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My friend, Nickisnotcool (You'll find the link in my profile), decided to make a collaborative fanfiction, with me as his partner! SO EXCITING! You saw the champions in their universe, modern people in the LoL universe, and even champions in the LoL universe. Now, what happens if modern people...can summon from champions from LoL universe? Find out more! Also, just to note:

1. I, or Nick, do not own League of Legends.

2. All reviews welcome.

3. Nu lemons. We agreed to that, and if we didn't, i wouldn't post this.

4. Uh...Have fun? I guess?

Hope you enjoy.

~B

"Ahh, this is the life, huh partner?"
"Don't go country on me, Nives."

As Nives and Mil slouched on the sofa in their living room, they were sure life couldn't get any better. All of their school debts were paid off, they were living good lives at this current moment. It was a pretty clear day, with the sun rising right above their apartment building, and a few clouds threatening to cover the daylight. It seemed to rise upon the two boys, they were bored.

"I'm bored", Nives said.
"I am, too. I don't know what we should do", Mil replied.
"Play DOT-"
"Nah."
"Stri-"
"Nah."
"..Heroes of th-"
"Nah."
"Dang it, dude, give me some ideas."
"Uhh…"
"We could turn on the telly."
"You turned British on me?"
"Well, I got nothing else to do." Nives thought of an idea.
"We could play Blac-"
"Nah."
"Come on."
"Sorry, i'm just not in the mood for playing any of these games."
"League?"
"Huh? Oh. Yea, sure."
"That's like the only game you ever play these days." Mil scoffed at Nives comment.
"Better than those flash games you play."
"True."

They got up from their sofa, getting their laptops that were charging from the side. The apartment consisted of a red velvet sofa, with a counter and a TV propped up in front of it. On the left to the TV was a doorway, leading to the bathroom. There were two beds from the opposite side, each enough to fit two people in. In the side, were two desks, comprised of Mil's and Nives' laptops, plugged in to charge. The desks had two drawers with a cup on top, consisted of number 2 pencils. In the opposite side, there was a miniature kitchen, only comprised a stove/oven, a refrigerator, and a sink.

Nives stood up first, reluctantly walking toward his laptop on his own desk. He opened the laptop, pulling up a comfortable chair too big for him. Mil turned on the TV, then suddenly turned it off again, looking at his hand in surprise. Nives noticed this, and proceeded to ask Mil about it.

"Yo. Something wrong?" He asked.

"Uhh..No, I don't think so", Mil responded, still staring at his hand.

"Kay, Four Eyes." Nives opened up his familiar Asus Zenbook. Oh boy, was it expensive, in his opinion. A good Christmas gift to have, and quite the time he had it for with still fast performance and is portable. Mil started up, pulling his laptop charger away, and opening his Asus ROG. It was definitely amusing to see Nives still being "jelly" over it, with its better performance. However, it was thick, to Mil's opinion. Life isn't perfect, anyway. They opened their regular League of Legends launcher.

It's not a joke when you say they played for a long while. The duo Challenger Tiers could've been the best, but they always denied going to LCS. Nevertheless, they were well known around their area, being undefeated for years. With Nives as their attack carry and Mil as the support, they were the ultimate duo team known. Enough about the past, it was time to duel!

They made smurf accounts months ago, and never actually played a ranked game. Nives used to be Shred_Knives, and Mil used to be Flaming. Now, it was 3blendee (Nives) and Warbura (Mil). Their skills still transcended with their accounts, and they were praised by every ally they played with. Another classic five on five match, with Nives and Mil always calling their lanes first. The other three they had joined with luckily didn't have any problems with it. The chat got louder, as the three players typed in their lanes.

3blendee: adc
Warbura: sup
Striker456: mid
Joey442: top
88bobg: jg
3blendee: Good luck, guys
Joey442: ^^
Striker456: and have fun :D

As always, the game progressed and succeeded, with the match ending with a deathless result. With Mil always making sure not a single point of damage ever hit Nives, and Nives obliterating anyone in their path to victory.

"Man, only 18 minutes? You must be getting slow, Nives. Still fast as ever, though."
"Perhaps I've been getting slow, but look at your 39 assists."

Both of them sighed, content with the live paths they'd chosen. Afternoon's full of work, and the rest of the time sleep and games. Nives didn't sleep as early as Mil, as he was generally a night owl.

Suddenly, both phones started to vibrate, chiming with a notification.

"Need you. Work, please", the text read. Nives sighed as he realized it might've been another one of his workplace's phone numbers. The texts were always straightforward, and that's how he liked it…..most of the time.

"You got work?" Mil asked, closing his laptop.
"How'd you know?" Nives responded.
"I got the same text."

Weird. Was it that busy? Nives prepared his usual, a bag with his laptop in its case, and Nives grabbed the charger and his favorite battery with his USB cord connected to it. Mil packed his bag with his laptop, with its own case, with his charger. Mil grabs his car keys, Nives tailing behind as they went to the parking lot outside their apartment. He drives a Corvette, which is pretty average compared to the other neighbors' cars. In a matter of seconds, they were on their way to work.