P.T.C.
Episode #01 - The Chosen of Arts
Written by: CS-Masyet

Both heroes and danger may arise from anywhere. However, one thing always remains true; heroes must stop the danger... ...but who exactly are the heroes and villains?

Teacher: Sits at her desk in the classroom. Alright, since this is the first day I'll need to know all your names. Points to a student. You there, you may go first.

It was the first day of school at Drollow High.

?1: The student stands up. He's a normal looking guy, but looks kind of intimidating. My name is Ail. I'm in the 10th grade. Sits back down.
Teacher: Is that all? Oh well. Points to another student. You go next.
?2: Stands up. This guy is a really shy person, always trying to avoid other people. M-my name is Tear...
Teacher: ...anything else?
Tear: Uh... Um... I'm in the 10th grade too... Sits back down.
Ail: (Hmph, he copied what I said!) Glares at Tear.
Tear: Sees Ail glaring at him. E-eh?
Student 1: The newbie's a goner!
Student 2: Poor guy...
Teacher: Alright, can someone here actually give me an interesting introduction?
?3: It'll be my pleasure. Stands up.
Students: Huh?
?3: I'm Barry of the 10th grade, but please refer to me as... the Master Chef!
Tear: (The Master Chef?)
Ail: (Who is this imbecile?)
Teacher: Um, alright then... (Very interesting...)
Barry: Sits down.

Everyone else introduces themselves, then goes to their next class. / In art class...

Tear: Sitting on a stool painting a picture on a canvas. (I'm happy I can just be by myself and do what I like in this class...)
Art Teacher: Looking at Tear's drawing. (Wow, what an amazing painting...)

In music class...

Music Teacher: Which instrument would you like to use, Ail?
Ail: Doesn't matter, anyone's fine by me.
Music Teacher: Gives him a violin. Do you have a particular favorite?
Ail: Takes the violin. Nope, I like them all... Starts playing it.
Music Teacher: Listening to his music. (Wow, he plays it so well.)

In cooking class...

Barry: Cooking in front of a group of girls. I will show you beautiful ladies the expert cooking of Master Chef! Stirs his soup then throws his stirrer in the air.
Girls: Huh?
Barry: Won't be needing that now... Puts spices in the soup then hits the stirrer with his foot and catches it in his hand. Then begins stirring again.
Girls: Wow...
Barry: And wa la! Takes some of the soup and puts it in a bowl. He then gives it to one of the girls. Try some.
Girl: Tries some. Wow, it's really good!
Girls: Clap.
Barry: Thank you, you're too kind.
Cooking Teacher: Tries some of the soup. (Wow, how delicious!)

After classes ended, everyone goes to the cafeteria to eat lunch.

Tear: Sitting at a lunch table. *sigh* (I forgot to make lunch again...) I'm hungry...
Ail: Walks up to him. Hey, you.
Tear (scared): *gasp* (I-it's that guy...)
Ail: Mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is taken.
Tear: G-go ahead...
Ail: Sits down and takes out his lunch.
Tear: Looks at his lunch. ...
Ail: What?
Tear: N-nothing...
Ail: Where's your lunch? Aren't you going to eat?
Tear: ... His stomach growls. *blush* U-um...
Ail: Gives him a pear. Here.
Tear (blushing): T-thank you...
Barry: Sitting with a bunch of girls at a lunch table finishing his lunch (the soup he made). Alright, now that I'm done, I must go wash up. Can't be a Master Chef with dirty hands! Gets up.
Girls: Bye, Master Chef!
Barry: Goes to the washroom and washes his hands. Alright, now to get back to the ladies... Gets enveloped by light. What is this?!? AHHH!!! Disappears.
Ail: Gets up. Well, see ya. Walks away.
Tear: (That guy is scary, but kinda nice...)
Ail: (What a strange guy... Seems almost impossible to get mad at him...) Gets enveloped in white light. W-what the?!? AHHH!!! Disappears.
Tear: (I should probably thank him for the pear...) Walks into the hall, and get enveloped in light. W-what's happening? AHHH!!!

Ail, Tear, and Barry appear in a odd-looking room.

Ail: What the?!? Where the heck is this place?
Tear: What's going on?
Barry: No! The ladies are waiting for me!
Ail: (What the heck is wrong with this guy?!?)

All of their teachers appear above them.

Teacher: Welcome.
Ail (angry): Tell us what's going on!
Teacher: Relax, we will explain everything.
Music Teacher: But first, we would like to introduce ourselves. I am Mr. Musico, the music teacher.
Art Teacher: I am Ms. Pensil, the art teacher.
Cooking Teacher: I am Mr. Kooc, the cooking teacher.
Teacher: You may just refer to me as Teacher. Now, please tell us... What are your dreams for the future?
Barry: And why do you need to know that?
Ms. Pensil: We have been searching for the P.T.C. for a long time...
Mr. Kooc: And now we think that we have found them!
Tear: Huh?
Ail: What the heck are you talking about? What is this "P.T.C."?
Teacher: P.T.C. stands for "Paint, Treble, Culinary", the three names of powerful warriors.
Ail: But what the heck do they have to do with us?
Teacher: We think that you might be their decendants.
Tear: Y-you think we're related to powerful warriors?
Barry: Powerful warriors, huh? The Master Chef would rather be a decendant of a master chef but I guess beggars can't be choosers...
Teacher: I said you might be. To make sure, I must ask you all again... What are your dreams?
Barry: If you must know, my dream is to cook every single dish ever made. For that is what I must do to hold my title as Master Chef!
Mr. Kooc: Ooh, sounds delicious!
Teacher: Points to Tear. What about you?
Tear: U-um... I want to paint with every color in the world... And make a painting with all of them together...
Ms. Pensil: Really? That's amazing!
Teacher: What about you, Ail?
Ail: Mine is to play every instrument in the world. Perfectly.
Mr. Musico: Oh! Fascinating!
Teacher: As we thought... You three must be the P.T.C.'s decendants. Follow me...

A door appears behind the teachers and they go in. The platform turns into stairs so they can follow them.

Teacher: Your teachers have things to give you. Please accept them.
Mr. Musico: Take this, Ail. Gives him a small music-note like object.
Ail: What's this?
Ms. Pensil: Here you go, Tear. Gives him a small paintbrush like object.
Tear: Huh?
Mr. Kooc: This is for you, Barry! Gives him a small spatula like object.
Barry: Kind of small, don't you think?
Ail: What are these things for, anyway?
Teacher: You need them to unleash your power.
Ail: Power?
Tear: How do we use it?
Teacher: I'll tell you...

To Be Continued

----- P.T.C.
Episode #02 - Pear Juice
Written by: CS-Masyet

Ail: Holding the music-note emblem in his hand. How do I use this?
Teacher: Think of a weapon to use then unleash your power into the emblem.
Ail: How do we do that?
Ms. Pensil: Tear, you have to say "Paint".
Mr. Musico: Ail, you must say "Treble".
Mr. Kooc: Barry, say "Culinary".
Barry: Culinary!
Tear: Paint!
Ail: Treble!

They all transform their emblems into weapons. Ail's turns into a sword.

Barry: A sword? That's kind of cliché, don't you think? Holding a giant spatula.
Ail: And a giant spatula is better...?
Barry: Not just any spatula; a dual-headed spatula!
Ail: *sigh* Tear, you at least chose a good weapon, right?
Tear: Holding a giant paintbrush.
Ail: A giant paintbrush...?
Tear: Am I not supposed to have a paintbrush?
Teacher: Alright, that's good. Put your weapons in your pockets to change then back. The three put their weapons away.
Ail: Alright, so these are our weapons. But what do we need them for?
Tear: Who are we fighting?
Teacher: Monsters have appeared in Roc-Drollow. You three are the only ones with the power to destroy them.
Tear (scared): M-monsters...?
Teacher: Will the three of you destroy them?
Ail: Since we're the only ones who can do this, then I guess so.
Barry: I will take care of it. For it is what I must do to uphold my title of "Master Chef"!
Ail: (What the heck does destroying monsters have to do with being a chef?!?)
Teacher: Alright, the three of you may leave. Next period is starting soon.

Ail, Tear, and Barry go to class. After that, they go back and learn a little bit about how to use their weapons.

Ail: Alright, I guess I kinda understand how to use this now...
Barry: Well, it doesn't take much brains to use a sword.
Ail (angry): You're really annoying, you know that?
Tear: So, the red paint makes it harder for enemies to see, and the blue paint makes it harder for enemies to run... right?
Ms. Pensil: Right! And the green paint makes strong gusts of wind!
Tear (confused): Huh?
Barry: So... When do we fight a monster?
Teacher: When a monster appears.
Ail: When do we know when one appears?
Teacher: Trust me... you'll know. For now, you may leave.
Ail: Um, alright... (Finally...)

They all leave.

Ail: In his dorm room, lying on his bed. Jeez, today sure was a long, bizarre day. If this is all a dream, then it's sure the longest dream I've ever had... Whatever, now I can just lay here and relax... All by myself... Hears someone knocking on his door. Who could that possibly be? Gets up and opens the door. He sees Tear standing in front of him.
Tear: Uh, y-you...
Ail: Tear, was it? What's up?
Tear: I'm sorry, this room was assigned to me...
Ail: That can't be, this is my room.
Tear: This is room 39, isn't it?
Ail: Yes, it is... *sigh* It seems like we're stuck together for everything, aren't we?
Tear: ...
Ail: Come on in...
Tear: Enters the room. Uh, there's only one bed...
Ail: Well sorry, I wasn't expecting to have a roommate anytime soon.
Tear: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude...
Ail: I'll make sure the lazy staff gets you a bed. Happy?
Tear: O-okay...
Ail: *sigh* You don't have to be scared of me. It's not like I hate you or anything.
Tear: N-no, that's not...
Ail: Hey, you're new here, right? Are you unfamiliar with this place?
Tear: Sorta...
Ail: Want me to show you around?
Tear: A-alright...
Ail/Tear: Walk around the dormitory.
Ail: I'll introduce you to the few people in this school that aren't actually afraid of me.
?1: Walks up to the two.
Ail: Well, that's a coincidence.
Tear (surprised): *gasp*
Chelsea: What're you doing here, Ail? And who's this guy?
Ail: This is Tear, my new roommate. Tear, this is Chelsea.
Tear (scared): C-Chelsea?
Ail: What's wrong, Tear? You okay?
Chelsea: Wait a sec, have we met somewhere before? You look awfully familiar...
Tear: N-no, you must have me confused with someone else...
Chelsea: Never mind then. See ya, Ail. Walks away.
Tear: (Chelsea...)
Ail: Don't worry, she's a lot nicer than you think.
Tear: ...
Ail: *sigh* Well, there are still some more people I want you to meet. Knocks on one of the dorm room doors.
?2: Opens the door. What is it, Ail? I'm busy...
Ail: Sorry, Tech. Just wanted to introduce everyone to Tear here. He's my new roommate.
Tear: Hello...
Tech: You actually got a new roommate? I thought you didn't want one.
Ail: I didn't have much choice, apparently...
Tech: I see... Looks at Tear. ...he's a guy, right?
Tear: W-what?
Ail: Of course he is. Tech, how much sleep did you get last night?
Tech: Sleep? Hm, about 2 to 3 hours...
Ail: Go to bed, Tech.
Tech: Can't, I'm busy now...
Ail: If you don't sleep now, you'll end up sleeping in your computer chair again.
Tech: *groan* See ya. Closes the door.
Ail: Weirdo.
Tear: What does he do in there?
Ail: Huh? Oh, he's a programmer.
Tear: Starts walking. Programmer? Does that take up a lot of time?
Ail: Starts walking. It does for him.
Tear: Why? Does he really like programming?
Ail: Not really; he says he needs the money. Don't know what for though...
Tear: Oh...
?3: Walks up to them. Yo, Ail! What's up?
Ail: Hey, Mac.
Mac: Who's that?
Ail: He's Tear, my new roommate.
Mac: Hah, the staff actually gave you a roommate?
Ail: Yeah...
Mac: So, what's your name, bud?
Tear: Tear...
Mac: You sure are quiet, bud... Hey, how 'bout we all get a drink?
Tear: Huh?
Ail: Sounds good. I was getting kind of thirsty.
Mac: Alright, let's go to the cafeteria, then!
Ail/Mac: Start walking to the cafeteria. They notice Tear isn't following them.
Ail: Tear, you coming?
Tear: Uh, yeah... Follows them. (What have I gotten myself into?)

They all go to the cafeteria and sit at a table.

Mac: Gets some drinks and puts them on the table.
Ail: Gives a drink to Tear. Here.
Tear: ...
Ail: You not thirsty?
Tear: ...
Mac: Drinks some of his drink. C'mon, it's good, bud.
Tear: Alright... Sips some of the drink. Huh? T-this is pear juice...
Ail: You don't like pear juice?
Tear: N-no, I like pear juice...
Mac: Heh, you're still doing the pear sharing thing, Ail?
Tear: Huh?
Ail (blushing): I-It's nothing, forget it...
Tear: O-okay...
Ail: By the way, what did you think I was giving you? Liquor or something?
Tear: U-um...
Ail: *facepalm* You can't be serious...
Tear (blushing): ...
Mac: Starts laughing. Hahah, that's hilarious!
Ail: You're not even allowed to drink liquor in school, you idiot...
Mac (laughing): Hahahah!
Tear: Sorry...
Ail: Finishes his drink. Whatever, finish your drink so we can go.
Tear: Finishes his drink. Go where?
Ail: To ask the staff for your bed, duh.
Mac: Heh, even if you convince them, you're not going to get one today. You might have to share the same bed.
Tear (blushing): W-wha?
Ail: No way! They'd better have a spare bed...
Ail/Tear: Go to the main office.
Staff Person: Can I help you, Ail?
Ail: Do you have any spare beds?
Staff Person: Sorry, you'll have to wait until tomorrow.
Ail: Dang it!
Tear: (Oh no...)
Ail: Let's go, Tear...
Ail/Tear: Go back to their room.
Ail: *sigh* Jeez, it's late...
Tear (blushing): D-do we really have to share the same bed?
Ail: Nah, I'm sleeping on the floor... Lies on the floor. Good night...
Tear: You're going to just sleep like that?
Ail: Yeah... Would you turn off the light?
Tear: Alright... Turns off the light and goes to bed. ...Ail, can I ask you something?
Ail: What?
Tear: About that thing Mac was talking about... The pear thing...
Ail: Oh, that? It's just something my mom used to do... She always said "the reason it's called a pear is because it's meant to be shared with others"... Sounds pretty stupid, huh?
Tear: N-no, I don't think so...
Ail: Well, whatever... Good night...
Tear: Good night... ...Ail, aren't you cold?
Ail (sleeping): Zzz...
Tear: Gets up and puts one of his blankets over Ail, then goes back in bed. Thank you for the pear, Ail...

To Be Continued

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Writer's Comments:

Now isn't this a blast from the past! This is episode 1 & 2 of "P.T.C.", the first two parts of the original Paint & Treble.

As I have mentioned before, I used to write in a different style back in the day (these two in particular had been written 6 years ago). I wanted to try and emulate the way I used to set these up in HTML format as closely as possible, so it may look stranger than how I usually do it.

As you can see, a couple of things have changed from this version to the new one. Some things changed because of difference in narration, more detail, or simply because I thought it needed to be changed. The first two chapters aren't actually that different from the originals compared to the new ones, though (since I had just started re-writing them at the time). Still, it might be interesting to read these alongside the new ones and try to spot all the differences!

Since today (6/5/2014) is Paint & Treble's 6th anniversary, and with only one chapter left to finish, I thought it would be interesting to show off how this series first began. Well, enjoy!

... My horrible, old writing, heh...

- CS-Masyet