In a darkened cave, someone tapped on a microphone, "Yo! Mike check one, two, one two! Someone turn on the lights!"

"Oh shut up, Adela, I'm getting it, I'm getting it."

"Well you better hurry up or I'm gonna trip over this dude that's saying a bunch of wickety-wickety-wack- (crap)."

"Ow! I burned my finger!"

Instantly after the comment, torches were aflame. Many hooded figures in magenta robes wandered around, some sitting down, and one in front, glaring at the red-headed figure standing at the podium. The red-head, Adela, grinned nervously and waved a white, gloved hand.

Zara, the green-haired, torch lighter, narrowed her eyes in annoyance.

"Give me that!" the H.A.M. leader snatched the microphone away from her.

"This isn't the best place to have a clan meeting," Zara said to her friend.

"Uh... We don't have a clan--" Adela started.

"POTATOES!" Zara suddenly yelled out.

O.o

"Okay then..." Adela blinked, "I still need to drop off some boots in Draynor, meet Ali in Al-Kharid, gather some herbs in Taverly, and still make it back to Falador in time for dinner! Plus after that, I actually got the Druids to leave Taverly via the Dwarf Passage because I already confirmed it with the mountain dwarf standing guard and then we're having a party in Seers' Village. And then I have to get that feather from Entrana and I just don't see why Achietties won't let me use tongs or something to get it. I can't do that, oh no. Guthix forbid I use my brains instead of my brawn to kill the Ice Queen and get her gloves. And I still have to get to Ardougne to get some cakes and then finally go to bed."

Zara blinked in return, "Relax you got all day. What's the rush anyway? You're not usually in this big of a hurry to get things done."

"Because tomorrow is the huge Castlewars face-off and I don't want to show up not a hero! And I always need cake because I plan on going to the Agility Arena after that and if I don't--"

"Okay, chill. This is why you need to take a break. Do some fishing or cooking or something."

"That's all I've been doing!" Adela continued frantically speaking, "Do you know that I had to fish and cook just so I could run down to Taverly, yes I like Taverly, and then forget my dusty key then run back to Burthorpe, where they kindly let me use the bank, and then run back halfway and forget my shield, then double checking that I have everything, I run back down to the dungeon and run through a bunch of things, unlock a door and run for my life through a bunch of dragons, making sure they don't toast my hair! And after that I have to fish with demons at my heels, and you know fishing for Lava Eels isn't as easy as it may seem. And then I had to run out and cook them and, and oh there's thieving--"

"I think you're taking this 'hero' thing a little too seriously. I mean, there's plenty of kids in Gielinor who don't even know that there is a Heroes' Guild. So how are they supposed to get into it?"

"I know, it's just when all of my friends and I are training and we're talking about how great our skills are, I never have anything to say because they all passed me up months ago. I don't even know if I'm a hero. I'm just some dumb champion," Adela frowned.

"Ahem. I'm just fine with being a champion. Anyway, we'd better get going if we want to make all of those appointments," Zara finally said.

"Okay, but just this once, I wanna try something," Adela looked at the crowd and then to leader, then at the crowd again. She backed up on the stage and then dove out into the crowd. Unfortunately, they weren't familiar with concert behavior so they basically beat her up and put her in jail.

Adela slowly became conscious as she woke up in the jail. Zara was standing outside the gate, "Er, good. You're up! How are you getting out?"

"No problem, I'll just pick the lock," she tried to focus her eyes as she fiddled with the lock, but she came with no success, "Okay, I'll just slip through the bars." Sliding her foot through, and then her arm, Adela maneuvered most of her body out of the cage except for her head which was caught between two bars, "What the?"

"I remember when THAT happened to ME," Zara chuckled.

WEIRD FLASHBACK THINGER

Zara and her friend Jack were poking each other to see who could get a worm or something, but I don't remember because it's late and I'm listening to music and--

Hey! Are you stealing my story ideas!

What? I'm not--

There are soooo many references to Potatoes of the Runescape!

I thought I could do that. Like you wouldn't mind because we're friends and all...

Don't give me that friendship ! Stop stealing my ideas and at least give me credit!

Do you want a bunch of n00bs messaging you telling you how hawt you are and begging for free stuff?

Not in particular.

Then stop complaining at let me get on with my story. I'll give you some credit okay!

Kk.

Okay then. So like I was saying before my friend interrupted me... And how did she manage to get into my story like that anyway? Whatever, she's weird. On FanFic she's Zarrel's Darkside or something like that. And she thought of the whole "potato" idea which is why she yelled out "potatoes" for no apparent reason. She also got her head stuck in a fence! And there was a flashback in that thing too! So you all know, those were her ideas and I don't want her getting P.O.ed about it, so she should just chill out, yo.

END FLASHBACK

So no one cares how that happened.

"I'll get some butter!" Zara suggested.

"There is no butter in RuneScape."

"Oh. Right. I'll get some eggs!" Zara suggested once more.

"I'll need a shower," Adela groaned.

"You'll have to take a bath and pour well water from a bucket into it. There are no showers in Runescape."

"Whatever."