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NOTES: First off, in this story, let's pretend that Brian and Jasper Griffin live in an anthropomorphic world.

Pronunciation of Schande's name: Shahn-day

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CHAPTER 1

*Beep Beep Beep*

Schande Thompson smacked the top of his alarm clock. He had no desire to get out of his bed. Schande hated every aspect of his life; his look, his voice, his size, everything. Schande sat up in his bed and looked around his dorm room. Schande lived in a boarding school. He gave a sad sigh and got out of bed. He walked slowly over to his dresser. He looked into the mirror over the dresser. He was a bright orange fox with gray fur under his snout running all the way down his front. He was abnormally short for a 15-year-old, around 4'8". The tips of his ears and tail were black. He had black fur over his paws as well. He opened one of the drawers to get his clothes. He did this reluctantly, because he hated this school. He was such an easy target for bullies, and he had many reasons to be bullied for. His size was a good reason, but the main reason he was tortured every day, was because he was gay. Another reason was that he was an orphan, dumped off at this school at the first chance offered. His mother had died in childbirth. His father, who was a very big, strong, powerful person, had been disgusted with his child ever since he was first born. Since Schande's father was so powerful, he was mortified to see how scrawny his child was. So mortified in fact, that he disowned Schande that very night. He stayed long enough to name him; Schande, German for disgrace. He was raised in a dingy orphanage until he was 11, then he was sent to live at the boarding school. He had now lived there for 4 years, and he hated every minute of it. The school was decrepit, smelly, and full of vile students. The teachers didn't bother Schande that much. Schande was a brilliant student, he made straight A's in every single subject (another reason to be bullied).

Schande: "Another day, another migrain..."

Schande got dressed, brushed his teeth, and grabbed his backpack. He left the room and locked the door. He snuck very quietly down to the cafeteria to breakfast. He tried to get there as early as possible, so he could get out of there as fast as possible. He made it to the cafeteria before anyone else did.

Schande: "Perfect. No Gage!"

Gage Jackson was Schande's main torturer. Gage was a huge shark, almost 7 feet tall. He was extremely muscular and aggressive. Everyone in the school feared him, even the teachers, which would explain the lack of trouble he got into for his misdeeds. Schande got into the breakfast line. There was a chimpanzee wearing an apron and a hairnet waiting for him.

Schande: "Good morning Mrs. Ravine!"

Mrs. Ravine: "Well hello Schande! You're up bright and early!"

Schande: "Yeah, well you know how I like to start my day early."

Mrs. Ravine: "What would you like for breakfast, pumpkin?"

Schande: "Hmmm, a bagel and some grapes would be perfect."

Mrs. Ravine but a freshly cut bagel and a bunch of grapes onto a tray and gave it to Schande.

Mrs. Ravine: "There you go sweetie. There's some butter over there by the juice."

Schande: "Thanks a lot. See you at lunch!"

Schande left the breakfast line, got some butter, poured himself a glass of apple juice and sat at the table closest to the door. He took a plastic knife and hastily spread butter on his bagel. He proceeded to wolf down his breakfast, eating the entire bagel in no less than four bites. When he swallowed the last of the bagel, he picked up the bunch of grapes by the stem, and stuck the whole thing into his mouth. He pulled out, not leaving a single grape on the stem. He chewed the grapes hastily and swallowed. He chugged the glass of apple juice, and left the cafeteria. He looked at a clock in the hallway. It read 7:15.

Schande: "The bell's gonna ring any minute."

Schande decided to head for his first class of the day, Sign Language. Schande was amused by sign language, because it gave him the oppurtunity to say things to Gage which would probably get him killed. He walked into the classrom just as the bell rang.

Schande: "Good morning Ms. Marsha."

Ms. Marsha: "Hello Schande, how are you?"

Schande: "Meh."

Ms. Marsha laughed. She was a raccoon in a blue dress. Shande took his seat up front. The class started filing in one by one over the next few minutes. The lesson went pretty normal. They reviewed, did new signs, then had a quiz. The bell rang for break. Schane left the classroom. He was walking to his next classroom when he heard a booming voice call out to him.

Gage: "Hey, faggot!"

Schande stopped in his tracks and flattened his ears against his skull. He turned around slowly to see Gage towering over him. Schande whimpered slightly.

Gage: "How's my little buddy doing?"

Schande: "F-f-fine."

Gage: "Fine? That won't do. We should fix that."

Gage cracked his knuckles. Schande gulped. Just then, Schande got an idea.

Schande: "Hey, is that Amy Bailey?"

Amy Bailey was the hottest jaguar in the whole school. When Gage turned around to look, Schande bolted in the other direction. If there was one thing Schande prided himsel on, it was his speed. Gage noticed this a little too late, Schande was already around the corner. Schande would have gotten away, hadn't Gage's two lackeys, Greg and Zack caught him. Greg was a tall gray wolf, and Zack was a decent sized black panther. They grabbed Schande under his arms and started carrying him back the way he came.

Zack: "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Where do you think you're going, fag?"

Schande: "Let me go! You sons of bitches!"

Greg: "What, and deny Gage his prize?"

Schande was struggling with all his might, but to no avail. Zack and Greg approached Gage, still holding a struggling Schande. They threw him down onto his back right at Gage's feet. Schande looked up at Gage with utter terror.

Gage: "Nice try, Thompson."

Gage hocked, and spat right in Schande's face. Schande recoiled, and gave a look of deep disgust. The other students in the hallway started laughing and gathering around Gage and Schande to watch. Schande was wiping his face off when Gage picked him up by the scruff of his neck. Schande winced in pain.

Gage: "Did you really think you were gonna get away? Are you a wise guy? Let me show you what I do with wise guys!"

Gage punched Schande hard in the stomach. Schande felt the breath get knocked out of him. Schande fell to his knees, clutching his stomach, wheezing. The crowd roared with laughter. Gage then kicked Schande in the chin. Schande fell backward onto his back. Gage walked up to Schande and put his foot on Schande's chest.

Gage: "Do you give up? Come one, tap out!"

Schande tapped the ground repeatedly with his hand. Gage got off of him. The crowd laughed again.

Gage: "I'll see you later. Come on boys."

They turned around and walked away. The crowd dispersed. Schande slowly got to his feet. He tasted something salty. He pressed his paw to his mouth and realized he had bitten his tongue. He shrugged it off and went to his next class. He spent the rest of the day in silence. He didnt eat lunch or dinner. Once lessons were over, he went straight to his dorm room. He wanted to just be alone for the rest of the night. Imagine his shock when he walked into his room and found a total stranger inside, sitting on the spare bed.

TO BE CONTINUED...