This is my newest story. As you know, it's about a clan trying to be evil... And not quite succeeding. I'm just writing a cute short story! Enjoy!
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"You know, I give up. I give up!" Killer Rayne yelled, naerly tearing her hair out. "You guys are helpless! Do you hear? Helpless!" And with that, she leaped across the table and sprinted back into the jail, not caring as she trampled over the Defender at the door."SAVE ME! BACK BEHIND BARS! SANCTUARY!"
"Are we evil yet?"one of the clan members sitting at the table demanded. "Are we helplessly evil? Malicious?" the Alchemist asked.
Mackon di Cyrilias-Baguba, a.k.a Mackie, slammed his mug of beer down. Ever since chatting with Swampking Kanan before the Templar had been interrogated, he had one single passion, a burning desire-be the leader of an A-Class criminal clan.
Here was the clan. Here were the people.
But they were anything but evil.
"Ya like my pompom?"Kiki offered, holding up the fluffy red ball. "See? I'm a moogle!" she added, sticking it onto her head with glue in an attempt to cheer up depressed Mackie.
"That's nice, Ki, really nice. Now, let's try be evil on our own," he suggested. "Since Gukko, Kanan, the ShadowClan, Rushak, the Dark Duke, RipRed, Killer, the Bandits, Tubola Bandits, Clan Clatz-" Mackie listed all the names of criminals and Red-Cards that attempted to turn his clan into at least Grade Z criminals (Grade Z was the grade given to minors 10 and under for calling someone a "Bobo.") "So, I propose each day, one of us goes out and tries to be evil. They report back with the Judges hot on their trails and teach everyone else how to be evil!"
They all cheered.
"That's why he's clan leader!" Itty-Bitty (their White Mage) exclaimed.