Quick note, I have wanted to write this for a while!
-Socks-
OK, so, imagine this scene unfolding in your mind.
A sort of mini civil war occurring within the SGInc Main Compound.
Silas, as usual, is trying to prove he is better than Ender.
Failing miserably.
Ender is charging a super-beam attack. Silas is trying to stand up.
All of a sudden…
"Has anyone seen my socks?"
Ender cancels the attack, obviously distracted. He falls over.
"Ah. Yes," answered Silas, obviously unharmed, "I borrowed them."
Alex looked bored.
"Oh.
Okay."
Alex walked back to his room.
The entire atmosphere of the room was gone. Nothing felt like a battle anymore.
It was just extremely awkward.
Of course, everyone went and blamed it on Jerry.
Dick.
A/N
(Alex) - Dammit Jerry. Nobody invited you over here.
(Chara) - Why is he still following me?
*Jerry.
(Dark Ender) - Can I kill him?
By all means, try.
BLAAAH!
*The Gaster Blaster seems to want to help.
(User:InterBlaster) - Go ahead.
*Jerry is starting to think that he is outmatched.
-Later-
Well, now that that's over...
*grrr*
This is Alex.
Dark.
Chara.
BLAAAH!
OUT!
On a side note, shoutout to xEnderAwsomex, they're a good friend of mine, really talented, check them out. They gave a shoutout to my Battle Royale story, so this is the least I can do to say thanks.