[h2]Humhum[/h2]

He really tried to hide, one would think that hiding in the darkest corner of the academy deep deep basement would have made him be safe. Nope it didnt. 
The darkness came over the school and a lighting bolt traveled down the electrical lines all the way into the basement and jumped from a light bulb to a metal bar from which it elegantly hit the bird man, in the butt. Making the feathers of his tail catch fire. With a shrieking sqee the harpy run to a bucket of water and dropped himself into it. The fire was luckily out now. Why did it have to happen each year, each year the election start would try to kill him for having feathers. 

Well that annual tradition out the way it was time to give the already filled registration out. Oh no this male harpy didnt want to run for the president, he wanted to reelected for the treasurer. Last year was such a fun with all those shiny things he could work with. The president was a jerk but each time he annoyed Humhum, the harpy sung making the whole council have a nap time out. 

He loved the shiny things. So with slightly burn tail feathers he climbed back to the main halls and went straight line to the registration desk. 

''Hello~ I want to candidate for the treasurer position~ mhm~ '' Luckily the position was often seen as tedious and boring and wasnt too popular with everyone else. Last year there was actually no one beside the harpy running for it. He hoped this year would be the same.

''Hope this year president  mmmm-ore nice. Mhm'' He hummed happily to a few random passer bys. '' Vote Humhum for treasurer mmm please~ and thank you mmm~'' He added planning to make some more slogans, thought people wouldnt pay attention to him all that much. 

[h2]Neven[/h2]

Neven was taking the whole morning to make himself look perfect. He heard it from a classmates that today was most interesting day. Neven didnt liked the betting poll he was showed. The paper sat on his bed just under the life sized posted of himself shirtless. 

Checking to see for the tenth time if his hair was perfect or not he looked at the paper informing of the poll.

[i]Odds for how many president candidates will die...

... Odds on how many president candidates will end up in a mental jacket ....

...Odds on how many president candidates will end up with more than X number of bones broken...

... Odds on how many president candidates will drop out because of blackmail...

... Odds on how many president candidates will cry in public like little girls...

... Odds on how many candidates there will be...

...Odds on who will win the election, to be updates once the candidates are known...

[/i]
 

Neven throw away the paper in the paper bin, who cared about the odds, what this place needed was more of him. And who was he to not obligate and grace everyone with his beautiful presence.  And he had faith in his running away ability. Neven wanted and will run for president he could see it, once he was on top he will get all the cute girls and boys to swarm him like a piece of precious art.

All he had to do is stay out of everyone focus until they all got rid of each other and then he will charm everyone to vote for him. It was fool prove. Swing around once twice Neven even posed sending a kiss to a girl passing by. Now he just had to find where to registration. Maybe he should ask someone else from the second grade for direction.

Seeing NaNa he waved at her to get her attention. '' Ah the most charming Nana and the just as charming Ping~'' Neven winked at the panda, before doing a hair flip to get his flowing hair over his shoulder and behind. 

''You both dont happen to know where I can sing up to run for president? I am too beautiful not to. '' He smiled his most charming smile and shinning smile. Actually there were sparkles in the air as Neven was testing out sparkling spells. He got the rose grow around me spell done to a art form.