Random COLLAB OF RANDOMNESS….

Well technically this is just a little short one-shot of me annoying the hell out of Altair… and probably my friend Astrid…..HAHAHAHA! I think I'm going to start running for my life…. ARF! D8

I don't own ASSASSINS CREED, just Becca... HEHEHE!

Enjoy the CRACK that is this story...

It was sunny that morning, as it usually was in Damascus. The market was noisy, but not as noisy as it would be in a few hours when the rest of the city woke up. The sandy ground was dry and the stone buildings made great shade from the already balmy sun.

Out of the semi-peace came a shriek of laughter followed by a yell of anger. "BECCA I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"HEHEHEH! GOOD LUCK ALTY!" she screamed, sprinting at full speed through the streets, a cloud of dust following in her wake.

Five minutes earlier Becca had jumped out of a haybale and whacked Altair with a very large broom. She had actually been waiting for a templar guard to come by so she could knock him out, but she hadn't looked and had hit Altair instead. Then she had proceeded in whacking him several more times, claiming it as fun. Thus making it a free for all when it came to pounding her face in… the only problem was… he had to catch her first.

As he rounded a corner, he was splashed and drenched with a wave of cold water. Becca had apparently climbed a building and hidden on top to dump it on him, he could hear her laughing wildly. He climbed the building and saw her rolling around on the sandy-roof. He grabbed the back of her shirt and held her up, glaring furiously at her. Becca stopped laughing for a moment.

But it was only about 1.5 seconds…

"OOOGA BOOGA BOOGA!" she screamed, she shook her head crazily from side-to-side and let her tongue loll about like some freakishly disturbing cartoon. Altair dropped her instantly and she shot off.

"DAMN…" he sprinted after her.

Becca flew over rooftops easily, but didn't see the 30 feet gap between the building she was on and the next one. She leapt and saw too late that she would miss. She saw a person below her, in her path and shouted, "INCOMING!" just as the person turned around and she slammed into them.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" came a muffled curse from underneath Becca. She sat up and looked around.

"Astrid? Where are you?" she obviously hadn't noticed that she was sitting on the other assassin.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" she screamed.

"OH!" Becca got up and looked at Astrid, who had now become an Astrid-pancake. "Hi!" she said cheerily.

"What is your problem? Flying through the air and landing on people? NOT a good idea," she glared at the werewolf. "ESPECIALLY when you're landing on ME…"

Becca giggled, "Saaaaawy…"

"You had coffee this morning… didn't you?" asked Astrid, giving her a venomous look.

The werewolf nodded enthusiastically, "Espresso!" the other assassin looked at her with horror strewn about her face. "THREE MUGS…" Astrid felt like screaming at God to take her now. All the mugs in Becca's possession weren't small, they were the HUGE soup mugs.

Becca heard approaching footsteps and froze for a second. "Whoops! I forgot! Gotta run!" and she sped off down an alley.

Astrid got up and dusted herself off, "What the Hell was that all about?" she asked herself out loud. Not two seconds later, Altair came running down the alley at full pelt. Astrid had to leap out of the way to avoid him, he muttered a quick hello as he sped by.

"What the Hell was THAT about?" she repeated as she went back home.

Altair hadn't managed to catch Becca, who had pulled several other pranks on him during the day. Dumping another bucket of water on his head (apparently she wanted to test if he was 'water soluble'), pulling a string and causing him to trip, leaving a banana peel in his path (which actually worked…), etc.

This was getting ridiculous, who had left coffee out?

The morning after was even more of a disaster…

"That's IT!" Altair came storming out of the bureau, his robes tie-dyed with reflective sequins all over it. "BECCA? WHERE ARE YOU!" He made his way to a nearby plaza, where a fountain gurgled happily to itself, sparkling in the morning sun.

Silence followed for a few moments, with a few people on the street staring at him in horror, surprise and amusement. Laughter murmured through the crowd. Suddenly a bark came out of the crowd, "If you want to kill me why would I tell you where I am? I'm not that STUPID!" He went through the crowd of people carefeully and tried to sneak up on her.

"Besides… white was so plain… so I made you a HIPPIE!" her voice came from a completely opposite direction. He spun around and grabbed her by her collar, his eyes murderous.

"Give me one good reason…" he said.

Becca thought for a moment, then grinned, "I know!"

He glared at her, "What…?"

"YOU MUST BECOME A RUBBER DUCKY!" she said and pushed him into the fountain, then proceeded to run for her life.

HAHAHAHHA OOOGA BOOGA BOOGA! Sorry... HAHAAHHA I think I had just a LITTLE too MUCH coffee today... Well, I hope it was amusing... I WAS LAUGHING MY BUTT OFF WHILE WRITING IT! AHAHAHAHAHAA!