Domenic: So, what next?

Bromaster: well...I chosen a random door. So I guess, find the computer. And maybe something to treat this wound on my arm.

Domenic: I guess. First priority is safety. We got 99 copies of mad tails in da house. Shoot one kill it 98 copies of mad tails in da house. The real one reproduces one more. Back to 99 copies of mad tails in da house.

Tails: make that 101.

Domenic: Are you real or just another fake.

Tails: just a fakie. Like the rest.

Domenic: I would like to see the real one.

Tails: He's napping.

Domenic: And i'd like to review the complaints book of this facility. Right, i'm not in britain. Not every place has a complaints book.

Bromaster: Dude...(British accent) ARE YOU RETARDED?!

Domenic: (proper scouse accent like) nah. I'm a fuckin scouser an 'a swear te god if you ge' on me nerves a single fuck'n time ill smash yer bloody 'ed in. Same fer the wollyback up 'ere

Bromaster: (aimed at tails and shot him) That's 1 less tails we have to deal with

Domenic: So. Enough with the accents. Let's find something useful. A gun isn't gonna work alone. Doesn't matter what. Just SOMETHING other than fakers. Even if it's the real one. He still has better humor than the copies. Even if he went full. Lets go man! Were gonna get killed otherwise!

Bromaster: Hey...(points at bloody arm) help me so I can aim better.

Domenic: Do you even have any ammo left? Or are we fucked?

Bromaster: YEAH! I have 1 clip left. OW! Yo, help me with my arm please! I write with my left hand!

Domenic: How the hell am I supposed to help? Do you want to swap arms or what?

Bromaster: give me a rag or something…..

Domenic: If only we had a medic gun. THAT would be helpful. We gotta find the weapon racks. Last time I was here there was a button on the wall in that...room with 100s of tails copies in…...Well, forget that.

Bromaster: no...we have to...but first...give me your other lucky sock

Domenic: Right...

Domenic: (gives you my other sock)

Bromaster: (Ties sock and tries to get up. Then fell back on the wall and pushes a hidden button. The wall revealed all the ray guns and weapons)

Bromaster: WHAT?! AH the irony.

Domenic: Okay. Seems like he rebuilt a lot. THERE it is. I've been dying to try this one out. But Tails wouldn't let me. Fuck that! (picks up a massive ray gun)

Bromaster: WTF?! Okay what is that?

Domenic: The neuronic oxy-omnatic direct light emitter. Noodle for short. Tails has a thing for naming

Bromaster: ...You're not taking that.

Domenic: Why

Bromaster: 1. you don't know how to use it. 2. We don't know what it does and 3. If we take that, Tails will use it against us and BAM we're screwed

Domenic: 1. Tails showed me how it works. 2. Tails gave me an in depth explanation on how it works and what it does. 3. He won't. He's nervous about using it himself.

Bromaster:. BUT! They are too many clones and they can take it easily from us.

Domenic: I'll have them covered. i'll take whatever the fuck I want. And, what other choice do we have? You really want to fight tails with a hologram projector? Or a torch?

Bromaster: Fine! But it's on you if things go bad!

Domenic: Hey, things always go bad. It's my job to stop them going worse. Now let's raid that room!

Bromaster: WAIT! HEAL ME FIRST!

Domenic: Oh right.

Dom grabbed the medic gun and blasted it at me. I was healed.

Bromaster: Thanks.

Domenic: Don't mention it. But can I have….actually never mind. I don't want my socks back. So. Here's the plan You open the door and then get the bloody fuck out of my line of shot. I'll take care of the rest. Oh, and one thing. Close your eyes. If you look at the beam it will fry your eyes out. And don't worry if the temperature rises by 50 degrees. That's normal.

Bromaster: (Looks at weapon rack and grabbed 2 weapons) Cool, a grenade and more clips. I'm becoming a badass again. Well anyways lets do it. (opens door)

Nobody was there.

Domenic: Really? I really wanted to fire that shot. Dang

Bromaster: Well guess better luck next time.

Domenic: Shall we go then?

I saw a button and thought for a bit.

Bromaster: As soon we hit that button though.

Domenic: The ONE moment you can't wait to see tails clones they don't appear. Typical. Too damn typical

Bromaster: Well let's push the button (goes to button)

Domenic: Okay. Go ahead

I pressed the button. A door opened then….A bunch of clones came out.

Bromaster: Wow lucky we got the weapons. XD

Domenic: YEAH! I MISSED YOU ALL!

Tails 1: Oh Shoot.

Tails 2: NO DON'T SAY THAT QUOTE! DAMN IT!

Domenic: YOU BET I'LL SHOOT!

Bromaster: AW MAN! COME ON THAT WAS FUCKING COINCIDENCE! (close eyes)

Domenic: (releases shot. The room was filled with light. All the Tails disintegrated. I get sent flying cause of the knockback.)

Bromaster: I believe its recoil btw.

Domenic: THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME

Bromaster: You better lower that damage settings. Cause that's too much. You even set the room on fire.

The room was on fire.

Domenic: Yeah. I'll open the panel. (opens panel.) Well, he put a lot of effort into UI design.

Bromaster: Well please turn it down for like a couple

Domenic: Sure

Domenic: I know what I'm doing

Bromaster: Riiiight...

Domenic: Hey, it's easy. (changes loads of values and knobs) Got this. Still don't look at the ray though. At least I can stay where I shoot it now

Bromaster: Come on. (Pulls your arm to the pathway)

Domenic: Yeah. So. We pick a random door and if its bad I'll take care of it with the noodle. Why did tails have to call it noodle

Bromaster: No one cares. To be honest I rather complain about the person who named a sandwhich A FUCKING SANDWHICH!

Domenic: I do care. Toxic biohazard sounds way better than noodle. But it doesn't fit. Hmm….

Bromaster: Let's call it light.

Domenic: Nah that's lame.

Bromaster: Its makes more sense though! Come on that was fucking genius!

Domenic: Deathlight? How's that?

Bromaster: Eh...fair enough

Domenic: Ok. Deathlight it is.

NAME HAS BEEN DECIDED!

Domenic: Let's take care of some clones

Bromaster: Hack that door please!

Domenic: Or just blow it up.

Bromaster: NO! SERIOUSLY DUDE?! No! PICKLOCK PLEASE!

Domenic: Nah. That's easy hacking. Just need a paper clip. Stick that in there and bridge two contacts.

Bromaster: Whatever. Just picklock that lock.

Domenic: It's not a lock btw. Tails won't use it as a lock.

Bromaster: Still what it called

Domenic: It works completely different. He showed me once. Its surprisingly simple. (I stick 4 paper clips into the keyhole at different angles) BAM! (the door opens)

Bromaster: Okay...we're almost there to the computer.

Domenic: How do you know?

Bromaster: cause (pulls out tails map) I studied!

Domenic: Right...Where next?

Bromaster: Well...(looks down) we fall down.

Domenic: Great!

Bromaster: TRAP DOOR! JUST FUCKING GREAT! WE WERE SO CLOSE!

Domenic: Well less we were close. And remember. Roll this time!

Bromaster: Right! WAIT BEFORE LAWS OF PHYSICS GETS US! (does 1080 spin and backflip) How I do?

Domenic: pssh gotta put more power in to it. (Does pentabackflip while grabbing leg and does 1080 spin and does a frontflip while crossing fingers)

Bromaster: Man….how the fuck...okay gravity do your thing. (Falls down )

Domenic: (spins down)

Bromaster: STOP STUNTING!

Domenic: Fine. I'm getting dizzy anyways. Btw roll okay? Its always there to keep your legs safe.

Bromaster: Wait. Not if you're going straight down.

Domenic: You can roll but you do it differently.

Bromaster: But gravity will easily kill us. We are fucked!

There was a small slide going far left.

Bromaster: Oh maybe not.

Domenic: A SLIDE?! Well guess better then nothing.

Bromaster: Yeah sure I guess.

We both slid faster and faster going deep straight down. We were like high in the sky but we are underground.

Domenic: OH FUCK!

Bromaster: FUUUCK I'M AFRIAD OF FUCKING HEIGHTS!

Domenic: But we are underground.

Bromaster: SAME SHIIIIIT!

Domenic: Well look over at the end.

Bromaster: (sees the end of the slide as we slide fast)

Bromaster: Oh my I'm fucked…for sure.

We then zoomed pasted and flew far in a hole. We both landed in a cage hitting bars.

Me: AWGH!

Domenic: FUAGH! UGH That HURT ALOT!

Bromaster: That hurt! THAT HURT! OWWWW OOOOOH MY HEEEAD! I SEEE YOU ALL OVEE-

Domenic: NO TIME FOR JASON D. RIGHT NOW! First of all? Why is that placed sooooooo badly?! That can't be accidental

Real Tails: Ah! Right where I want you to be!

Domenic: Hey. Missed us? Oh. And I have news

1) We took the honors of naming deathlight

And 2) it works perfectly. Good job. Changed some stuff on the control panel. So and also we can easily get out of here with this puppy right here. (aims at bars)

Real Tails: Ah...and the bars are not gonna break when you use any kind of weapon. 2. Thanks for testing my stuff. 3. You're going to die

Domenic: No news?

Domenic: What a shame

Bromaster: TAILS YOU SICK FUCK! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?! YOU USED TO SO AWESOME!

Domenic: True that

Tails: no time for talk now. Time to put you to sleep. (Takes out button and pushes it)

Bromaster: Wha...(gets knocked out)

Domenic: Not again man…..I just recovered from that headache you knocked me out earlier. (Gets knocked out)

TOO BAD!

Ch.2 END

TO BE CONTINUED….

AND MAYBE EVEN MORE AWESOME!

AND ALSO M-

Domenic: Yeah we get it. Proceed to next chapter please.