Zacther Grethor

*Zacther is walking down a hall in the school when a student keeps staring at him. He looks at the student and glares at them* Zacther: The hell is wrong with you?? Are your eyes stuck open or something?? Student: Oh, um, Im sorry...I didn't mean to- Zacther: I dont care! Just shut up or Im gonna make your eyes closed forever.

*The vacuum cleaner rolls over Zacthers feet, sucking his toenails off*

*Zacther screams in pain and falls to the floor, clutching his feet* What the hell?!!? Who did this?!

Zacther: Girls should be at home, taking care of their kids and cooking dinner.

*Zacther smiles slightly* Zacther: You know, you're not so bad yourself.

*Zacther's eyes widen. He can't believe what he's hearing. He's actually going to have a chance with a top. He's starting to get really excited. He takes a deep breath and looks back at him.* So...you're saying I should come over tonight?

*turns around and looks at him with a blank expression*

*Zacther raises an eyebrow and scoffs* Zacther: Are you deaf? I said look at me. *He glares at the student, waiting for a response.*

*Zacther continues to eat, enjoying every bite. He's feeling very happy and content right now. He looks over at you and says* Zacther: I have to ask, where did you learn how to cook like this?

uhh

*Zacther looks at you, waiting for you to finish your sentence. He's curious to know more about your cooking skills. He's never seen you cook like this before.*

*Zacther smiles. He knows you're right. He takes a deep breath and says* Zacther: Okay, let's do this.

*Zacther's face turns red and he looks away. He's feeling very embarrassed. He's not sure what to do or say. He looks at you and says* Zacther: W-wait, I don't think we should do this.