Stink of the Shell Part Two

                        *Please read the description before reading the story*

Berry was feeling a huge mix of negative emotions. “What are you talking about, Shelly?” Berry said sounding a bit betrayed. “Aren’t we friends?” Shelly scoffed, “‘What am I talking about?’ What are YOU talking about? All you caused me back in middle school was pain…” “That doesn’t sound like the Berry we know…” Wiki said. “I don’t care if that doesn’t sound like her now! She caused me pain even the first day we met and I still remember that day…”

4 YEARS AGO.

In Ms. Emanon’s class students were working (albeit loudly) on their current assignments; When suddenly, Ms. Emanon quieted her class down to make an announcement.

“Quiet down everyone, I have an announcement! We will be having a new student join the class: This is Shelly McCracken.” Out from behind Ms. Emanon stepped a shy looking girl with pink hair, glasses, arms and legs that seemed a bit weak, and a shiny, smooth shell on her back. The entire class all raised their hands. “Before any of you ask, no her name is not short for Sheldon.” The entire class lowered their hands and gave a disappointed sigh.

“Now are there any students who would be willing to give her a hand in catching up to us?” A few students raised their hands, however Ms. Emanon was surprised by one of the students. Berry Grotto, who was notorious for being getting in trouble at this school. The teacher sighed, “Now, Berry…” She began. “If I let you do this, will you actually teach her what you know and not goof off?” Berry felt offended by that statement. “Hey, I do my work! I’m already finished!” “Alright, Berry, I’m trusting you.” The teacher said as she sent Shelly to go sit near Berry.

Berry shook Shelly’s hand as soon as she sat down. “Hiya, I’m Berry.” Shelly nodded, “I know, pretty much everybody knows you and your family. You guys are notorious for your gassiness.” “Wow, I guess we are pretty famous… er, infamous. So are you gassy too?” Shelly nodded, “In fact, check this out.” Shelly tugged on a part of the back of her shell, which opened like a door. Inside of it was Shelly’s round, bouncy buttocks.

Berry was confused and poked it. Shelly jumped up and blushed. “Eh, please don’t do that.” “So is that just to air out your shell and stuff?” Shelly nodded once again. Man, how thick is this thing?” Berry punched the Shell. Shelly barely moved but the shell moved a bit. “Doesn’t it get kinda cramped? No offense, but your butt is almost as big as mine.” Shelly shook her head this time. “No, it’s actually quite roomy. My lunch is in here in fact. But I do have to open that compartment, a lot.” Berry chuckled, “I couldn’t wear something like that…” Berry sat on her right leg and lifted up her left. “I like to let ‘em go loud n’ proud!” Shelly tried to stop her, “Um, Berry? I don’t think you should-”

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It was too late. Berry filled the room with the scent of vegetables way past the expiration date. The children all groaned and coughed. As this was a normal procedure, the kids all filed outside. “Berry!” The teacher shouted. “We talked about this last week!” She wrote Berry a detention. Shelly sighed, “I tried to tell you Berry…” Suddenly Ms. Emanon turned to the little turtle girl angrily. “Oh no, young lady! You will be punished for that too!” She snapped at her. Shelly had a look of despair on her face. “What? Why? I didn’t even fart or anything!”

Ms. Emanon raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Explain this!” She turned Shelly around to reveal the door on her shell still being open. Shelly tried to explain, but she just sounded like she was one of those people who liked speaking another language, very quickly.

Ms. Emanon ignored what she assumed was French. She gave Shelly the first detention she ever received. Shelly felt like she was going to cry. Berry tried to comfort her. “Don’t worry, Shelly. Detentions aren’t that bad once you get used to them. They’re just a few hours at school on Saturday. And besides we’ve got each other, it’ll be okay.” Shelly looked up and accepted Berry’s comforting words. “O-okay, thanks…”

LATER…

All the kids filed into the lunch room. It was Sloppy Joe day, something that Shelly didn’t really like so she ate her own lunch, a ham and cheese sandwich. Or more so, a Double Decker ham and cheese sandwich which seemed fit for a “first meal” for Berry.

Speaking of which, Berry came by with a few Sloppy Joes on her tray as well as one in her mouth. “Ey uddeh.” She said trying not to drop the food in her mouth. “Hey, Berry. I thought about what you said and I think I can handle a detention, if you’re helping me.” Berry slapped her shell. A tiny unnoticeable crack formed in the shell. “Oh, that’s what friends are for… We ARE friends, right?”

Shelly was about to speak when a voice rang out. “Hey, you!” Shelly turned her head but-

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There was nothing but a butt. A horrible smell entered Shelly’s nostrils and lingered there. Shelly coughed and gagged. She looked up to see a skunk-ette giving her the stink eye… literally. Berry became angered, “Hey! What the heck’s wrong with you, Cynthia? You can’t gas new people!” Cynthia glared at Berry. “I don’t remember engaging you in conversation, Ms. Detention!” She hissed at her. She turned back to Shelly. “As I was saying, you think you’re gassier than me? That’s right! I saw what you did in class!”

Shelly tried to defend herself. “But I didn’t even-” “I don’t wanna hear it. Dummy the stupid rabbit over here beat me in the farting category before but I can’t live with another one. So you and I are having a farting contest.” Cynthia spoke quickly to not let Shelly interrupt. Shelly decided this had gotten out of hand. “Well, actually I-” “She accepts! Get ready to lose!” Shelly felt a bit miffed. Why wouldn’t anyone let her talk?

“Berry, I don’t know about this…” Shelly said worriedly. Berry opened Shelly’s compartment. “Butt you’re guaranteed to win with this thing.” Shelly covered her butt with her hands and blushed. “Er, okay…” Cynthia snapped her fingers and random students appeared and handed her their Sloppy Joes. She gulped down about five of them before shooing the students off. She sat down in front of Shelly and explained the rules. “Now, listen up. These are the rules; whoever does the biggest fart is the winner. Winner receives the loser’s respect and becomes a follower to them.” Shelly nodded weakly. She had to try hard because she didn’t want to become a follower to…. That.

Shelly finished her sandwich and the two just stared at each other for a while. After a while, Cynthia smirked and raised her tail.

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Cynthia laughed, “I’d like to see you beat that!” Students in the general area either, coughed, gagged, or didn’t care. Berry scoffed, “You can beat that, right Shelly?” Berry asked but as she turned to Shelly she had her head and limbs inside her shell. “What’s wrong, Shelly?” Shelly sighed. “I’m waiting for the kids to throw stuff at me when they get disappointed that I didn’t do anything…” Berry was confused, “But you will be doing something; showing Cynthia how a pro blows it up.”  “I think I’ll just forfeit, Berry…” Berry gasped. “Don’t give up, Shelly. That was nothing! I know you can do it!” “I’m not doing it, Berry. When the students start booing and throwing stuff, could you make sure no milk lands in here? I’m lactose intolerant.”

A light bulb appears over Berry’s head. “That’s it!” Berry goes a gets as much milk as she can and begins pouring it into Shelly’s Shell. As Berry did this Shelly was trying to yell, “AUGH! BERRY STOP, YOU’RE GONNA KILL ME!” but all that came out was a bunch of gurgling and spouting. Soon the milk was all drained into Shelly’s stomach.

Shelly’s head, which was obviously drenched in milk popped out of the shell. Shelly’s face was red, but she couldn’t tell if she was angry or embarrassed. “Berry!” She decided to go with a little of both. “Why did you do that? I could’ve died!” Berry reeled back “Because, we’re friends and as a friend I can’t bear to see you lose! We… are friends… aren’t we?” Shelly wasn’t embarrassed any more. She knew for certain she was angry. “Friends? After what you did, of course we are- OOOOOG!” Before she could finish saying “aren’t” Her intolerance to lactose kicked in.

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Oh forget it, I’m not typing all that. With a gigantic blast of gas that lasted a whopping minute and 30 sec., the smell of sour milk filled the ENTIRE CAFETERIA. Anyone just outside the door would be at least woozy and the poor kids who were up close were knocked out. Berry, Cynthia, and Shelly were the only ones in the area still standing. “Wow!” Berry said through the thick, green scent in the air. “This is like the day I got Taco Tuesday banned!” Cynthia coughed and gagged. “Wow, that was impressive kid! I’m totally respecting you. Call, if you need anything. Anyways, see you two later.” She ran off and as soon as she left, the principal arrived.

Shelly was scared for her life. She looked to Berry but… she was gone. The principal walked up to Shelly. He seemed to be more steamed then the air surrounding them. “Excuse me, young lady! You are a new student so I will not suspend you for this. But I have heard much from your previous school about you and I must say I am very disappointed.” The teacher gave her a month full of detentions and told her parents about the incident. After this was done he scolded her in his office. “Now, for you sake I hope this will not happen again. Now hurry on to your next class.” Shelly looked very tired. She had never cried so much in her life. She left the office and wandered into the hallway.

Suddenly, Berry appeared behind her. Shelly felt like she was going to pop. “WHERE ON THIS BIG BLUE FORSAKEN PLANET WERE YOU?!” Shelly yelled… in her mind. What she actually said was “Where’d you come from?” Berry smiled, “I was out getting you something for your big win.” She gave Shelly some buns, assorted meat and spices, and a piece of paper.

Before she even said anything, Berry answered the question Shelly was about to ask. “It’s my recipe and ingredients for the perfect Sloppy Joes. Everybody loves them!” Berry slapped her on the back accidently making her fall down. “Oh, uh sorry.” Suddenly the tiny crack enlarged on the shell. Wanting to leave before she noticed, Berry ran off, “I’m gonna be late! Talk to you later, new best friend!”

Shelly got up and sighed, “But I don’t even like Sloppy Joes… or you…” Nevertheless, Shelly put all the ingredients in her shell.

Shelly walked to her next class. She decided to forget about Berry and focus on the lesson. Soon, she had completely forgot about the whole ordeal as she avoided Berry the entire day; Even if she had classes with her. Shelly was in her last period of the day and felt okay again. That is, until a sharp pain in her stomach arose.

‘Oh no! The lactose!’ Shelly thought. ‘It’s still in effect. But I can’t… I’ve already gotten in trouble for it twice...’ Shelly tried to calm herself. ‘It’s alright Shelly, just keep your back closed and keep it in your shell.’ She made sure her shell door was closed and that no one was watching. She let the rest of her gas go in her shell but…

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Through the crack in her shell… most of the gas escaped in the form of an SBD. The classroom was enveloped by the fog of her emissions. Everyone covered their noses and blindly scaled the walls for the door. After everyone finally got outside the classroom, they all turned their attention to Shelly, giving her angry glares. Shelly looked on the back of her shell and saw a crack in it. “B-Berry… G-Grotto she did this. It was her fault… It’s been her fault all along… I hate… h-hate…”

Mr. Tiwercs handed her a bunch of packets. “Well since you are already full of detentions, maybe this work will teach you when it’s okay and not okay to do something!” “WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO MEEEEEEEEEE!” Shelly yelled as she was hating her life right about now. She fell down in sadness. As the bell rung to signify the school day ending, most kids decide to not get involved and went around her; except of course, Berry.

“Shelly, are you okay?” Berry asked putting her hand on her shell. Shelly ignored her and continued sulking. Berry helped her up, “Hey, cheer up. I’ll take you to get some of my great Sloppy Joes. You can see how to make them.” Shelly wanted to intervene but she was sad and confused, so she didn’t. She just continued to mumble under her breath.

NOW

“And ever since then, she caused me nothing but grief. We ‘played’ and ‘hung out’ a lot after that day. All that happened during that time was me getting hurt or experiencing, terrible events; While Berry comes out unscathed. These scars all over my body, these cracks in my shell, they’re permanent. I didn’t know what to believe back then.” Shelly explained.

While Zack and Wiki held in tears, Berry and Nacho looked surprised. “B-But Shelly, I’m much more mature now then I was back then.” Berry tried to explain. “I know when it is the time to do things and not to do them.” Nacho cut in, “And you can’t jail someone for doing something accidently so long ago.”

Shelly shook her head. “I’m not without morals… I have a reason for this. I have left Berry alone all these years, despite the fact that she caused these injuries on my body to become permanent. I would not be here had I not realized an important truth… Berry is a murderer!”

Everyone gasped, except for Berry, who looked on nervously.