The Misadventures of the DuCouteau House

Author: Tinnuwen

Co-Author: FallenAssassin9

As Katarina stands in front of her cracked and broken Nexus before it explodes, she notices Talon standing in front of her with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. The announcer's voice sounds across the Rift, "Blue Team Victory". Looking at Talon again as his smirk spreads into a cocky smile all Katarina can think before be warped out of the Rift is, 'cheeky little dick'.

"GOD DAMN IT. Not again. Why do you do this every single time?" Tinnuwen questioned.

"Now now, it's not my fault that I am just so much more skilled that I can't help but defeat you faster than you can build your items." FallenDark99 replied. Tinnuwen, also known as Allison, frowned at her computer as FallenDark99's reply came in through Skype.

"Meh, It's only because you main him. If I had my Galio…"

"Galio is an overpowered son of a bitch against Talon and you know it, if you went with him I just kick your ass with one of my other champions." FallenDark99, also known as Darryl, replied with a slight smirk on his face.

"Now, now Don't qq all over the screen~." Tinnuwen snarkily said back. Allison looks over at the time and realizes she needs to head to bed. 'Better now than later, am I right?'Allison thought before saying.

"Bleh I gotta get some sleep. Or I will just do something stupid, like play ranked."

"Ok, I will just continue getting better with Talon, good night Allison" Darryl responds before Allison drops the call. 'Hmm, actually I think I will go kick someone's ass in ranked' Darryl thought before clicking on the orange "Play" button at the top of the League client.

Sighing, she walks over to her bed and plops down. The blankets were pretty comfy. With that thought, she fell asleep the moment her eyes closed.

Everything was warm, soft too. Allison thought as she rolled around in her blankets.

'This bed is way bigger than I remember, Huh.'.

"Who the hell said that!?"

Well that certainly can wake up a person. "Err, who is there?" Allison nervously asked out loud.

"I asked first, now tell me who you are and why I can't see you or move my body!?" The voice demanded angrily.

"Um… well. Name's Allison, and you are?".

"I am Katarina Du Couteau and I demand to know why I can't see you or move!".

"Woaaah, calm down there missy, I certainly don't know why I am here with you, but really. Are you the REAL Katarina?" Allison replied casually.

"Don't call me missy and of course I am Katarina, what type of idiotic question is that?" Katarina questioned her.

"Yup I must be either dreaming, or high, maybe both." Allison said with a yawn.

"Night".

"WAIT! WAIT I SAID!" but it was too late as any further objections Katarina had were lost on her as Allison promptly fell back to sleep.

As Darryl began to wake up he instantly noticed something was up, 'Ok, why the hell is whatever I'm laying on so uncomfortable? Did I roll off my bed again?'He thought before opening his eyes and noticing he wasn't in his room. "What the fuck?" Darryl questioned aloud.

"Who's there?" asked an unknown voice.

"I'm Darryl, now who and where the hell are you?" Darryl shot back.

"Ha! Like I would reveal myself to you, but if you must know before I decide to take your life, my name is Talon." The now revealed Talon called back.

'... Oh no, no No NO NO NO, this had better be a dream, I had better not be where I think I am right now.' Darryl thinks before asking, "There wouldn't happen to be a mirror nearby would there?"

"Why would I have a mirror? and why can't I move, what.. Did... YOU DO!?" Talon shouts.

Deciding to ignore Talon for the moment Darryl gets up and looks around before spotting a bucket of water to the side of the empty room he is in.

'Well, moment of truth' Darryl thinks before looking at his reflection in the water and seeing a familiar, but not his own, reflection staring back at him.

The image staring back at Darryl was none other than the face of Talon himself. While staring at the reflection, all Darryl has the mental capacity of thinking is 'Oh... Fuck'.

It was only 2 hours later before Allison woke up again. Stretching while attempting to blink away the sleep was difficult as usual. Regardless of being half blind, she noticed something peculiar. This isn't her room, which means this isn't a dream, which means... "Oh wow. I think I'm not high. Not one bit." She said with a facepalm.

"Oh is the crazy girl finally awake?" Katarina said in a condescending tone. "Apparently you are in control of my body. Don't you dare get any ideas."

Yawning, Allison looked around the room. It was nice, and red. Classy. "So I was right in thinking that initial thought that I was in an alternate universe. Go figure." Allison was too tired for this.

"Don't even think about falling back to sleep or I swear I will find a way to strangle ourselves."

"Got it."

It was in that moment that a knock was heard on the other side of the door. "Katarina, are you awake?". "Oh shit. Well what are we going to do now? That's my father, General Marcus Du Couteau. Act. Natural."

"Yes I am, still tired unfortunately." Allison replied back.

"Way to go champ. Real natural." The sarcasm is strong on this one.

"That is unfortunate my dear. But breakfast is ready whenever you want to come down." The General called back through the door.

"Is there coffee in this universe?" Allison whispers so that only Katarina can hear her.

"Of course there is coffee. Why wouldn't there be coffee? We're rich." Katarina rudely replied back.

"I'm Coming Right Down!" Allison shouts down to Marcus. Quite happy that even the little things are the same between universes. Thankfully.