Hell no

Last time on chilling in marvel:

They made a unanimous decision and decided they shouldn't call him weird or provoke him anymore.

They spent the rest of the day slightly scared of their brother.

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I am in a bad situation right now. My parents want me to go to hell. Like what kinda parents would want to torture their kids and send them there.

I spoke to my mom in loud voice, "but mom, I don't even need to go to school."

I tried to argue with my mother but it was not getting me anywhere. Mom argued, "yes you do. They teach you grammar, history, math, everything you need to be successful."

I knew she was telling the truth but I just was not gonna except it. Especially since we were in the year 1830. I swear if a teacher even thinks about hitting me, OR my sibling I will not hold back.

Especially victor. He got out of hand sometimes. The only reason father hasn't really noticed is because he served in a war. He often thought victor was just playing victor never got violent with mom though, probably because she's a woman and, beasts only compete with males.

"Mom, please! Can't I just be home schooled. You could teach me yourself." Said victor

Mother finally had enough and spoke. "Homeschool? There is no such thing! Now you will go to school like all the other kids. And that is FINAL!"

I looked towards my dad to see if he could help. The only thing he responded with was, "listen to your mother."

"FINE!" I said while a ran to my room. I slammed the door and jumped on my bed. I thought I could just cool down on my bed but I was wrong. There was one thing I forgot.

My family wasn't white.

I looked at the door and yep. My dad was standing there in the doorway with a belt in his hand. He then spoke, "now do you want this belt, or do want my hands."

Obviously I chose the belt. I knew I could proudly fight back or just strengthen my body so I won't feel anything. But he usually doesn't stop till he sees tears.

"Pull your pants down"

//five minutes later//

He finally stopped. It hurt! I quickly stopped crying though when he was done. It only hurts in the moment, I guess that's a good thing?

I finally went to sleep after about five minutes. When I got up in the morning I put on some clothes and was heading down stairs. I looked like a pioneer. I hate these clothes. I wish I could just go to the future with the good clothes!

//???///

The next moment I was standing in front of spider man. He had just catches caps shield and was about to throw it back when I appeared. They looked at me with a confused stare.

That is when iron man spoke, "you shouldn't be here boy, actually how did you get here? Kid hurry up and get him out of here!"

Spider man zipped over to me and was about to bring me away. I hurried up and wished my self back before he could get to me.

//???///

When I got back in my home victor was starring right at me. He asked in a exited voice "how did you do that!" I didn't know how to react to a just struggled my shoulders and continued to go down stairs.

When I got there I ate some stew and cornbread. Food wasn't very advanced either here in the 1800s. Uggh I wish I could... nope not doing that again. I should change the way I use my power. It would be very annoying when every little though comes true.

The dinner was kinda awkward like it usually is when someone gets their a** whopped. When we were eating my mom told me that I had to start school on Monday. It was currently Wednesday, Four more days till hell starts.

My mother told me that victor was to go to. The reason was because he wanted to go. I felt bad for my poor, naive, and stupid brother.

Grade one was for kids ages 4-6

Grade two was for kids ages 6-8

Grade three was for kids ages 8-9

Grade four was for kids ages 9-12

Grade five was for kids ages 12 and up

There wasn't really much to learn so there was only five grades. You only went up a grade when the teacher decided you where ready or when the age limit was up. Some people could graduate in 6 months, while others could take 2 years.

The system was very bad, but you learned the basics of what you needed. The main reason I didn't want to go was because the of the bad system. When I get to the 20th century I know that these grades won't matter.

I very sure if I went for a job and said I graduated high school In the 1840s they would not believe me or not give me the job. I will go though because I was not going to waste my breathe and argue anymore.

Over the next four day's I went to get supplies for school. I got a dip pen with some ink, a little black board with chalk. And a apple?

My mom told me I should be a good student and bring the teacher a apple every day. I told her ok and I would make sure to bring her one.

I was not! She thinks I'm about to bring the teacher a apple everyday and get bullied! Get called the teachers pet!? I was smart but I was not about to do something cliche and become the laying low nerd. The last thing we got was a overly leather backpack.

//Monday morning//

When up today I found that victor was already up and looking exited. So we ate together and walked to school. The school was on the other side of town so it was a 20 Minute walk.

I actually liked the walk and it felt refreshing to me and victor took a little detour so we could walk a little longer. When we finally got to the school we notice all the kids were already in class and learning.

We already knew our room number so we headed straight to the class. Victor whispered To me while we were getting towards the door, "will we get in trouble for being late?"

I chuckled at him and told him, "no! They will just introduce us to the class as a knew student and ask us about ourselves." I remember I often switched schools In my past life so I was very familiar with the routine.

We walked In the class and told the teacher we were the new students. She looked at me and victor and looked angry. She turned to class and said,"what happens to late students"

The class all responded in synch saying ten paddle hits. I was baffled. I was the first day!

She said, "yep, you first Elijah, put your hands on the dest with your knuckles out!"

Bruh she had me FU***** UP. I looked her dead in the eye, "HELL NO"