Hello again FanFiction, the glorious Bumble is back and I am not alone this time, the wonderful XshingknightX is here and he is going to be helping me with the next chapter! :D EXCITEMENT! :D Unfortunately, he is unable to say anything on the author's note but he will on the next chapter, mainly because he is in a different class than me so he is not with me as I type this. :P haha! So, I must add this real quick, but, I LOVE MY NEW SPONGEBOB USB!:D Okay, now that I have gotten that out of the way…

ONTO THE STORY!

The expression on Rahl's face is completely PRICELESS! His mouth is gaping and his eyes are the size of quarters. I've seen some pretty goofy expressions on this boy's face before but this one is the goofiest of them all!

I can tell Ezio is starting to feel slight discomfort because his gaze begins to shift to Altair. "Umm, how long have we been standing here?"

"Five minutes." I still can't get over how stoic this Assassin is. It's scary.

I cough and smack Rahl upside his head. "Snap out of it!"

He lurches forward and quickly catches himself on my dresser. "I'm sorry," his voice cracks, funny, I thought he was over that. "I just can't get my mind wrapped around this!"

"What don't you understand?" Connor asks.

"How video game characters are REAL!" Rahl throws his arms out and nearly knocks my lava lamp off my dresser. Yes, I own a lava lamp.

Ezio shakes his head holds his hands out. "Wait, what exactly is a video game?"

"It's an animated game that you play on the TV basically." I say, I've never had to explain something like this before.

"But what is the purpose of it?" Connor adds.

Rahl's shocked expression drops and he simply shrugs. "Entertainment I guess."

"What kind of entertainment?" Altair says.

"Maybe it's just a way to pass time, I don't know," I trail off, "why don't you teleport back to the guy who first invented video games and ask him."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Altair says, "see, we didn't come here by choice, in fact, we have no idea how we even got here."

"Well, you couldn't have teleported here for no apparent reason, could you?" Rahl turns to me and arches his eyebrows. "Right, it just doesn't make sense."

I shrug. "Makes about as much sense as everything else that they've said."

Connor looks around my room and runs a hand through my white curtains. "Where are we to stay?"

"They can't stay with me; my mother would have a heart attack!" Rahl says. "Not to mention my cousin, he's too, for lack of a better word, immature to handle them being there."

"True, James is a little, odd." I lean against my desk in front of my bed and tap the cold hardwood surface. "They could stay in my basement. No one goes down there except me because that's where all my gaming stuff is."

The three Assassins exchange curious glances and then say in unison. "What's a basement?"

After getting over the shock of hearing such a ridiculous question I lead the Assassins and Rahl down to my basement and turn on the lights. "This is a basement. It's a large room that is under the main part of a house."

Ezio is the first to step forward and search the house. The first thing he happens to notice is my flat screen TV that is hooked to mine and my brothers' Xbox. I hate sharing an Xbox with those two, it's such a hassle. My friend Kat is lucky; she doesn't have any siblings she has to worry about sharing with.

"What is this black thing?" Ezio says, and I see that the black thing he is pointing to is the Xbox.

"That's an Xbox." Rahl says. "It's what you play the video games on."

"Fascinating." Altair crouches down beside Ezio and presses the on button and the small ding it makes causes them to jump back. "It's alive!"

"I'll take care of this." Connor grabs the handle of his tomahawk and prepares to chop my precious with it. YES, the Xbox is my precious; I don't have many friends, okay?!

"DON'T YOU DARE!" I shout at Connor and grab his tomahawk and yank it from his grasp. "You slice my Xbox I slice you!" I hold it to where it is in the perfect position to cut the Assassin's arm off. "Now back away slowly, and no one gets hurt." I growl.

All four of them, this including Rahl, inch away from the TV stand; hands up and eyes wide. I can be scary when I want to, despite being so petite, and blonde. I don't know how my hair color has anything to do with my lack of intimidation, but somehow, it just does. "That's right, back away." I slowly move my way in front of the TV stand, tomahawk still ready to throw at one of them.

I look at Rahl and his expression makes me want to die on the floor with laughter. That's TWO goofy expressions in ONE day! This guy sure knows how to make me smile. Man, that was a little, stupid sounding.

Connor stands up straight and gives me a hard look. "Please hand over my tomahawk; I won't attack your precious Xbox as long as you don't attack us."

I hesitate and lower the weapon a bit. "Promise?"

Connor sighs, and stretches out his hand. "I promise."

"Okay." I slowly sand up and hand the Assassin his weapon back and look to the other two Assassins. "That promise goes for all of you, no one touches the TV or the Xbox! Got it?"

They all nod, even Rahl, and I smile. "That's better, now how about we get you settled into some beds."

I send Rahl to the hall closet upstairs for a couple of blow-up mattresses because there is only one bed down here and I don't feel like donating mine. I'm not selfish; I'm just not exactly the sharing type.

When Rahl finally returns with two blow-up mattresses, we set them up and plug them into the wall so that they can, well, fill with air. I don't think "blow-up" sounds very, eh, safe. "So while those fill up, Rahl and I will go upstairs and get you some fresh sheets. I'm sure we have enough."

Rahl nods and I follow up up the stairs to the laundry room. There are way too many stairs in this house, or maybe I'm just lazy. Or both.

We reach the over-sized laundry room and I stretch my short self enough to reach the top cabinet above the dryer where all the fresh bed sheets are kept and pull down two sets. Rahl was holding my sides the whole time to steady me and I use the sheets to hide my red face. The possible reason for my stupid blushing is most likely because of the fact that while I was reaching, the tank top I was wearing rode up a bit exposing part of my hips and stomach, which in turn caused Rahl's hands to touch my bare skin. He sure has soft hands. What am I saying?!

I smooth my shirt back out and give Rahl a set of sheets. "You make Connor's bed, I make Ezio's"

"What about Altair?" Rahl says through a mouthful of sheet.

"The bed he will be sleeping in is already made, and I think the Master Assassin deserves the good bed." I say flatly.

Rahl nods and begins to march down the hall with the sheets and I giggle at his utter silliness. At least he is like me and knows how to act crazy every once in a while.

I walk slowly down the stairs due to my vision being impaired by the sheets and I sigh in relief when my feet touch solid ground. I hate going down stairs when items are in front of my face, and these sheets are much fluffier than normal sheets. Mainly because my mom, being the shopoholic she is, buys the most expensive sheets she can find, which happen to be the fluffiest sheets they make.

After we finish making the Assassin's beds Rahl has to break up an argument between Connor and Ezio as to why one of the beds suddenly popped. Conner blamed it on Ezio's pointy belt buckle, yet Ezio blamed it on Connor's sharp tomahawk. Eventually we find out that it was in fact Ezio's belt that popped it, due to the piece of mattress that was stuck to it.

When they all settle down I walk upstairs with Rahl and close the door to the basement. "Ugh!"

"What?"

"How can I do this? Those three are INSANE!" I say, as quietly as I can manage.

Rahl pats my shoulder and gives me a kind smile. "Don't worry, I'll help you."

"How thoughtful." I say playfully, gently punching his shoulder. "Now go home, my mom has been texting me for the past two-and-a-half hours complaining about your Mustang being parked on her rosebushes."

Rahl's face flushes red and I laugh. "Don't worry about it, I swear those flowers are harder to get rid of than cockroaches."

"Okay." His face brightens up and he gives me a quick hug and leaves.

I walk to my room and am running my fingers through my soft blanket when I hear a crash come from the basement. I sigh. "This is going to be a long night."

Well, that's all for this chapter, I know it's not much, but it's all I could think of for now. :P I will be trying to update as much as possible! So until next time, BYEEEEEE! :D