Sunset's human world origin

Mory Patchwork Elementary
Date: Sep 12th, time: 3:00 pm

*Anura’s perspective*

Anura dreaded going to school. The other kids were mean. Emi used to keep them away with her antics. She would play all sorts of tricks on the kids she felt deserved it, and those tricks would get really scary if those kids did something to make Anura cry. Emi once put a contraption designed to blast chili powder in one’s face in the backpack of a kid that was calling Anura some really racist names. Emi got in a lot of trouble for it, but the kid left Anura alone after that. That was until Emi got sick. Now the kid and his goons have set their sights back on Anura. ‘Brownie’ was the most common one. ‘Dirty skin’ and ‘poop face’ were less common but still used. Racists really aren’t creative, are they? Emi has been teaching Anura how to deal with and scare the bullies, but they just weren’t scared of her, and Anura was not willing to resort to chemical warfare, yet.

At this point, Anura just wanted to get her stuff and get out of there, but she was stopped by the bully and his friends.

“Where are you going, poopy?”, Match Head said.

“You know you can try to be a little creative with your insults. Comparing my skin color to poop or dirt or just stating its color doesn’t take that much brain power.”, Anura stated coldly.

Match apparently didn’t take too kindly to that and made an aggressive move towards Anura. Anura stepped back, but her face never changed. “You smell bad.”, Anura stated. Match’s face became a snarl, and he started shouting and calling Anura names. Anura looked past Match and to his two friends. They were both cheering him on. Anura stepped past Match and walked over to one of his friends. “Why are you friends with this racist jackass? You’re black.”

“Because my family helped make this country. Your people are just here to take our jobs.”, David Jackson said.

Anura nailed Match in the nose with the back of her hand and gave David a flat look. “My family has been in this country for about as long as yours.” Anura ducked the punch Grayson Walker threw at her and walked towards the exit.

Emi’s room
Date: same day, time: 3:30 pm

*Anura’s perspective*

Ever since Emi’s diagnosis, Anura’s mother had been coming over to the Katons’ house to take care of Emi. Aunt Brigid still took Anura to school, and her mother still picked her up, but their lives truly have been turned on their heads. Being able to hang out at Emi’s place did have its perks. Thanks to Sunset’s hobby, they have every console on the market. Emi also has a variety of board and puzzle games. It did not surprise Anura that she needed all this stuff to keep mentally stimulated. The girls were currently playing one of the puzzle games while discussing how to deal with the bullies.

“Ah still say you should let me give you one of my tricks.”, Emi said.

“One of your tricks would involve some kind of bomb and/or poison. Do you not remember how pissed your parents were when one of your tricks sent Holaday Cheer to the hospital?”

“Of course, Ah remember, but do you remember that the doctors said that she was overreacting? All that “It burns! It burns!” stuff was just for attention. Her name’s stupid anyways. It’s ‘holiday’, not ‘holaday’.”

“You still sent her to the hospital.”

“It was flour and liquid ass! Okay, Ah probably shouldn’t have done the liquid ass part. Ah was clearly not thinking ahead there.”

“Uhg, fine. Let’s say we went with your plan. What would you do?”

Emi crossed her arms and gave Anura a wicked grin. “Well, they keep calling you ‘brownie’ and ‘poopy’. Ah say we give them some poopy brownies.”

Anura furrowed her eyebrows. “How do you plan on getting laxatives? I’m pretty sure you need a doctor to give them to you.”

“Have you ever read the reviews for Nile’s sugar free gummy bears?”

MPE lunchroom
Date: Sep 15th, time: 12:00 pm

*Anura’s perspective*

Anura sat at one of the lunch tables, alone. No one was willing to sit with her. She freaked everyone out. When she was younger, she would blurt out things about the other kids that she had no way of knowing. She had since learned how to not do that as often, but kids remember and tell other kids. Theories ranging from her being some creepy stalker to being an omnipotent goddess abounded to explain how she does it. Weirdly enough, none of them were about her being a witch. Anura wouldn’t have minded the peace, if it was actually accompanied by peace.

Match and his two cronies marched up to Anura’s table. Match did his usual huffing and puffing with the tweedle twins cheering him on. Anura was sick of hearing it so just tuned them out. Once they were done, Anura enacted the plan. She pulled out a brown paper bag and placed it on the boys’ side of the table.

“What’s that?”, Match asked.

“A peace offering. I hope that with this, we could at least be cordial.”

Match opened the bag and pulled out its contents. “Brownies? Aw, da brownie is bringing brownies.”

“I take that to mean that diplomatic relations can not be reached?”, Anura asked.

“Ha, no.” Match then began to scarf down the brownies, all of them.

Anura debated warning him, but he was finished before she could reach a decision. “That was meant for the three of you.”

“Ha, no way. I’m da boss. That means I get first pickings.”

“Hey, that’s not far.”, Grayson complained.

“Shut up!”, Match shouted.

“Um, Match, you should really start heading to the bathroom.”, Anura said.

“Yeah, and why should I?” Match had his hands on his hips all indignantly.

“Because those brownies were made with maltitol. That’s the stuff in sugar free gummy bears that make you really need ta go.”

As if on cue, Match’s stomach made a sound too similar to a car revving up. A look of panic spread across his face and he began to make a mad dash to the closest bathrooms. The two goons looked to each other, then to Anura, and then to where their boss ran off to. They then ran off to catch up with their boss.

Emi’s room
Date: same day, time: 3:30 pm

*Anura’s perspective*

“Okay, okay, then what happened?”, Emi asked after coming down from her laughing fit.

“Well, some of the other students joked about how the school was going ta have to call in the HAZMAT team, and David and Gray got real mad at Match for not sharing the brownies, even after they saw the side effects.”

“Those boys need ta get their priorities straight. Well, at least we can say that asshole’s ass is now cleaned, or would it be dirtier. Eh, either way, Ah doubt they got the joke.”

“What made you like this?”

“My dad sings me a song called ‘Sleep Well Monster Killer’ as a lullaby. How else do you expect me to turn out?”

Anura thought for a moment before speaking again. “I’ve never heard of that song.”

“You wouldn’t have, it was a creation of my dad. Hey, do you want me to ask him to sing it to you?”

“Um, I mean no disrespect, but I suspect it will have the exact opposite effect on me.”

“Eh, suit yourself.”, Emi said while shrugging her shoulders. “Now, all we need ta do is take care of Patrisha North” The face Emi made honestly scared Anura.