allergic reaction to the fumes, but hey, we figured with our luck, it totally could've. XD Plus, it was just too good of an idea to pass up. Because, y'know, you can totally see that happening to the two of them.
