Yeah, I've basically made this into something of a Durarara parody. It just kind of happened…

Also, happy birthday to the Kagamine twins! Their birthday is tomorrow. (December 27th)

MEANWHILE…

"So uh…" Yuma started, "they've been gone for kind of a while…"

"I doubt they're coming back," Piko said. "Hey, Flower, let's get out of here. This place sucks. We need a better base."

"Yeah, but we're a gang," she answered. "Our base has to be a crappy abandoned building."

"Then we can find a building that isn't a warehouse."

"But the whole point is that it needs to have enough open space for fights to break out in it!"

"Are you guys making decisions without the leader?" Yohio asked, sitting on the ground.

"Of course not, we're just discussing future suggestions," Piko told him. "Duh."

Suddenly they heard knocking on the door to the warehouse.

"I'll get it!" Yohio said, jumping to his feet and running over.

"DON'T JUST OPEN THE DOOR YOU IDIOT!" Rei shouted at him, but Yohio opened it anyway.

It was Rin.

"Hey, where's Len?" she asked. Despite it being an ordinary question, a hint of threat could be heard in it.

"Uh… he's…" Yohio began, "he's at Oliver's house… I think. Unless they've gone somewhere else by now."

"YOHIO!" Rei yelled at him.

"Kay thanks," Rin said before shutting the door herself.

"Whoa whoa whoa," Yuma started, "How did she know Len was here?"

"Maybe she was lurking," Flower suggested. "Either that he told her. Though, that's not too likely because he would keep things like this to himself."

"Flower, want to go?" Piko asked her again.

Flower nodded. "Yeah, sure." They left after that.

A few moments passed, and Yohio suddenly realized he, Yuma and Rei were the only ones left in the warehouse.

"H-Hey guys, wanna go do something… gangy?" Yohio asked him.

"Like what?" Yuma questioned.

"Uhhh, vandalize a police station?"

Silence.

"… How did you even get into the gang?" Rei asked.

"I'm practically Oliver's adopted older brother," Yohio replied. "I got a free pass."

"You're like, as much of a loser as Kaito."

"Dude, that's too much," Yuma said.

"… As much of a loser as Al?"

Yuma sighed. "That's not what I meant! I mean you went too far!"

"HEY! Don't diss my other adopted brother!" Yohio shouted at Rei.

"I DISS WHO I WANT!" the black-haired boy yelled. He and Yohio proceeded to get into a catfight. Yuma promptly decided to leave.

MEANWHILE AGAIN…

Loud knocking was heard on the front door. Len and Oliver, who were both shoving pizza in their faces in the kitchen, froze in their places.

"I know that knocking anywhere," Len spoke. "It's… it's Rin…"

"Hide me!" Oliver exclaimed, grabbing onto Len's arm.

"This is your house! Why are you hiding?! You need to go answer the door!"

"But I'm scared of her!"

For you see, Rin didn't like Oliver very much.

"LEN! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" Rin yelled, after ten seconds of the door not being answered. "OPEN THIS DOOR!"

"What did you do this time?" Oliver asked.

"I don't know!" Len answered. He sighed and went to answer the door himself. "What do you want, Rin?"

"YOU ATE ALL MY CHEEZ-ITS!" she said right in his face, holding up the empty box.

"Dude. You have a problem," Oliver told Len.

"But Rin! You never said they were yours!" Len protested.

"I MADE IT VERY CLEAR THAT THEY WERE MINE!" Rin shouted. "YOU BETTER REPLACE THESE RIGHT NOW! WE'RE GOING TO THE GROCERY STORE AND I'M GOING TO WATCH YOUR SORRY FACE AS YOU PAY FOR THEM!"

"Well if that's happening, can you pay for mine too?" Oliver asked the other blond boy.

"I thought you were over that!" Len said.

"No, not really."

"You guys are mean."

ELSEWHERE…

"Man, we should've started a gang before Oliver did," Flower said, sitting at a table in a cafe with Piko. "Nothing against Oliver, but he's not much of a gangster type. He's more of an evil mastermind in a huge lair with tons of monitors type, isn't he?"

Piko was spacing out big time.

"Piko. Hey. Wake up." Flower clapped her hands in front of his face.

"Wait what? Is the order here?" he asked.

"No, not yet. You were spaced out," Flower told him. "Something you're thinking about?"

"… Nothing in particular," Piko answered.

"But we need to talk about something…"

"AWWW, LOOK!" someone nearby suddenly exclaimed, walking up to the two of them. "The adorable snail duo is on a date~!" It was Iroha. She hugged them both by their necks, choking them a bit.

Piko pushed her arm off of him. "Iroha, what're you doing here?" he asked with slight irritation in his voice. After all, he and Flower had thought they picked the most random cafe ever, and they certainly didn't see her enter after them.

"This is my favorite little cafe! I was surprised when you two walked in!"

"LET… GO… OF ME…" Flower tried to say. Iroha realized how tightly she was holding onto the shota-dressed girl and let go before laughing sheepishly.

"Ahh, oops," Iroha said with that.

Flower gasped for breath. "And… We're not on a date…" She looked at Piko. "We're not, right?"

"Uh, I guess?" he answered awkwardly. "Would it really make a difference if we were?"

"Huh, probably not," Flower said. She looked back at Iroha. "What the heck did you mean by snail, by the way? Like… what…"

"It's because snails don't have genders," Piko answered instead. "Iroha's given us that nickname cuz of the way we look and sound. Well, it was just me at first, but you know what I mean."

"Why snails?"

"Inside joke, little Flower~" Iroha told her before leaving the cafe.

"Little? Really? Did she seriously just call me little?" Flower said in disbelief.

"Hey Flower, is this a date…?" Piko asked her. "I mean it might as well be…"

Flower looked down at the table. "Look Piko, I-"

All of a sudden, they heard a loud crashing noise outside the cafe. Everyone rushed towards the window to see what it was, and a vending machine was sitting on the edge of the road.

"AKAAAAIIITOOOO!" a male's voice shouted.

Everyone went back to what they were doing without much thought.

"ANYWAY," Flower began again, "I haven't really considered seriously so… this is really, really out of the blue, you know?" She paused for a bit. "I mean, like, in total honesty here, it's not like… I don't find you a wonderful individual or that I don't love to spend time around you or anything but-" Piko snickered. "Hey! Don't laugh at me!"

"No no, it's cuz you just said that tsundere style," Piko told her.

Flower did not look amused.

"Sorry, I'll shut up now," Piko apologized, trying to hold back laughter from Flower's expression and failing quite terribly. "Please continue."

Flower sighed. "Ugh. Forget what I was saying. Why not," she spoke. Piko's eyes lit up and he smiled.

"Yus," he said quietly.

Flower raised an eyebrow. "What?"

THIS IS GOING TO HAVE A LOT OF MEANWHILES ISN'T IT…

"I've received the cake, my van brethren," Iroha announced, climbing into a large white van, where a few people waited for her. She held up a plastic bag with a box in it, which could easily be assumed to hold a cake.

"I suppose it's time to find out if it's as high-quality as you claim?" Kiyoteru, the guy in the passenger seat spoke, turning around.

"Indeed it is, Sensei," Iroha said, climbing into her seat. She frequently called him that and he found it quite annoying. "I'll prove to you all it was worth stopping at this obscure cafe."

"Pfft, cake is cake, it's always worth it," a young blond boy in the very back said.

"It's more than just worth it, Rinto," Iroha told him, taking plastic plates and forks out of the bag. "It's spectacularly fabulous."

"Oh crap," Al, the person in the driver's set, mumbled. "Everyone hang on, I have to move the car. Meito's chasing Akaito again and I really don't want to be in the same area they're in."

"That is completely understandable," Kiyoteru said.

Al pulled the car out of the parking space they were in and started driving through town.

"So are we gonna stop some other random place or should we just go to someone's house since we're already driving?" Iroha asked.

"The nearest house is fifteen minutes away, it'll take too long," Rinto said.

"Rinto, are you wearing your seatbelt?" Kiyoteru asked him.

The blond boy paused. "Uh… why does that matter? Iroha's not wearing a seatbelt."

"You're a lot younger than she is. It would be problematic if people discovered we were taking a fourteen year-old around in our aimless car rides and we weren't having him wear a seatbelt."

"But what if we need to get out because a gang is attacking us?"

"Rinto. Put the seatbelt on."

"Fine, whatevah, Sensei," Rinto grumbled, putting the seatbelt on.

"THERE," Len said as they stepped out of the small grocery store. "CHEEZ-ITS REPLACED. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?"

"Yes yes, thank you, little brother," Rin told him. "Now just remember next time who they belong to and hopefully we won't have this problem again." She got on a random vespa and drove away.

Len and Oliver stared.

"… What the frick?" Len spoke.

Oliver suddenly felt the need to look at his watch. "Oh, crap!" he exclaimed. "Is everyone still waiting at the warehouse for me?! I totally forgot! We're gotta go back now!"

"We've been gone for like four hours," Len told him. "They probably left a long time ago."

"We're still going back, okay?!" He ran up to the road, and Len followed soon after. Oliver looked down the road. "Yes! Perfect timing!"

Len raised an eyebrow. "… What?"

Oliver held his hand up in the air, and a large white van pulled over next to them. The window of the driver's seat rolled down, revealing that the driver was Al.

"Sup Oliver," he said. "Need a ride?"

"We need to go to the CFM building, and pretty quickly, too," Oliver told him.

"No problem. Climb in!"

The backseat door on their side was opened up, and Len and Oliver climbed into the car. Iroha and Rinto were also in the back seat, and Kiyoteru was in the passenger seat.

"… Were you guys going somewhere?" Len asked.

"Nah, we just aimlessly drive around," Iroha told him.

"Sup Len," Rinto said.

"Uh, hey," Len responded.

Oliver turned around to face Rinto. "Wait, you weren't here last time," he pointed out. "I don't believe we're acquainted? I'm Oliver."

"I'm Rinto," he answered, smiling.

Oliver pulled on Len's shirt and leaned up to his ear. "You didn't tell me there were more of you guys!" he whispered with a slightly concerned tone. "I thought you and Rin were already mirror images of each other!"

"We are, but we ended up having completely different personalities, so he and Lenka happened," Len whispered back. "Even so, we're not completely the same. We're sort of quadruplets."

"I feel excluded from your conversation," Rinto stated.

"It's nothing important," Len told him.

"So what's going on, guys?" Iroha asked them.

"Oliver started a gang."

"LEN!" Oliver yelled. "You don't just tell people that!"

LATER…

A tumbleweed blew across the warehouse.

"See, I told you there wouldn't be anyone here," Len said.

Oliver made an exaggerated frustrated growling sound. He took his phone out of his pocket and sent a text message to his gang group saying he wanted them all back there. Within ten seconds, Yohio had cartoonily zoomed into the warehouse.

"I'M HERE!" he announced. He had some kind of claw mark on his cheek.

"What happened to your face?" Oliver asked him.

"Rei scratched me," Yohio answered. "We got into a catfight earlier."

Len and Oliver blinked.

Suddenly, one of the high windows in the warehouse shattered, and Rei dropped in on a motorcycle. How he managed to get all the way up there, since the warehouse was on flat ground, they had no idea. Rei's face was bandaged up almost as much as Oliver's.

"Dude… Your face…" Len started.

"Don't even ask. Just don't ever get into a catfight with Yohio," Rei said. "That guy practically has claws. Are you sure you're not monster-themed like all your so-called adopted siblings? Seriously, you even have red eyes."

"Shh," Yohio hushed him from across the room.

Yuma casually entered through the front door. "What's going on?" he asked. He looked at Rei, who was still on his motorcycle. "Where the heck did you get that?"

"You're not even going to ask what happened to my face?" Rei questioned. "Wow. Some friend."

"I know what happened to your face. You got into a catfight with Yohio. I only had to see two seconds of it before leaving to know that you were screwed. So where'd you get the motorcycle? And if you answer it's Meiko's and I stole the keys, we're all going to hide while you face the consequences."

Rei looked away awkwardly.

"… But she's on vacation…" he said quietly.

Interrupting this predicament, Piko angrily kicked open one of the front doors of the warehouse, breaking it out of the latch and sending it flying over everyone's heads. Flower looked a bit freaked out behind him.

"Well, there goes our passcoded entrance…" Yohio mumbled.

"THIS BETTER BE FRICKING IMPORTANT!" Piko yelled. It wasn't normal for him to act that way, so it was rather frightening. Even to Rei.

"MY DOORS!" Oliver shouted. "YOU BETTER BE PREPARED TO PAY FOR THAT!"

"YEAH YEAH WHATEVER JUST TELL ME WHAT THE HECK YOU NEED!"

Oliver looked past him to Flower. "FLOWER! Why is he so angry?!" he asked.

"I don't know! Maybe something to do with the fact that you interrupted what he was considering a date?" she answered.

"Oh. Well, I apologize for that. It was childish of me to just expect you to show up without asking what your circumstances were. I will try to get through this quickly."

"AWW I CAN'T EVEN YOU'RE JUST SO ADORABLE!" Yohio exclaimed before hugging Oliver tightly. The younger boy made some sounds in response that would basically qualify as keyboard smashing.

"How do you even to begin with?" Yuma asked.

"Dang. He's just like Iroha," Flower pointed out.

"Nah, he's more like Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club," Yuma said, noticing her statement.

"LET GO OF ME!" Oliver demanded to the fangirling Yohio. He didn't let go or even pay attention, so Oliver bit his arm.

"OW!" Yohio shrieked, then went to go cry in a corner.

"AHEM!" Oliver hemmed, wiping the blood from his mouth before anyone noticed it was there. "Firstly, Len has agreed to join the gang, just as planned."

"Uh, what?" Len started, raising an eyebrow. "Just as planned?"

Oliver ignored him. "Naturally, I have planned our next target already." He took a photo out of his coat. "We're going to get Meito on our side."