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Chapter 2
Me: So Aysha climbs onto Austin's back. Austin looks up…then looks back down again. Knowing that he couldn't afford a new ceiling if he decides to make a glorious exit, he walks upstairs, casually walks out the door…THEN takes flight.
Aysha: Austin! Where the hell are we going?
Austin: I'm not Austin. Just call me Metza.
Aysha: Metza? What kind of stupid name is that? Quite being an idiot, Austin!
Metza: Never! And don't question my superiority!
Aysha: *sigh* I can tell that this is going to be the worst road trip ever…
Me: Aysha notices a motel room with a giant hole in the door while flying. She points at said motel room.
Aysha: *gasp* Look! That's the motel from that weird dream I had!
Metza: Dream? What dream?
Aysha: You know! The one with Chrom and you and me and bagels and-
Metza: What the hell are you talking about, woman?
Aysha: *sigh* Nevermind…
Me: So…Metza, I guess…comes across an open field. He charges for the empty field so fast, that Aysha falls right off of his back.
Aysha: Goddamn it! My leg! I think you broke it, Austin!
Metza: Oh, you're right. Um…sorry?
Aysha: Sorry? YOU BROKE MY FUCKING LEG! You BETTER be sorry! Why are you being so weird, Austin?! This isn't like you! You're supposed to be cool! Not an asshat!
Metza: My name is NOT Austin! It's Metza! And I don't really see why this is such a big deal. It's just a stupid leg. It'll heal.
Aysha: Do I need to come over there and knock some sense into you?
Metza: Ha! I'd like to see you try, Captain Limps-a-Lot!
Aysha: AAAAAUUUUUSSSSSSSTIIIIIN!
Metza: I told you to call me Metza! And stop calling me "weird"! I'm perfectly-
Me: Metza reverts back into the darkest parts of Austin's soul with a flash of light. Austin then falls out of the sky, and onto his knees.
Austin: …fine. Wait, where am I?
Aysha: Austin! You're back! You're not a prick anymore!
Austin: Well, I'm not QUITE sure what that's supposed to mean. But…thanks?
Me: Austin walks up to Aysha and gives her a hug.
Austin: Wait. I know EXACTLY what's happening now. I turned into Metza again, didn't I?
Aysha: AGAIN?! You mean you've done this before?
Austin: Unfortunately, yes. It was a power that I was required to have for the cult I was-
Aysha: So you WERE in a cult! Is that where you were going with those people last month?
Austin: Uh…n-no. That was my…uh…sewing club?
Aysha: Huh. Seems legit. Where else would they have gotten those fancy black shirts?
Me: Aysha squints in distrust.
Austin: Um…yeah…let's talk about something else. Please?
Aysha: Okay. What about WHERE THE HELL ARE WE?!
Austin: Oh. Right. Well I know about a Hell portal around here. I was going to pop in for a quick visit and ask an old friend if he could spare a soul.
Aysha: Wait…you know Satan?!
Austin: Yep. I know Spiderman, too. But you don't want to hear about all that.
Aysha: Wait…YOU ATE MY SOUL! We could have just given that stupid person MY soul!
Austin: No, Aysha. I did not eat your soul. I used that blood seal to create an artificial soul. Gluten free. We need to get our hands on a real one. Duh!
Aysha: Oh, okay. That makes sense…I think.
Me: Aysha forgets that her leg is broken and tries to get up. Bad idea.
Aysha: Ow! Goddamn it!
Austin: What's wrong?
Aysha: Metza gave me a broken.
Austin: Aw, dang. I should have asked why you were on the ground. What do we do?
Aysha: What do thing we should do, idiot?! Call an ambulance!
Austin: Oh, right. Sorry.
Me: Austin reaches into his pocket and immediately freezes up.
Austin: Uh-oh. Problem!
Aysha: Oh, Jesus Christ. What's wrong?
Austin: I forgot my phone at home.
Aysha: …
Austin: …
Aysha: AMBULANCE!
Austin: AMBULANCE!
Aysha: AMBULANCE!
Me: (But nobody came…)