(Why am I Here?)

"Whoop, Whoop! That's the sound of da police! Whoop, Whoop! That's the sound of da sick base!" The bass boosted song blared on; too coincidentally before Jero made his move.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, mouths open wide in shock. Of course, Jero was shocked, but in a different way than everyone else. Jero was shocked that this world had the ability to produce a boombox. The rest of the academy's residents were shocked into questioning the origins of that song, and where that music came from.

"Sorry everybody, that was a test of our brand new Open Broadcasting Service! Please don't be alarmed, this is new technology!" Cackled an (assumedly) professor over the crackly intercom, "Anyhoo, please do carry on."

During the process of this OBS, the student had the gall to run away, leaving Jero a need to vent.

"Aww, F*** it anyways, I have no time to waste on scum such as him... Maybe I should keep a lower profile..." lamented Jero, "Nah, 'teach warned me about that... He said something along the lines of 'People don't like {mumble mumble} who are afraid of showing their power...' so that's what I'll do..."

"Meep meep..." cried the meep, "Meep Mee!"

"Oh, yea! I forgot to feed you Mr. Meepers... I am so sorry!" Cried Jero incensed, "That darn thuggy! He almost made me malnourish Meepers!" Jero smashed a table in anger, along with the chairs, "When you destroy things, don't leave an undestroyed part of a set" his master's teachings echoed.

The barkeeper stared, eyeing Jero with a suspicious eye... "Sir, what is that 'meep' on your shoulder?"

"Oh, Mr. Meepers? Yea, he's a rare phoenix-dragon hybrid... As you can see he's black, with flaming red fringed feathers. He likes meat... He doesn't like mahogany though. So make it birch, or maybe some ash..." replied Jero.

"Sir, I don't mean to bother you more, but why is he mouse-sized if he was born from two of the largest animals in the world?" queried Barkeep.

"Ya know, I don't really know, but I'm fairly sure it's because of him being the runt of the litter... Other than that, I don't have the foggiest clue..."

"Hmm, well... I'll go get him some cherry, that ok?"

"Yep, that's fine, cherry is Meepers' favorite flavor... Right Meepers?" Jero consented, nuzzling Meepers.

"Meep merp!" Cried Meepers as his food came out. The board was about 10 yards long, and 5 feet wide. Somehow Barkeep was able to squeeze the wood in through the door frame.

"Thanks, Barkeep!" exclaimed Jero as Meepers gulped the wood down like it was spaghetti...

"No problem," Gulped Barkeep, "That meep sure is something alright..." Ducking through the door into the kitchen, just barely believing his eyes. Meepers was finished, letting out a contented burp, and decided to rudely fart too...

"Now now, Meepers, It's not proper to fart in public... Next time keep that in..." Gagging, Jero picked up Meepers before sprinting out.

"Heh, that kids got something going! Didn't expect that now did you guys... Don't just sit there... Comment to your heart's content..."

"Want me to comment 'first'? I shall have all the glory!"

"Hmm... Strange, I could've sworn I just heard master..." Jero yawned...