Chapter One

"Wha?! You all decided to gang up on me?!" Neptune cried out. "You three are worse than the other goddesses, you know that?!… I should've known you'd betray me! Especially you Mr. Grimm!"

"Enough of your crying out for help! We're bad guys, we do this for a living!" Minion grunted. "Besides, a puny goddess based off SEGA was clearly just waiting to have this happen to her!"

"Sorry muffin-cake, but he's right! It has to be this way! We all need to take each other out one at time, and what better way to rid of the CPU girl first?… Plus my hunger for killing continues to grow!" Sweet Tooth said, followed up by his maniacal laughter.

"It is nothing personal my sweet… It's a shame truly, but I must end it here. You aren't able to turn into Purple Heart at this point, which makes things all the easier! Screaming Soul!"

"You can't do this! I'm your wife- AAAAAH!"

. . .

Then Neptune threw down her controller. "That is SO unfair you guys! You know I'm terrible at Twisted Metal!" The other three began laughing along with Sweet Tooth. "And stop laughing! It isn't funny!" She pouted at them. Dr. Nefarious, Scorpion, Black and Fat Princess had to witness the scene as they waited their turn.

"It was Nefarious's turn, and you ripped the controller from his robotic hands because your husband was playing. You deserved it." Scorpion commented, as Mr. Grimm gave the Player 3 controller to the spector. "Hopefully you learned your lesson. But Noire said this isn't the first time you've done this…"

She didn't bother responding, Neptune simply got up and left the gaming hall and to the restroom. "Why did I even team up with the squishy?" Nefarious said to himself. The whole group was taking turns playing Twisted Metal: Head-On. So far Sweet Tooth and Fat Princess won every game, Scorpion and Mr. Grimm usually coming in second.

That may have been because they had more practice however. "Alright chubby! I'm not gonna be destroyed by you this time!" Black said to Princess Plump with a smug expression. The game was nearly stopped when Histoire, Planeptune's oracle, came in uninvited.

"Pray tell, is there any actual reason why you Lastation inhabitants are here and not with Noire? I can understand Neptune's newly wedded husband to be here, but not his obnoxious friends." They didn't answer Histoire, further testing the oracle's temper. Only Minion was partially listening.

He grabbed the small girl by the wings and pulled her away from the book she sat on. "What do you want us to do the, pixie girl? We came here because your goddess friend wanted us to, not cause of Grimm! She was bored and wanted company. No need for you to suddenly walk in and act like such a nag!"

Clenching her fists and slipping through his fingers, Histoire began to raise her voice. "Nag?! How dare you! You have no right to refer to me as such, demon! Do you know what will happen around here if the CPU meant to lead it goof off and play stupid games?! People lose faith and leave!" Not wanting to be ignored, she unplugged the game system.

"Hey! No need to be so pissty, Histy!" Sweet Tooth exclaimed. "What do you want this girl to do? If she was as busy as Noire, that would be boring as ever!… Besides, Fat Princess was winning this game again- Ow!" Histoire slapped the back of the clown's head, before ripping the game disc out of the system.

While it was tempting to snap it in half in front of them, she didn't bother. "I expect this lazy behavior from Neptune all the time, but I did not expect you to allow such, Grimm! You two are not even on your honeymoon yet! At least get some work done before you leave! Stand up straight, be proper!"

Mr. Grimm leered at the oracle. "Tomorrow, Histoire, is Valentines Day. I was preparing the honeymoon for that. Once that's over, I'm positive that she will return to her job, if not, that's what her sister is for. Such is the same reason I have not gone back to my job, I want to spend time with my wife." Histoire felt her rage boil up even more.

Just as she was about to give Grimm a piece of her mind, a loud scream pierced through the walls. Both of them began panicking, rushing to the door, but stopped when the goddess leapt onto the reaper. "I can't believe it! You actually managed to do it! After testing each five hours and every day!"

Fat Princess slapped her hands on Neptune's mouth. "Whoa! Calm down there, what happened? And did it involve cake?" Plump asked the giggling goddess. All Neptune could do was breathe in and out slowly, before announcing what occurred to make her act like this.

"I'm pregnaaaant!"

Silence filled the room, only Fat Princess responded. "Congrats! How does a tiny body like yours able to hold anything though? Unless you're going to use your goddess form for, well, that." Histoire left the room without any questions, only the sounds of stuff being ripped and smashed coming from where she went.

"You sure it was positive? Because everyone knows dead can't make living things, even if you're the kind who brings life to subjects." Minion asked.

"I'm more curious if Grimm dated someone prior to this chick. Particularly a dead one." Black attempted to say with a straight face.

"Wha?! I did once! But it didn't last, Amanda Watts I believe. Calypso screwed her over naturally, leading to death. Tried dating her, but it wasn't working when she was more worried about her sister and becoming rather zombie-like. She ended up having to return to the living world, thanks to said-twin sister, Miranda."

Black was still finding it hard to contain laughter. "That sounds like Calypso alright to do such. Though is sending a zombie back to her sister a good idea even?"

"Miranda handled it rather well. Just kept her sister away from any scent of blood so she won't go brain-hungry." Tired of being ignored, Neptune nudged the reaper. "Ah, sorry! I'm just… Not sure what to think! How did that happen so fast?!" She just smiled at him.

Upon Histoire's return, she was ready to rip everyone's head off. "How could you even allow this to happen?! Neither of you are even responsible enough to take care of anything, let alone a child! Hopefully during your honeymoon, the two of you plan for this! Or I'll-"

"Err… Mr. Grimm, Neptune, you have my support as always… I think it's best if you leave 'Histy' to us. We won't do anything violent, as tempting as it is." Scorpion said to his rival. Grimm was hesitant, but Nepnep squealed and pulled him along and grabbed the keys to his motorcycle.

Right as they exited, Scorpion glared at the fairy-like girl. "Now listen here Histoire, these two are married and the only thing that could possibly preventing them from being happy in their relationship is when you and the other Hyperdimension residents."

"Actually! The only one giving those two a hard time is her!" Doctor Nefarious objected. "Compa warmed up to Grimm, and she assured even Nepnep's sister and those other squishies. Only this oracle won't shut up and doesn't trust us All-Stars in general!" Fat Princess, Minion, and Black chose to stay out of this.

Sweet Tooth didn't hold back however. "That's because we're 'too gritty' for them. You don't see Plump ever complaining about this, cause she hangs out with nearly everyone... Either way, Valentines Day is coming up, let those crazy kids go have their fun." Fat Princess nodded with the psychopath in agreement.

What it really was is that Histoire wasn't sure about giving the CPU responsibilities to Nepgear, the sister of Purple Heart. "Alright… I understand."

"That's another thin- Wait, you do?" Scorpion was in surprise to see Histoire finally calm down.

"Yes… I'm just a bit worried. But if Neptune really wishes to be happy with her husband, and upcoming child, then… I'll make sure to leave the job to Nepgear. But could you all leave then?" Scorpion managed to agree with the oracle finally, taking leave along with the others.

Once they were all gone, she sighed. "Another Valentines this year spent alone most likely then. Pesky Playstation All-Stars… No one ever gets me anything. You think that Noire would give them some manners or-" Something was thrown at the oracle, Histoire lifted her hands up to catch it and see who the culprit was.

Her eyes were on that person, then the object. "A… Present? For me?… From you of all people?" Minion chomped on a cigar, lighting it up. Histoire was about to bark at him for doing the latter, but didn't bother.

"Noire and Grimm said you're rather on the lonely side, in reality. Thought I'd fix that... And if a reaper can do whatever he likes with a goddess, figured that one of the most powerful devils could be nice to such a nagging oracle... Happy Valentines Day, Histy."

Minion left before Histoire could get another word.

((Don't worry, there are stories focusing on different characters for each chapter! So don't think this is some HDN x TM crossover!

But still… Minion and Histy, god forbid if I continued with that. What would the nickname for that pairing be? MinHisty? Miniostoire? HistMinio? Histion? Yeech. D: ))