Bobobo and his friends were given a grand tour of the Savercanja Headquarters. Venus talked and revised Bobobo on the history of Savercanja, not leaving out a single detail. She went on and on about every single detail she could. While she had Bobobo's attention, a few of the others were noticeably bored. The tour concluded with the dinner hall. Bobobo was made guest of honor, and given a meal fit for a vegetarian king. The other spies sat at their regular tables, not daring to interrupt but not blinking when it came to the rebel. Many whispered among their groups, looked over at Bobobo, and then whispered again.

"So, Bobobo..." Venus stretched her arms out. "What do you think?"

Bobobo nodded his approval, stuffing his face with a tropical fruit. He swallow with a gulp. "Now, you said something about four?"

"Yes!" Venus clapped her hands together. "Four spies to work with you. You're choice! The only problem is if we need that spy for something, we might have to switch them out. Bobobo, we want to ensure your safe on your descent to the Maruhage Headquarters."

Bobobo nodded again, eating pasta. "Who's the best 'round here?"

"Ah, well..." Venus scratched her head. "Thirteen's the best we have when it comes to spying. She gets the job well. Karma's our top assassin, she can be real nice when she's not fighting. I'm one of the smartest, if I must brag, I tend to remember the facts. Um..." She placed a finger to her lips. "Murr's our animal freak, he can help if you're walking through tight forests. Oh, I can't believe I forgot!" She slapped her forehead. "You haven't seen her here yet!"

"Who?"

Venus sent one of the rookies away to fetch who she speaking of. "I can't believe I forgot! Forgive me, Bobobo, she's just so busy that I try not to bother her."

Beauty looked around the table. Gasser sat on her left, Softon on her right. Hetanko sat on Softon's right, Aura on his arm. Jelly Jiggler, Bobobo, and Don Patch were on the other side of her. "Who do you think she's sending for?"

Gasser shrugged, the others were too busy eating.

She had the walk of an angel, every moment seemed gracious. Her eyes were a deep sapphire. Her hair was only about four inches long and ruffly, her bangs hanging over her forehead. A black bow was on the right side of her head. She was shorter than Shelly, a tiny lil' thing as some would compliment. She was wearing a white spaghetti strap dress that stopped above her knee with gray ruffles on the hem. A gray corset that tied down the front. She was wearing fingerless gray gloves and gray combat boots. The silver necklace on her neck shinned, a crow charm. To put is simply; she looked innocent, yet badass. Maria. Bobobo hugged her upon her entering, causing her to laugh.

"I've miss you!" She kissed his cheek. "I'm so sorry I had to leave so sudden, but our soldiers were badly injured." Her voice was soft, a soprano that spoke like a Greek god. Gasser was the next to greet her with a hug, and Beauty followed.

"I've miss you all so much!" Maria, even while excited, had her voice low.

"I'd hate to cut a reunion short," It was same British tone that yelled at the other spies earlier. "But I'm afraid we don't have much time." He whispered something in Venus' ear, who's eyes widened upon realization.

"Who's that guy, sis?" Gasser asked Maria.

"That's Nomnom."

He held a golden spear to Gasser's throat. "Arthur William Philip Louis. Prince of England." Arthur was in a olive green vest over a white long sleeved shirt. Dark brown pants and black dress shoes. His blonde hair was combed neatly to the left and his emerald eyes burned with the desire for respect. His skin the color of ivory. "Never. Call. Me. Nomnom." Gasser narrowed his eyes at the threat, it didn't help Nomnom that Gasser was a few inches taller. It didn't help that he was what you considered 'scrawny' either.

Thirteen rolled her eyes, grabbing Arthur's spear and pulling him to her, "Knock it off. They just agreed to help us, Nomnom." He flinched at the nickname.

"Excuse me." Venus waved as she dashed into the hallway.

"Let's eat!" Bobobo gestured to the buffet. The spies cheered.

While they were celebrating with food, Venus was hightailing it to the laboratory. It was filled with knots and bolts and wires and tubes. It was a little paradise to Tango. Venus skidded to a stop in front of them, glaring at Karma. "You should be in the infirmary."

"We have worse problems than me being hurt," Karma gestured to Tango, "Care to share?"

"Uhh..."

Murr wrapped an arm around Tango's waist, giving him a hug. "What happened, dorogaya?"

"It was Shango's fault!" Tango defended. "He couldn't keep his mouth shut!"

"What happened?" Venus repeated the question at hand. "Why is Arthur telling me it's bad? Where is Shango, anyway?"

"He's in the dinning hall." Tango bit his lip. "Um... the recovery mission, for Darkcaster?"

"Yes," Venus sighed. "He's let me know he's not taking anymore missions for awhile."

"Yeah, while we were there, Aura had Shango and me distract the captains. I was trying to do it and not be seen, but Shango had started yelling."

"What'd he say?" Venus sat beside Karma on the workbench, raising an eyebrow.

"He was bragging, and at one point, he sort of mentioned Karma."

Venus and Karma exchanged a look. Both clearly upset. "What do you mean 'sort of'?"

"La-" He stopped himself. "The B-block captain was on our trail, while I was hiding, Shango was in plain sight. He shouted 'Your girlfriend's just fine in our hands.'" Tango leaned into Murr's hold. "I kept telling him to shut up, but he doesn't listen." He played with his goggles.

Karma nodded as Venus gaped, "So they know I'm alive?"

"N-no! Yes!... Maybe?"

"Damn it, Tango!"

"I'm sorry!"

"Do you know what would happen if they find out she's alive?" Venus stood, throwing her hands around to match her worry. "Do you know the manhunt it would cause?!"

"And if they find out I'm on rebel lines?" Karma followed Venus' movements. "There's no telling what would happen! My father... It'd break his heart. What will happen when he finds out I'm a rebel? What if they throw me in a tower?" Karma slammed her fist onto the counter top.

"Tango, you just screwed up." Venus balled her hair in her fists.

"I'm not going back." Karma's voice was forcefully lower, it seemed she was trying not to shout. "I'm not going to give up my life. No, that's not how this Rapunzel is going down!" She hit the counter harder. "I'll die in flames before I'm thrown into a cage! Je suis la fille en feu!"

"Hey."

Murr's stern voice made both fall silent. He wasn't even shouting. "Come on, the strongest rebel this world has ever known is on our side. We have Bobobo, and he's defeated them once. He'll do it again. Don't fret over the rain, worry about the storm that will be passing our way." Whether it was his accent or his words, the girls calmed.

Knock!

Arthur opened the door to the lab, "You might wanna see how this wanker is going to decide."

There, on the wall across from the dinning hall door, was a large roulette wheel. Each slice of the circle held a face of a spy. No one was eating now, all the spies were staring at the wall. Bobobo stood at a balcony near the circle, a hand on the edge.

"How did he do that!?" Venus' jaw had dropped.

Thirteen stood by Shelly, "Where are our brothers?"

Shelly shrugged.

Bobobo laughed manically, spinning the wheel as if it weighed nothing. "Round and round, round she goes!"

It started to slow, and more spies where squealing amongst their friends and hoping they would be chosen. It landed on cinnamon hair.

Thirteen fist pumped the air, "Yes!" She hugged Shelly.

"This doesn't seem like correct judgment." Arthur remarked, his arms crossed.

Murr smirked, "Somethings are meant to be random."

Another spin. It landed on the small boy. Said boy screamed to the ceiling, pushing another spy. "I told ya!" His hair was cropped to his neck, light brown. His eyes were a coco brown that seemed too cute to fit his personality. He was in a light blue shirt with a dark blue tie, a black coat thrown over shoulder. Gray shorts and baby blue shoes. He looked adorable, yet his mischievous smile said all. He shared his sister's fair skin. Shelly groaned, "Why does he get to go?"

Cody laughed, shoving his sister back. "I win dollface!"

The next spin was drawn on longer than the others. The anticipation drove some insane. It was the calm Russian that was chosen next. "As long as you don't mind animal friends."

"He's a vegetarian." Venus informed.

Murr's smile grew, "Awesome." Toysa took his perch on Murr's shoulder, he raised a hand in the air in victory.

Bobobo scanned the crowd below. This was the final spin. Who it landed on sent whispers of doubt amongst the spies. Thirteen threw her head back with a groan, "Oh no."

The one it landed on was in the corner. He was tall, pale, and lanky. His pale blue eyes were unfocused on the distance. His hair was raven black, down his neck in a 'v' shape. His bangs were brushed to the left. He was wearing a dark gray shirt and matching jeans, a long black trench coat over it. When he noticed silence, he furrowed his brow. Thirteen patted his shoulder, "Nine, you've been picked." He smiled, nodding.

"I want the four front and center!" Bobobo barked the command. He was dressed as a proper military general. A walking stick in his left hand, his helmet unstrapped.

Murr, Cody, Thirteen and Nine stood in that order. Bobobo paced in front of them, after a few minutes, he nodded.

"Mr. Bobobo," Thirteen patted Nine's chest, "You need to understand my brother might not be the best choice for this type o-"

"Nonsense." Bobobo hit the ground at her feet. "The wheel never lies."

"But-"

"The wheel never lies!"

Thirteen lowered her hands to her sides in defeat. She muttered something under her breath.

Bobobo smiled, turning to his crew. "Alright y'all, we stay here tonight. We're all heading out in the morning!" No one tried to argue with him.

"Allow me to escort you to your rooms." Aura stood beside Beauty. "And then we can have a sleepover!"

Beauty smiled, "That sounds great! Will Maria join us?"

"Naturally." Aura lead them down a widened hallway, up some stairs, and around a corner. "I'm sure Shelly, Thirteen, Karma, and Venus will love to come too. Maria has patients to tend to, she can't make it, some kid broke his leg. But I know these two girls, Coco and Aiesha. Coco will love you! She's a sweetheart."

"Uh... Thirteen and Karma don't like me that much, do they?"

Aura waved like it was nothing. "Oh hush, Karma's used to hanging around guys and Thirteen doesn't trust strangers. They'll like you once they know you!" She reassured. "You're too nice for them not to!"

Beauty smiled at that. The two girls soon found themselves alone as Don Patch and Jelly Jiggler fought over a room. "So Coco... Is that the girl that was hugging the guy with the monkey on his shoulder?"

Aura's brow furrowed in confusion, then her eyes widened in realization, and she burst into laughter.

It was Beauty's turn to look confused. "What?"

"No..." Aura stared at Beauty's face. She started laughing harder. "I-haha... Beauty... hAhaa!" She hugged Beauty from the side, using her as support. "Tango... needs a haircut." She opened the door to Beauty's room for the night. "You can meet me and the girls tonight at-" She turned sharply to the left, staring at the corner. "Cody, you stay away!" There was a whimper in the shadows, and Beauty heard the pattering of feet as they ran away. Aura groaned. "I'll tell Shelly to tie him to his bed tonight." She whispered the location to Beauty, and waved goodbye.

Bobobo sat in a leather chair. He eyed Softon. "Why didn't you tell us about this place?"

Softon showed him the same calm exterior. "I let Lucky decide when they wanted to call you."

"These spies are strong, but they shouldn't be too eager about seeing me." Bobobo grinned. "I'm a walking target."

"They respect you." Softon crossed his legs. "This isn't a joke. They want the Maruhage Empire to fall as much as you do. Understand that."

Bobobo smirked. "I've not complaining. They impress. How did you find them?"

"They found me." Softon explained. "I was in a coffee shop when Lucky came up and asked me to join. She knew who I was. She knew I could get to you."

Bobobo leaned back, copying Softon's pose. He nodded. "So shall you be joining us in the morning?"

"No. Hetanko and I are going to be staying here for a few days. We'll join when it's convenient."

The door flew open to reveal Don Patch and Jelly. They were insulting and pointing at each other rapidly, their eyes on the two.

As I go get some coffee, ladies and gentlemen, enjoy the narration of the narrator.

Thank you, we continue our story at the Maruhage Empire...

He had silver hair, done in a strange style you'd typical see in television shows. His bangs were brushed to the right, one of them being large enough to nearly cover his left eye. His eyes were a silver, but not genuine, one of his contacts was slightly off center. He leaned over the cart he was pushing. "After a hundred years, they still make me the mail boy." He complained, "But this Sisper's guy just comes around and they're like," He uses an over dramatically high voice for the next sentence. "'Well, he's qualified, we can't just get rid of him! You're the mail boy!" He growled. His skin was pale from his time in the dark. His arms showed more muscle than his legs, most likely from pushing the heavy cart around everywhere. He was in a sleeveless red jacket and a white short sleeved shirt. His pants were the same crimson red as his jacket. A silver chain was wrapped around his waist like a belt. Attached to it was a small lantern, but he had taken out the inside, and replaced it with what seemed to be mist.

"How could you all be so idiotic!?"

That sparked interest. Matt stopped the mail cart in front of the board room. The door was ajar. They were cowering in their seats. Yuki nudged Ujikin's shoulder, showing she blamed him.

"Th-they tricked us, Czar." Kikunjō explained. "We did-"

"You're telling me," Tsuru slammed his fist onto the table, right in front of Kikunjō. Matt jumped. "That a bunch of teenagers tricked the seven of you?"

As if to answer his question, Kikunjō looked to Lambada and Sisper. Sisper shrugged, seemingly nonchalant about the situation. Lambada's eyes told that the teen was there physically, but not mentally. Matt raised an eyebrow.

"You let him escape." Tsuru was vividly pissed. His knuckles were white while his face was red. "And you're all letting Bobobo run around your blocks like he owns the damn Earth!"

"There's some cult!" Jeda exclaimed. "These brats that are trying to ruin the empire!" He threw a card across the table. "That was on the brat we took in."

Matt saw Tsuru look at the card. For a second, surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was replaced with more anger. "I know this name."

It was then that Lambada spoke up. His tone and his words sent silence through the room.

"They have Karma."

Matt felt his heart stop. No one mentioned her. She was... a myth for the Hair Hunters of this era. They would whisper in the shower room about the czar's supposed daughter. Matt silently chuckled at the thought, they would say she had skin like porcelain and eyes like fire. While Lambada was used to keeping his mouth shut, his distant eyes when someone asked was enough to add to the myth that she was close to him. Matt knew Karma was real. They would spend hours talking about haunted houses to explore, but he thought she had stayed in their era. He thought she was dead, as did anyone else that had endured the hundred year sleep. Matt started to shake. Saying her name was enough to send fury through Czar the Third.

Tsuru snarled. "Don't you dare say that name."

"They took her." Lambada's gaze was on the table. He hadn't blinked in minutes. "They said it."

Matt held on to the cart, feeling his knees give out. No, that wasn't possible. Her capsule was empty! Something made her stay! He rubbed his eyes.

"Shut up..."

"They kidnapped her. Told me she was just fine."

"Shut up." Is was a growl this time. Lambada acted as if he talking to himself.

"Karma's ali-"

Tsuru struck him, sending him off his chair and to the floor. Matt yelled out, ignoring the glares as he rushed to Lambada. The slap seemed to knock him back to reality. He gasped, as if he had been under water for too long. Matt wasn't a doctor, but it was obvious a bruise was forming under his eye. Matt tried to help him up, which ended with both of them to the floor. Yuki frowned, not daring to move.

"Hey!" Combat Blues was less nervous, however. "Why are you hitting on the kid? He may have a lead!" The commander was clearly agitated, and the hit tipped him over.

Tsuru didn't answer. He made eye contact with Combat Blues, and left the room.

"You alright?" Matt smiled from his place on the ground.

Lambada shook his head.

"Who talked? About Karm?" Hope filled Matt's voice.

"I didn't see. He was quick." Lambada was successful at standing this time. He held a hand out for Matt. "It's someone I've met before. The voice was too familiar."

Matt nodded, noticing the other block captains were leaving. Sisper was still unmoved, staring at them. Matt sighed, staring back at the bumblebee fanatic. "Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna leave?"

Sisper didn't answer. He simply stared at the ghost freak.

Matt turned his attention back to Lambada. "Joven and I are going out for dinner. You want to come?"

"Maybe another night." Lambada still had that lost look in his eyes. "I've got paperwork."

Matt frowned, trudging back to his mail cart. He forced himself to push it along. "That never stopped him when Karma was with us." He knew no one would hear him.

And later tha-

Hey! I'm back! Move over! Ahem, and later that night, Beauty walked cautiously to the roof of the Savercanja Spies Headquarters. She didn't understand why they wanted a slumber party on the roof of a building. She made her way through the bar. The bear at the counter pointed her to the stairs. She tightened the robe around her waist, fearing that it would be too cold.

Beauty stopped in front the door. She felt her stomach flip. It had been so long since she really hanged around girls. And these weren't normal girls. She took a deep breath, and with a determined nod, she twisted the knob. She was met with the smell of rubber. The girls were standing around these capsules, either with hesitance or impatience. Aura waved Beauty over. "Hey." She gestured to the capsules. "Ever played a video game?"

At Beauty's confusion, Aura smirked. "This will be fun."

There were eight upright capsules. A control panel was being altered by a rat and a girl. The rat was in a lab coat and spectacles. She smiled at Beauty, and went back to her work. The girl had her back turned to Beauty. The girl had slender legs and small hands. A waist that dipped slightly, yet gave off the feminine look. Her hair was a curly mess that reached her shoulders, and was sporting some type of goggles that Beauty couldn't see, which only messed her hair up more. The rat clapped her hands together as the girl did some sort of wiring, "Amazing! We'll be done in a minute!" She called to the girls.

"Beauty!" Shelly hugged her. "Awesome, you didn't dress in pajamas yet!" She giggled. "So... Terrorists or Murder?"

"WHAT!?"

Beauty's scream got the attention of the other girls. Thirteen laughed, "Shellz... Innocent, yet scary."

"Scary?" Karma placed her elbow on Thirteen's shoulder, holding her head in her hand. "Barely."

Venus was quick to jump in and explain. "We're going to be playing games for most of the night." She glanced at Shelly, "I thought we decided to play Murder. Since T.T.T always ends in everyone shooting each other."

"Murder's better." Karma added. "We have one knife. One gun. One murderer." She counted heads, "Seven innocent people that can be killed along the way."

Beauty found herself increasingly nervous as each second passed. She stayed close to Aura, "So uh... can you point out who's who?"

Aura gladly pointed as she spoke. "You've met Shelly, Venus, Karma, Thirteen, me." She pointed at everyone, and then herself. "The rat over there is Professor Rattagin." The rat waved. "The girl that's sitting on the edge is Coco."

Coco was a girl with the skin the color of unbaked dough and eyes the color of chocolate. Her hair was a pale brown, natural curls strewn down her back. She was the same height as Shelly, with arms and legs like twigs. She had the same innocent aura that Aura detected from Tango. She could tell that they were the ones that needed protection, and both had found guardians. Coco was wearing a chocolate brown tank top and chocolate brown yoga pants. Beauty noticed a belly button ring. Beauty was also shocked at how skinny she was, for Coco was eating a chocolate bar, with three more in her hand. She was obviously a sweetfreak. She hugged herself, "It's getting a little chilly." Her voice was sweet, like the soothing tone of a mother.

"We'll be starting in a minute." Professor Rattagin reassured.

"And that's Aiesha."

Aiesha's eyes were what shocked Beauty. There were a sunset. A yellowish orange that simmered at the top and faded into a citrus pink at the bottom. Her skin was medium beige that shinned in the moonlight. She reminded Beauty of someone. She was lying against a capsule, her arms wrapped around her legs. She was in a simple white tee-shirt and black shorts. That wasn't her typical get up. She had simply changed for better maneuvering in the game. She had a lithe body. Her hair was sleek and black, pulled into a loose ponytail that draped over her shoulder. Beauty noticed the small holes in her ears. She was used to wearing jewelry. Aiesha nodded to Beauty.

"Done!" Professor Rattagin shouted.

"And that's all the girls." Aura wrapped an arm around Beauty's shoulders, leading her to the first capsule.

"What about the one girl working on that panel?"

Everyone heard Beauty's question. There was a silence as Aura looked to Venus with a look that made Beauty regret her question. Karma glared at Beauty, as if she wanted to burn two holes into Beauty's head. Said 'girl' turned around as laughter erupted. Beauty's cheeks heated as she was met with purple eyes and a flat chest.

Tango was obviously upset. It was a cross of being hurt from the misunderstanding and being mad at himself for being hurt by an misunderstanding.

"I-i-i-i-i..." Beauty tried to form an apology, but her stuttering cut her off.

Thirteen was holding her sides. She had fallen to the floor and gasping for breath. Every time she tried to breath, another fit of laughter left her lungs dry. Venus was trying to stay professional, she covered her mouth as she stifled her giggles.

"Shall we get this game started?" Aiesha stood from her spot. Her voice croaked as she tried to kept her demeanor calm. She clapped. "Professor?"

Rattagin nodded. "In the chambers girls! Each of you!"

Karma placed her hands on Tango's shoulders. She led him to the door. "Thanks for helping, Tango. Go on," She grinned. Opening the door for him. "Go give Murr his goodbye gift." She winked. Tango spun around, to deny what she was implying, and was met with a door. Karma rubbed her hands together. "Murder!"

Beauty thought this would be a night where she could act normal. Where she could hang out with girls and laugh, play, be a girl. She gulped as the glass slid down on the capsule. Her entire world faded to black. Beauty expected to be knock out. But she felt nothing as she suddenly in the middle of a mansion. The chandelier hung over her head. The walls were green with a white embroidery. She looked to see Venus to her right. A bright blue lettering appeared over her eyes:

You are an innocent bystander. There is a murderer on the loose. Don't die.

"Does this hurt?"

Venus was smiling at the gun in her hand. "Being stabbed is like a small prick with a needle. Being shot is like having a balloon being popped in your face." Her smile grew. "It's nothing!"

"AAAHAHHHAHA!" That was a cross between a laugh and a scream. Shelly ran passed them.

Venus ran straight to where Shelly had come from. Beauty ran after Shelly. Shelly ran into a library and start searching in a certain section. "What are you doing?!" To answer Beauty's question, Shelly pulled on a book that made a click sound. The bookshelf beside her lifted up into the wall, revealing a secret passage way. "She threw a knife at me!"

"Who?"

"I don't know! I just saw a knife!" Shelly grabbed Beauty's arm. "Stay with me!"

Shelly climbed a ladder that led to what looked like an attic. Shelly hid behind a box while Beauty examined the room. "So what happens when the murderer is found?"

"We try to kill them. If we do, the game resets with another murderer and someone else with a gun."

"Is there anything I need to remember?"

A scream cut Shelly off, but she did answer.

"The person with the gun is never the murderer. And the murderer can't pick up the gun." Shelly sighed, "It's a real adrenaline rush."

"OMIGOD, IT'S NOT ME!"

"WHERE'S SHELLY?"

"IT'S SHELLY!"

Shelly took off, leaving Beauty to run after her. "It's not me!"

Karma had everyone lined against the wall, in front of the door. She was aiming the gun at Aura. "I will fucking shoot you all!"

"I thought Venus had the gun." Beauty mentioned as she lined up with the rest.

"It flies off when you shoot it." Venus shrugged. "Karma got it before I could."

"Venus is innocent. I'm innocent." Karma reasoned. She made a motion with the gun and Venus stepped out of the line up. "Beauty's new. I know Rattagin won't pick her for a while." Beauty followed Venus.

"It's not me." Thirteen pointed to Aura, she took a step to the left. "I've been with Aiesha this whole time. I would have struck-"

"Where's Aiesha?" Karma asked. She counted heads. "Where's the India chick?"

The lights went out.

"DAMMIT!"

A shot rang out.

"Aiesha's the killer!"

There was the sounds of doors opening and closing. Beauty couldn't take it. She frantically ran, tripping and finding the gun. "I don't want this!"

"Chill, Beauty." It was Aiesha.

Beauty screamed.

"Chill!"

A hand came out of the darkness and patted Beauty's head. Beauty felt another hand on hers and felt the gun being taken from her. Aiesha giggled. "Chill. We have a long night."

"How is this fun?"

"Wait a few minutes." Beauty found Aiesha's giggle scary. "You'll be hooked." She said it as a fact.

Shelly and Aura had ran to the kitchen. Shelly was in a panic fit.

"It's okay." Aura reassured. "Where's the gun?"

Shelly waited until Aura's back was turn to stab her. Shelly giggled in spite of herself. "Oh, what is wrong with me!?" She reached on the counter and tugged on a salt shaker. A square hole in the floor slid open. She looked around the kitchen, and jumped down.

Aura was dead. She stood beside Venus, both had lost all color from top to bottom. Black and white. "So Shelly got ya when the lights went out?"

Venus nodded. "Aiesha made a bad move."

"I'm fucking stuck!" Karma shouted. She had ran into a closet, but the machines Rattagin made weren't perfect. It was glitched, causing the closet to lock her in. She banged on the door, despite knowing that the killer could easily be on the other side. "Hey! Get me the fuck out of here!" Cussing was a problem she had when she was stressed.

Beauty had stayed close to Aiesha. Aiesha lead her through the mansion, to a living room. Beauty laid across the loveseat. "Doesn't this creep you guys out? Killing each other?"

"It did at first." Aiesha admitted. "But this is a great stress reliever. Could you imagine a family owning this?" Aiesha giggled. "You want to kill your annoying little brother? Go ahead!"

Beauty understood somewhat. She tried to relax.

"I find it more fun to be dead." Aiesha admitted. "You get to just fly around and watch the others panic." She loaded the gun. "I'm going to find our little murderer. Want to come?"

Beauty felt safer being near the gun. She stood. "Yeah."

We're skipping on the murder note to go to the bar downstairs.

Darkcaster sat there with a ginger ale and his head laying on the counter. He was visibly exhausted. Murr sat next to him, with an actual beer. "How was the other side?"

Darkcaster flipped his head so he was facing the other. "You mean Maruhage? They stuffed me in a cage and tried to kill me." Darkcaster eyed the alcohol. "We're the same age. How'd you get that?"

"A hundred years ago, the drinking age was eighteen and up." Murr grinned. "They can't deny it to me since I can claim I'm not used to this era."

"You fucker."

Murr chuckled. He eyed the door to the roof expectantly. "What are your thoughts on Bobobo?"

Darkcaster's frown deepened. "I was told of a warrior that's taken on hundreds of Hair Hunters and has won every single battle. What we've got is a blonde buffoon that decides his escorts on a wheel!"

"Yes. But he did beat Karma."

"Thanks for reminding me." Darkcaster sat up. He held a hand out to Murr. "You owe me fifty."

Murr reluctantly handed Darkcaster the money, and turned back to see Tango. He smiled, but it faltered. "What's wrong?"

"You're gambling." Tango pushed the half empty glass up on the counter. "You're drinking." Tango grabbed Murr's hand and made him stand up. "You're leaving in the morning." Tango pouted. "And that's not the way to say goodbye."

"You're right. The way to say goodbye is with dynamite and bourbon."

Murr glared at Darkcaster, "Don't you have to go stop your brother from messing with the girls?"

"Let them get him in a headlock first." Darkcaster reached for Murr's drink, only for the bartender to snatch it away before he could get a sip.

"Darkcaster," Murr handed him a key. "I'm taking Tango out for the night. Can you let Motka out of my room for his night runs?"

"Motka? Is that the giant turtle?"

"No." Murr laughed at Darkcaster's worry. "He's a snow leopard."

Darkcaster gulped. "I'll get Okashii to do it. He loves cats."

Beauty found herself laughing. She had never had so much fun having the living daylights scared out of her. Once the next round had started, after Aiesha got Shelly, Beauty find herself in the attic of the mansion. "Are we aloud to go outside?"

"Nope." Aura answered. She checked her pockets. "I don't have the gun."

Beauty checked hers. "Me neither."

"I WANT EVERYONE THE MAIN ROOM NOW!"

Aura and Beauty walked to the spiral staircase to see Venus had the gun once again. This game did suffer some glitches.

"Everyone against the wall." Venus did a headcount. They were all there. "Against the wall!" They did as she said. Beauty was confused at to what she was doing. She was mouthing something and with each word would point the gun at one from left to right. That's when Thirteen shouted,

"You can't use 'Eeny meeny miny mo' to decide who to shoot!"

Venus frowned at the loss of concentration. "That sounds like something a murderer would say..."

"Anyone with sense would say that!" Thirteen defended.

Venus chose to ignore her. She continued her nursery rhyme, and the barrel of the gun landed on Coco. BANG!

"It always lands on Coco." Venus commented. She was mad to not see the little text pop in front of her eyes, telling her that she had killed the murderer. It meant Aura was innocent. "Di-di... ADFADSFSAFSAF!" Venus shouted to the sky. The gun had flung out of her reach when she fired.

"Where'd the gun go!?" Aura was on all fours, on the floor. "Don't tell me it glitched." As they others searched for the gun, Thirteen slowly backed up to the door that lead to the basement. There, when one opened the basement door, was the fuse box.

"Stop turning off the lights!"

"That wasn't m-"

Aiesha was cut off. With the entire house in darkness, that sent chills down spines. An evil laugh erupted from Thirteen's throat. She wasn't even trying to conceal anymore.

Beauty saw a beam of light and felt someone tugging on her arm. "Comeoncomeoncomeoncomeon!" It was Venus.

"Here's Johnny!" Thirteen shouted. She was chasing after Karma, who had her own flashlight. Karma kept jumping and dodging, she knocked over a vase, hoping to distract the crazed girl.

"You're insane!"

Thirteen threw the knife and watched as Karma's body ragdolled. She laughed.

"Ah, you guys make this so easy."

Beauty didn't expect to enjoy this game. However, she was. She was also enjoying the company of these girls, despite most being older than her. This was nice, she decided to ignore the fact they were chasing each other with a gun and a knife.

And while this is such a lovely note, I'm afraid we must end this episode of Bobobo-bobo-bobo: Savercanja Spies. In the next episode of Bobobo, we shall be following Bobobo on his mission to destroy Maruhage! Till next time!


I apologize if you find this chapter a bit slow or not entirely Bobobo-centric. The thing is, I wanted to show how Bobobo would choose the four he would travel with, but I also wanted to start a chapter with them on the road, so this happened.

Also, that's really how I chose the four to travel with Bobobo. I put all the names in a generator and went with the first four it gave me.

And... While I can't stand her, I can understand that Beauty must be yearning for another female's company since she spends all her time with men. Not even her age.

The next chapter, shall be more actiony and Bobobo centered. But this is like a Bobobo soap opera, so I will be following and cutting in with other stories that will connect in some way or another.

I will also be trying to update faster. I don't know why it's talking me a month(or more) for each chapter, I know I can do better than that.

Till next time, spies!