Bel-chan: Hi! I'm Bel-chan! My personality in this fanfic does not describe my real-life self in any way!
Kon: Sure it doesn't. Why am I here anyway?
Bel-chan: To say the disclaimer. And before you ask, if you don't, I trap you in the Hannah Montana universe for the rest of your life. And about one hundred years afterward. I can do this because I have amazing, logic-defying writer's powers.
Kon: … Fine. Bel-san does not own KHR, Bel, Fran, or me. Can I go home now?
Bel-chan: Not yet. Also, future chapters will be longer. Promise!
"Ushishishishi… Bel-chan, do you have the lightning chains?" Bel-sempai said, playing with his knives.
"Hehe… of course I do, Bel-sempai. Can't go fishing without 'em." This time, it was an Asian girl who spoke. Rectangular glasses were perched on her nose, and she wore an innocent grin. She opened a large crate, taking out several chains and packing them into a bag. "I'll go to Japan and get the Vongola nice and comfy. He's afraid of heights, right?"
"Shishi… that pathetic excuse of a boss fears everything. My beloved boss is locked in his room with the finest blends of wine and sleeping potion in Italy. My uncute kohai is keeping your boss busy." He smirked, sitting up in his chair.
"He listens to you?" The girl, to be known as Bel-chan inquired, trying to zip up the bag.
"Of course. I am a prince, after all." He casually tossed a knife at the Xanxus dartboard, hitting Xanxus's left eye. Then another to hit his right.
"Okay… after I tie up tuna-fishy, I give spray paint and sugar to all the delinquents in the Namimori. Hibari will be distracted by the trouble makers, and the Vongola will try and save either group of morons. Now, go accidentally-on-purpose start a Cavallone-Varia fight!" Bel-chan enthusiastically slung her bag across her shoulders and stood up.
"Shishi… to the planes, I suppose?" He stood as well, walking towards the hangar.
"Yep. Watch out world, here we come.~" She walked side-by-side with the prince. As they entered the separate aircraft, both put on enormous sadistic grins.
This was going to be fun.
What could these to possibly be planning? Do you really want to know?