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|name = Bad News
|series = Hearts of Hallowan
|writer = [[User:LostInRiverview|LostInRiverview]]
|release = March 16, 2011
|previous = [[Fanon:Hearts of Hallowan/102|Monday Morning]]
|next = [[Fanon:Hearts of Hallowan/104|Lies and Mysteries]]
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'''Bad News - Episode 1.03'''<br />
← [[Fanon:Hearts of Hallowan/102|1.02 - Monday Morning]] | [[Fanon:Hearts of Hallowan/104|1.04 -
"Alright everyone, take your seats!" A professor stood in front of a large university lecture hall. He walked towards one of the many blackboards at the front of the room and began sketching down some basic chemical formulas. "Today we're discussing Hydrocarbons and- yes?"
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"Cut" the producer whispered loudly to the cameraman, who quickly shut off the camera's live feed. As soon as the light went out, Tyler dropped the sheet, dropped his umbrella, dropped his microphone and darted for his car.
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WAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! A baby's cry echoed down a hallway into the kitchen of a family home. The stereo in the living room played some sort of loud music to drown it out, as a blonde woman cradled and fed a baby boy. "There, there!" the woman said over the music to the infant, who continued to fuss... "I thought you liked
RING RING! The woman's cellphone rang on the kitchen table, and she walked across the room to answer it. "This is Katherine Ullman, how may I help you?" Katherine paused for a moment, "Yes, that is Brian... yes, I have fed him... no, I am quite sure I can handle him!" she spoke up as young Brian redoubled his efforts to aggravate her. "Uh-huh. Yes, I tried
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"Hey Perry! Perry!!" A tall, shirtless curly-haired man poked the sleeping Perry Ullman in his back, while Perry appeared to make every effort to ignore this annoyance.
The curly-haired man continued to poke and bother, and eventually Perry groaned out a quiet "yea?"
"It's 9:20" the man said, "Don't you have a test today at 9:00?"
Perry bolted up, awake at once. "HOLY!... Oh, no no no," he immediately leaped out of his lofted bed, landing with a hard THUD on the floor below, and began to frantically grab for a messy stack of notebook papers, notecards and textbooks sitting on top of what could politely be referred to as 'refuse', though describing the mountain being mentioned could just as easily (and much more accurately) be referred to as a 'giant pile of unwashed underwear and socks, mixed with foodstuffs of an assorted age, quality and odor, intermixed liberally with empty "beverage" containers.' In any case, Perry then viciously sorted through the refuse, looking for and ultimately finding a pair of matching socks that didn't appear to be too horribly dirty. Perry then grabbed his full bookbag, flung it over his shoulder, and ran out the door.
"PERRY!" Perry's roommate ran out after him. "Wow... get back here!" His roommate could now do nothing to contain his laughter, as Perry suddenly realized that he had sprinted out of his room wearing nothing but a dirty t-shirt, a pair of socks and a pair of boxers. "I know you're late, man, but '''seriously?'''" the roommate joked as Perry ran to his dresser drawer and pulled out one of a few pairs of clean shorts and donned them quickly, then grabbed for his dirty pair of shoes, not even bothering to get them on correctly or to tie them before darting out the door and down the hallway of his dormitory.
"Thanks, Arthur!" Perry yelled to his roommate as he sprinted out the dormitory doors, while Arthur shook his head and smiled from the dorm room door.
Perry ran across the college campus towards one of the academic buildings, and before long he began to sweat - partly because this day was more humid than usual, partly because he was sprinting as if his life depended on it, and partly because he was scared to death that he might be denied a seat in his test. After all, he was nearly a half-hour late, but perhaps the professor would be forgiving. However, if the professor had been aware of what Perry had been doing the night before instead of studying, their leniency would likely not have been so plausible.
With as little noise as possible, Perry edged into the classroom where the test was taking place. Half the students had already left, but a few of the remaining ones looked up as Perry walked towards the lectern, near where a (relatively) young-looking female professor with long wavy golden hair sat grading those exams that had already been turned in. "Dr. Moore?" Perry leaned in towards the professor, trying to speak as quietly as possible. Dr. Moore turned her face up to his and an expression of mild surprise crossed it.
"Perry... what are you doing here?" She asked, puzzled.
"I... I have a test today," Perry said, now equally puzzled by her response.
"But," she paused, and dropped her voice so that even Perry could barely make it out, "I thought you had needed to leave?"
"Well..." Perry wasn't sure what to say. Should he admit that he had been late to the test, or play along with what she had said and just come back later to take the test? Was this all some sort of trick? "Well, I..."
"You know," Dr. Moore said in a voice barely above a whisper, "we can arrange a re-take for these... circumstances."
"Ummm... the circumstances?" Perry was now thoroughly confused, "you mean, with... me being late?"
"Late?" Dr. Moore squinted her eyes as if to process what had just been said, "No, because of... you know, your sister."
"My sister? Which one? What about her?"
"Didn't.... didn't Dr. Ullman- I should say, didn't Travis call you?"
"Umm.... yeah, he did." A pause.
"Well?" Dr. Moore asked, as she waited for a response from the dumbfounded Perry.
"Well... I should go, shouldn't I?"
"I would certainly think so," Dr. Moore said, as she reached to her right and pulled out from her folder of papers, a blank sheet. She quickly scribbled down a room number and her email address. "Go, and when you get time, email me or stop by my office to arrange a new test time."
"Thanks, professor," Perry said, taking the note. Whatever had happened, he was momentarily relieved that he had managed to dodge a bullet.
"Perry- you'd better not be late next time, or I will not let you sit that exam." A stern look crossed Dr. Moore's face for a moment as she spoke, before she looked back down to her papers. Perry had been caught, but for some odd reason, he thought, she had not seen fit to do anything about it. Certainly something odd was happening.
It took Perry a full two minutes to remember that something important had been said - something had happened to one of his sisters, and his oldest brother had been looking for him. He must have been, Perry thought, for how else could Dr. Moore have known about it? At the thought of what could possibly be so important, Perry decided (wisely) that it must be important enough to get his phone and call his brother. Perry sprinted across the campus main, taking the most direct route back to his dormitory.
"Perry? PERRY!!" A man in a blue shirt and a tie ran toward Perry.
"Travis?"
"Perry, where on earth have you been? We have to go now!"
"Wait," Perry said, out of breath, "Where- where do we have to go? Why?"
"It's Marci. She's been..." Travis gulped and spoke, "she's been hit by a car. We need to go."
'''End'''
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