~ BIG ANNOUCEMENT ~
Hey everyones! I'm posting the OFFICIAL SEQUEL to The Girl with the Notebook EARLY because why not? Multitasking makes things faster. There are SIX FANFICS in The Girl with the Notebook series, all that will be linked at the end of each fanfic. After events of The Girl with the Notebook, there will be a follow-up AND POVs from The Hostesses Club (more about that later), THEN this happens, and ANOTHER follow-up for this, AND a PREQUEL BEFORE ALL OF THIS HAPPENED. IF YOU'RE READING THIS AFTER I POSTED ALL THE FANFICS, DON'T READ THE PREQUEL FIRST. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ THE PREQUEL FIRST. YOU WILL BE CONFUZZLED, BUT IF YOU READ ANY OF THE FIVE OTHER ONES FIRST, YOU WILL UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING EVENTUALLY, EVEN IF YOU STARTED WITH THIS ONE, EXCEPT YOU LEARN THINGS SLOWER. I SUGGEST READING THEM IN ORDER. Intro out of the way, and onto the disclaimers and warnings! Hope you enjoy this!~
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own FMA or else Edward (3) would've been at least an inch taller at the beginning of the manga/anime.
WARNING: Foul (not chicken) language and some pop-culture references that may shock you. See, Japan's already tramatized from watching someone twerk. ( if you don't watch Hetalia, you won't, and EVER, get this reference. :P)
~3rd Person POV~
" The dislocated figures dance through my head~" The earthy copper brown-skinned girl sang, striking an amazing chord on the electric guitar.
" Screaming at me as I curl up in my bed~" The cornflower lilac blue-haired girl adjusted her mike, then continued playing the drums.
" But I don't care, 'cause I'm me, the best I could be~" The grey-eyed girl cued the signal for the big finale, giving a nod to each of them.
" And I'm perfect, just the way I am~" All three sang together in perfect harmony, playing the last few notes, and the drums gave a big rumble when the last note was played. The girls looked at each other and started to smile, which turned into grins.
"WHOO! WE MOTHERFUCKIN DID IT!" The blue-haired girl said, high-fiving both of her friends.
" RISSA, LANGUAGE! But still, WE ARE GOING TO SPLIT THAT $5,000 PRIZE 'CAUSE WE'LL ROCK THE PLACE!" The unusual colored-eyed girl scolded, but Rissa didn't seem to put up a fight this time.
"LIVVY, RISSY! WE. ARE. GOING. TO. BE. RICH!" The brown-skinned girl cheered, dragging her friends in a circle, linking arms as they skipped in the circle they made like little flower girls.
" Amy, Rissa, I can't come tomorrow. I have have aikido (1) practice tomorrow from 3 to 6. I might be able to make it for an hour before if I'm lucky, but other than that you guys will have to do it on your own." Liv brought down the the cheery atmosphere with her news, and the garage was silent for a moment or two, but Rissa spoke up.
" Whoa whoa whoa whoa wait. Hold the fuckin mayo tuna sandwich. You, you are saying that you can't come because of practice? You said that YOUR FOSTER MOM CANCELED THIS MONTH'S PRACTICE!" Rissa fumed, and Amy tried to calm her down.
" I lied, okay?! I MADE UP THOSE DAYS I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO ON SATURDAYS AND SUNDAYS, STAYING FOR AN EXTRA HOUR, BUT THEY, NOT ME, SAID THAT I CAN'T KEEP ON DOING THAT SO I HAVE TO RESUME MY MOTHERFUCKING SCHEDULE TOMORROW!" Tears began to form in the corners of Rissa's and Amy's eyes.
" I thought we are a team. THE ULTIMATE DREAM TEAM. But now, I should replace the "are" with a "WERE." Liv got pissed real fast. She tried to bottle up her anger, but she couldn't anymore. Liv lunged toward Rissa and pinned her down, while Amy tried to pry apart her friends. Amy began crying, trying to get the words out of her throat.
" S-STOP! I-I-I CA-CAN'T T-TAKE TH-THIS ANYMORE! EVERY TIME YOU GUYS FIGHT, IT PAINS ME TO SEE THAT YOU GUYS ARE FIGHTING OVER EVERY LITTLE THING! I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" Amy broke down and started sobbing, and Liv and Rissa looked surprised, since their friend rarely ever cusses. Rissa tried to each out to the sobbing girl, but she slapped her hand away. Amy got up and began cleaning her guitar, wiping any tear that got onto her guitar, decorated with the color pink and yellow flowers around the base.
" Um, Amy?" Amy was still sobbing but responded with a weak "yeah."
" To make up for this we could, you know, get a buddy for "Sunny." Sunny, the name given by Amy for her guitar, brought back some memories.
~Amy's Flashback: 7 years ago~
" Big Bwothew Cal, watcha doin?" An eight-year old Amy, still with a lisp, asked her older brother, who was 15 at the time.
" Making a guitar. Say, why don't ya help me?" Amy nodded eagerly, and stepped closer to the person she always looked up to.
" Yep! Wat will I do? Kawate chop wood? Glue things togethew?" She jumped up and down, then tugging Calvin's pants.
" Hmm? I know the exact job. You'll paint the areas what ever colors you like, but it has to be the exact areas I tell you to paint or else the layers of paint will get in the way of the strings. Understood?"
" Aye aye Captain!" Amy saluted him and she went to get paint, and her brother saluted him back, too.
~Few Weeks Later into the Flashback~
" The guitaw is almost done, Big Bwothew Cal!" Amy cheered and smiled with glee, as Calvin picked her up and spun her around.
" You're right! all we need is some more paint to touch up and tune this baby up! Hey, what should we name it?" Amy looked confused, and danced round in a circle.
" Guitaws have names? Like us?"
"Yep! Like us! Also rocks, cars, basically anything!"
" Oh yeah! I wemembew tat Nalia called hew scab Bobby!" She clapped her hands with joy as Calvin went to pick up the nearly finished guitar.
" Amy Bamy, do you have a name for this wonderful creation?"
" Yep! Sunny! It weminds me of spwing and summew with the flowews!" She touched the base with two fingers, then clapped, grinning at the same time.
" That's the perfect name! Hey, I'm going to drive to Stevie's to see if she has any paint. Be right back before you can say "snickerdoodle!" He put the guitar in its case, then headed out. He turned around, waved at Amy and grinned.
" Be a good girl, Ams! Tell Mommy that I'll be at Stevie's! When we finish the guitar I'll treat you to Dave & Buster's!" He headed toward to black Honda, opening the door to the passenger seat, putting the case on the seat. Amy ran towards her brother and hugged his legs.
" Big Bwothew Cal! Be safe, okay? I want fwied chicken when you get back!" He patted his sister's head and closed the door. Cal began to drive away. Only just on the freeway he crashed with a chain of cars, dying in the process. The police managed to get the guitar, only burnt at the tips. Amy swore to finish the guitar and cherish it forever.
~Flashback Ends~
" Amy? Amy? HELLO?" Amy began to chuckle, and finished Rissa's sentence.
"It's me. I've been wondering all these years if you would like to meet. (Plot Twist: the girls are actually voices in Adele's head.) Yeah, I would like to make another guitar. Hey, after the competition we could make a guitar, and keep it in the study, where Cal's room used to be." She smiled and dried off her tears, while Rissa grinned and gave a double thumbs-up and Liv nodded while closing her guitar case.
" HELL YEAH! It's gonna be AMAZESAUCE!"
" HEY! LANGUAGE! But I agree with this sailor that swears more than, well, you-know-who." She smirked while Rissa groaned and Amy laughed. Amy then put on her " Oooo mah gawd that is scarier than Kim Kardashian's butt" face.
"Why do you have to mention that guy in EVERYTHING we do?!"
" Shut up, Rissa. This is a good chance to embarrass MOM here. Now tell me, is THIS GUY taller OR SHORTER than you?" Liv started to get sweaty and nervous, like one of those murderers in NCIS.
" ANSWER ME, OTAKU (2)!"
" He's OBVIOUSLY TALLER THAN ME! EVERYONE'S TALLER THAN ME! I'M FRICKING FOUR FEET SEVEN (that's mine, the author's, actual height. RIP growth spurt.) !"
" Oh yeah? By HOW MUCH?"
"Um, four inches?"
" HA! YOU JUST ADMITTED YOU WERE, AND STILL ARE, SHORT!" Liv began cursing at them, using lines from FMA.
" IF YOU SAY THAT AGAIN I'LL BREAK YOUR LEGS AND STICK THEM ON YOUR HEAD! I'M STILL GROWING, IT'S JUST THAT MY GROWTH SPURT DIDN'T COME YET!"
" Wow, same temper. Hey, have you tried drinking milk?"
"MILK IS AWFUL! I'M ONLY OKAY WITH SOY MILK BECAUSE IT TASTES BETTER AND IT DOESN'T COME FROM AN ALIEN THING THAT HAS HORNS AND UDDERS THAT LOOK WEIRD! WHO EVEN MOTHERFUCKING DECIDED TO MILK A COW? HE'S LIKE, "OH, I WONDER WHAT HAPPENS IF I TOUCH THAT COW'S WEIRD THING." THAT GUY'S STUPID! NO HE'S A CUNT! A MOTHERFUCKING CUNT!"
" Next question. what kind of braid does he usually wear: waterfall, french, Elsa, or double?"
"WHAT DOES THIS QUESTION HAVE TO DO WITH MILK?!"
"ANSWER. MY. FUDGING. QUESTION."
"None of those braids. He doesn't have time to do the Elsa braid, not enough hair for double and french, and I don't think that he knows how to do a waterfall braid. It's obviously just a regular braid, weaving in and out, and only takes several minutes to do."
"Mhmm. Only his girlfriend would know that." Liv blushed a crimson red and tried to punch "Detective A," but Rissa held her back.
"I AM NOT HIS FUCKING GIRLFRIEND! EVEN THOUGH HE'S HOT, I STAND NO CHANCE! NO CHANCE!" Liv put her hands over her mouth,embarrassed by what she said.
" What color is his hair and eyes?"
" Goldenrod yellow for hair, and a couple shades darker than that for the eyes." Liv mumbled through the sentence, shuffling her feet as she is being interrogated.
" Repeat that, please. I didn't hear you."
"Goldenrod yellow for hair, and a couple shades darker than that FOR THE EYES!" Amy took note of that, then proceeded with the process that they always did to Liv to torture her.
" Mkay. Final question: what's his name?" Liv dreaded this question for so long, so she decided not to give in.
"Ed-Edwar- THE HANDSOME, MOST TALLEST, MOST KIND-HEARTED GUY EDWARD ELRIC!~" Liv gave in, and Rissa and Amy were laughing, rolling around the dirty garage floor.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WE GOT HER TO SAY IT IN LESS THAN 3 MINUTES RECORD TIME!"
"DAMN RIGHT! EVEN THOUGH I HATE HER FOR MENTIONING ELRIC IN EVERYTHING, SEEING AND HEARING HER DO HER I LOVE HIM DANCE AND SAYING IT LIKE THAT IS WORTH IT!" Liv fumed, but her face slowly pulled into a grin and she started chuckling. After several minutes, Liv's foster mom came down, interrupting the girls' laughing fun time.
" Girls! Liv, your foster dad needs to use the garage for Game Night! You girls need to evacuate the area in 10 minutes, chop chop! Marissa! Your cousin's going to be here any minute now with the truck, so get cleaned up! Amy, you left your backpack in the dining room along with your headphones, so get it NOW!" She clapped her hands in a a-b-a-b-b pattern, then separated the girls from the floor. She figured the girls didn't listen to her talk, so she turned into Izumi Curtis.
"OLIVIA ANNABELLA WALKER-FEROS! EVACUATE YOUR ARMY FROM THE BATTLEFIELD NOW! THE DAD BOD ARMY IS GOING TO SABATAGE THE AREA SO GET READY TO SHUFFLE TO THE NEXT AREA! MARISSA FELICITY CASHE! CLEAN UP AND MOVE YOUR TANK SOMEWHERE ELSE BEFORE LT. JENNI COMES TO GET YOU! AMY JAQUELIN MARTINEZ! YOU LEFT MEDICAL SUPPLIES AND CODING MATERIAL UP AT THE ENEMY'S SCAVENGER CAMPS, SO GET IT BEFORE THEY GET THE BENEFICIAL SUPPLIES! THE ARMY OF OTAKUS, GET YOUR ASSES AND ASSETS TO DO WHAT YOU NEED TO DO BEFORE, I, A MERCENARY, RAGE BECAUSE OF YOUR ARMY NOT PAYING ME WITH CLEAN BOOTS! (Translation: do what I tell you to do in 10 minutes or else you have to chop a stack of firewood we don't really need.) "
" YES YOUR ROYAL MERCENARY CLARE ANNE FEROS! YES SIR!" The girls chimed, saluting in a straight line.
" WHAT'S THE MOTTO OF THE OTAKU ARMY?"
"MEW MEW STYLE, MEW MEW GRACE, MEW MEW POWER IN YOUR FACE (3)! Nya~" (my friend and I created a handshake for that)
"GOOD! YOU SHALL START!" She took out a timer and in 8 minutes, 57 seconds, the girls got their shit together, lining up in an orderly fashioned line. Clare, still role-playing paced around the line, nodding at each girl.
"Good, good, good. Any questions?" Amy raised her hand, and Mrs. Feros eyed her, nodding as Amy began to speak.
" What's the date today?"
"Your reason?"
"To see how many more practice days we have til the competition, how many more days til Livvy's aikido state championship tornament-"
"Fair enough. The date for today is October 3 of 2016. Almost a year when the child care services handed us two otaku freaks; Olivia and Madison, when the authorities found out about Heather abusing her children and taking drugs. Huh. It seems pathetic now thinking about it." A loud "BEEP!" from a Dodge truck interrupted their awkward silence.
" Oh, um, Marissa! I think Jenni's here! Need help carrying your drum set over?"
"No thanks! You've done enough, Mrs. Feros! You're like the mom I never had!" Jenni jumped out to help carry the main part of the drum set while Rissa carried the two sides that came with it.
"Hey, Mrs. Feros! Thanks so much for looking after this little rebel here!" Jenni has a slight Turkish accent, but managed to pronounce her Rs not like Vs.
"Chill with the thanks! I'm happy to be my teenage self again with them around!" Rissa and Jenni tied down the drum set together, then headed in the truck. With Michael Jackson blasting from the truck, Jenni rolled down both windows and waved to Amy, Liv, and Clare, along with Rissa, as they headed out the driveway. Not much longer, Amy's dad,who reminded Liv of Maes Hughes, came in his silver BMW.
"How's my wittle Amy-Bamy smoochy-spamy?"
"DAD! I TOLD YOU, STOP WITH THE BABY TALK! I'M NOT FIVE!"
"But you are in the picture I keep in my wallet! See, Mrs. Feros and Liv! Isn't she the cutest thing? Aww, I remember her walking up to me saying "when I'm older, I'll marry you!" She's soooo kute!~" Clare and Liv rolled their eyes (what? Clare is one of those "cool moms.") while Amy ignored her dad and opened the car door.
" Dad! Stop showing random people pictures of me when I was a kid! It's personal stuff!"
" But they're your friend and her mom! And these pictures aren't personal! I've show the lady that works at StarBucks, a woman with her mom browsing Old Navy-"
"Dad, just get the car ready. Please."
"Anything for my sweet pea!~" He skipped to the car and turned it on. Amy got in and slammed the car door. Liv and Clare watched them drive off.
~1st Person POV: Liv~
"Clar-ur, Mom?" She looked down so we could talk, literally face-to-face. Clare looked pained, but happy.
"You can still call me Clare, like how I still call you Olivia. I know you're still adjusting, but please try to make the most out of this, okay?" I nodded and whispered an almost silent "mkay."
" So, Clare, do you think what my sister said was true? About being in an anime she most favorably loves?" She frowned at the taboo question, then opened her mouth. My foster mom looked like one of those kois (4) we have in our man-made pond in the backyard.
" I believe her, but it sounds like a fib. She seems like the type that would only lie to protect, but she told the story in detail, and it was almost believable, until you realize she's talking about AN ANIME." She smirked, then lightly punched my in the shoulder.
" Come on. We have to get back unless you want to see Ahmal and his gang forcing you to play Monopoly: Poker Style being your future." I made a weak smile, then realized Maddie didn't come home for the last few days.
"Hey, Clare! Where do you think Maddie is?" She turned around, then continued to ascend the stairs. I followed her, closing the garage door and turning off the lights while doing so.
" I'm sure she's fine! She might be at Chase's dorm!" Clare responded with unsureness in her voice. She's lying, but I don't want to dig a deeper hole around her, ya know?
"Charlie. Charleston William Walker. Not Chase."
"Sorry. I rarely see your brother so I'm not used to saying his name. So! Tonight I'm making something special in honor of FMA! After dinner, let's marathon all the Brotherhood episodes, okay?" Fudge yes! I'm sooooo glad my foster mom is an otaku! I grinned and raced her up the stairs. I won, since she was too distracted reciting the recipes.
" Ha! I finally beaten your stupid little ass!" Clare's mouth slowly curved into a grin, and she began to chuckle. Uh oh. I think I unleashed a different side of her: Sunako mode (5).
"Hue hue hue...That's not how you speak to your elders..Lemme wash your dirty mouth out!" I know this was a game, but she is scary while doing this! Like if Ugly Betty and Buck-Tooth Billy had a kid kind of scary. I could only think of one thing: RUN. I ran to the first door I saw, and locked it. I didn't need to turn on the lights to figure out that this is Maddie's room: plastered with posters and figurines Clare bought us as a welcoming gift when we moved here, I turned on her small Beezelef (6) nightlight, which gave enough light for me to see, but is still a bit dim.
"Huehuehue...Time to snoop around her notebooks!" I smiled evilly as scooched toward the multiple stacks of books that are taller than me. I sorted out the ones I've read already, Ouran High School Host Club, Fruits Basket, Ranma 1/2...AHA! The one I've been looking for! Her FullMetal Alchemist notebook! Even though I've read it like about ten times, it's still my favorite, like how Maddie is smitten with the Ouran notebook because of those ginger twins, especially the older one. I take in each page with awe, still amazed by how much she pays attention to anime much more than reality. I can't blame her, though; we've been through a lot, thick and tin, but mostly thick, and anime made us laugh through the darkest times. I smiled at the good times we had. Enough about that. I turned to the page with the profile, some fan art, and quotes from, uh, EDO-KUN!~ Shit. Fangirl mode needs to be shut down. Whoa, I'm still amazed at how she got all the details on his automail (she draws extra stuff to make it look detailed, w/ no reference picture. the secret's OUT.) , his hair to be more on fleek than England's eyebrows (7). Hey, I know! I'll use her pencil to draw a transmutation circle! She wouldn't notice! All I have to do is draw it, be satisfied, and erase it! Easy peasy lemony squeezy! I grabbed her pencil, then checked outside if Clare was still prowling around. It seems that she was making dinner. I unlocked the door, and left it ajar so a bit of light's coming through. Good. I gripped the pencil and began to draw the outline. Then the little triangles inside it. I finished it, but the circle looked more like an oval, the triangles not aligned, and the symbol in the middle was lop sided. I began forming tears. Why can't I be as pretty as Maddie?! I'm not even an A cup and she's rocking some developing B cup! Why do I have to look like 100% Chinese?! She looks mixed while Charlie looks like Dad! Why do I have to look like our fudging Grandmother that abandoned this family because of Dad?! Why do I have to remind this family of our problems that should be in a soap opera?! Why-
"The actual fudge okra." I didn't use a blue-colored pencil to draw the transmutation circle! Did I? Well, it's starting to glow a cyan blue like some Harry Potter stuff. This isn't good. No bueno (8). No bueno at all. Is this what I get for being imperfect?! Is this-Whoa. Just like Maddie described it. Like you took some real mad cocaine and saw a million tie-dyed shirts, and you can't move. Did an assassin our FORMER mom hired come to get me? To steal me back? Did-
And great. I blacked out.
~God knows how long timeskip brought to you by Titan: a condom brand suggested by Edo-Kun~ (9)
"Where in hell's bells am I?" (10) I looked around. Good. I haven't lost any of my limbs yet. I am supposably in an alleyway with some boxes and a care package? For me? I read the note on the package first, seeming that I didn't lose my common sense. It said:
Dear Liv,
you probably don't know who I am, but I reached you just in the nick of time, sending you a care package. I'm from another dimension from yours. you could even say that I live in a FICTIONAL WORLD. hehe, let's get on with the news. in the box, you'll find the following:
two cutlass daggers, both w/ Philosopher's Stones
a red and white outfit w/ two red bows and black leggings (basically fanfic's cover image.)
unlimited shrikens (11)
a belt w/ cool stuff and some cenz
a red and white choker as decor
a white cat mask decorated with red lines (COVER IMAGE.)
and all your belongings in your pockets. I know you are skilled in aikido and gymastics, so use your skills to your benefits. you can perform alchemy without a circle, so yes, you can create unlimited Wi-Fi where ever you go. here's my mission for you: you have exactly 4 days to save Hughes from being killed. stay in the shadows and practice fighting. a great way is to save the civilians of Amestris, like stopping a girl getting raped, bank robbery, etc. but keep a low profile until you save Hughes, if Hughes will even be under the name "White Cat." wear that mask at all times an wear that outfit too. after you save Hughes, and I'm hoping you'll be successful, you choose your own path. I'm not solving your shit all the time. and yes, you ARE in FMA. it's exactly what happened to Maddie. you'll survive, I'm sure of it. but if you die, then well, good riddance to you! just kidding. but remember, the only way to get out of the hellhole is to achieve a happy ending. I hope you do so.
Sincerely,
- d. a. w.
Who the fudge was messing with me?! At least he's not hostile. But think about it: being a badass real life superhero, saving an important man's life, ahh! That's not a bad deal. So I'll take it! I carried the box over to a secluded area of a different alleyway. I opened the box, then found the outfit smushed in between the two cutlass daggers.I took the outfit, along with the two red bows and the leather belt that's like Batman's utility belt and Doremon's bottomless pouch (12). I quickly changed into the outfit, aware that some creepos may be spying on me. I tied my medium-length hair into pigtails, then equipped all the other things in the box. I put on the mask and kept the note, but I left the box in that same alleyway.
" Fudge yeah! This outfit is cute, but comfortable to fight in!" I walked towards the nearest ladder and climbed it. On the rooftop, I put on the mask, smirking while I do so. Training?! That weird message dude with the care package thinks I need training?! Ha! AlL I need is practice some eye-hand coordination, make myself known to the military, save proud papa, reveal myself to the military but not to the public, and become a mercenary/assassin for them! Easy peasy lemony squeezy! Gosh a weenie, I really need to stop with that kind of stuff. I crouched down, looking down on all the people going-about in their lives. I grinned under the mask, thinking : Everyone's that's watching, this is the girl that will save your beloved anime character. This is the girl that will change history.
~Author's Note~
Whew! Finally got shit done on time! Happy early Christmas to you guys! I have presents disguised as links after this awful Author's Note!~ One is an FMA Christmas Carol Album made by a FABULOUS FANFIC WRITER! Another is the 1ST FANFIC to this series. That's right! This series will contain 6 FANFICS, including a PREQUEL, 2 FOLLOW-UPS, a SEQUEL, the MAIN STORY, AND ONE THAT HAS TO DO WITH THE PLOT BUT COULD BE A REALLY GOOD SIDE STORY! After this chapter, I'll post my OCs profiles to give a little more background to where they stand today. Before my " I-wanna-write-more-a meter" is drained, onto the TRANSLATIONS AND THE LINKS! DON'T FORGET TO R&R AND COMMENT ON MY MISTAKES!
~Links~
* The Girl with the Notebook*: s/11345636/1/The-Girl-with-the-Notebook
*Christmas Carols from the FMA Cast*: s/5555493/1/Christmas-Carols-from-the-FMA-Cast
Translations:
aikido (1)- a form of martial arts practiced in Japan; i.e. got idea from Kaichou wa Maid Sama b/c Misaki does that
otaku (2)- someone obssessed w/ a certain type of catagory of anything; nowadays mostly directed towards anime/manga; i.e. me
Mew mew style, mew mew grace, mew mew power in your face! Nya~ (3)- what Ichigo/Zoey says after she transforms in Tokyo Mew Mew; i.e. my first anime
koi (4)- a type of fish; usually seen in restaurants' tanks and ponds in gardens; i.e. Koi from Fish Hooks
Sunako Mode (5)- something I made up based on Sunako Nakahara from The Wallflower
Beelezef (6)- Nekowaza's hand puppet in Ouran High School Host Club
England's eyebrows (7)- reference to Hetalia; if you watch show, you know his eyebrows are thick, but ON FLEEK~
No bueno (8)- same thing as no sirree
~God knows how long timeskip brought to you by Titan: a condom brand suggested by Edo-Kun~ (9)- reference to "Ask an anime character Panel" in Kawaii-Kon; i.e. I watched footage of it on Youtube b/c I have no money
"Where in hell's bells am I?" (10)- line used in The Girl with the Notebook when Maddie first arrived in Ouran High School Host Club
shrikens (11)- ninja stars used in Naruto
Doremon's bottomless punch (12)- the weird cat alien's pouch; usually filled w/ lots of doors and weird inventions; i.e. my childhood after Pokemon
-That's it for now! Remember to R&R and comment on my mistakes! You do not need an account to do so! This is BlackMidnightWhite, signing out. Bye!~