Disclaimer: First Chapter
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"MOTHER FUCKER! GABIN WHAT THE FUCK!? WHAT THE FUCK!? YOU RUINED IT!"

"Aaaaaaaaah."

A moderately sized man shouted as he raged. The man was extremely well muscled, with a bear-skin cloak over his back and covering the top portion of his head. He wore leather pants, and he had square rimmed glasses over his eyes. His face was turning red as his anger started to boil over, and on his back he carried a large diamond-bladed sword. His skin was seemingly completely covered in scales, as if he was part some kind of lizard.

On the ground was a G-Box that was covered in coffee.

Cowering on the ground was another man, this man was wearing a white lab coat and had thick facial hair, but short to his face. He was on the scrawny side, quite scrawny, though he was taller than the one angry at him.

"I'm sorry Mogar, I got bloody scared. Those jump scares!" Gabin shouted out in defense.

He spilled coffee on the G-Box when a jump scare had freaked him out. He wasn't on the ground in fear of Mogar, he was on the ground because he had nearly shit his pants from his fear at the game.

"Do you know how much this costs! This cost me a month's salary at my part-time job! DAMNIT! Gabin, I'm going to rip your hands off and shove them up your asshole, you asshole!" Mogar screamed as loudly as he could. He had his sword in his hands, and he took a swing at Gabin. Gabin yelped and ducked out of the way, and Mogar flipped him off as he took a hand off of the sword, and swung it with the other hand.

Gabin let loose a scream and ran away from Mogar, who was running after him holding his sword with both hands again.

Mogar slashed the wall.

*CRASH*

There was a crash on the other side of the wall, and the sounds of footsteps stomping towards the nearest door.

*Vvvvvyyyyyeeew*

Soundwaves came out of Gabin's hands as the objects in the room that touched the soundwaves started to slow down. The door opened more slowly, and the sword that was about to slice his dick off moved slower. Gabin scooted back away from the sword, and when time sped back up it stabbed into the ground and got stuck.

"Will you two idiots stop!? You do you think has to pay for all of this!? You are wasting our group's money everytime you fight!"

A shorter man came into the room. He had two goat horns on the sides of his head, and a bushy beard and mustache. He was dressed in clothes that looked like they were from the middle ages in general, and on his back was a lute made of fine wood.

"Oh... Bo Jingles... Can you go away, I want to kill Gabin." Mogar stated as he got ready again to kill Gabin.

Gabin ran and hid behind Bo Jingles.

"Ahahahahahaha." Gabin laughed with fear in his breaths. He wasn't laughing because he was having fun, he was laughing because he was about to shit himself.

Coffee made him have to poop.

Mogar was also scaring him.

"Listen, I, the ever genius Bo Jingles... Have decided you are both being stupid. The id... Albus told us to meet him in the chamber of dreams-" Bo Jingles said, and Mogar shouted in anger.

"Now you have him doing it too!? Stop calling everything the 'of dreams' the Chamber of Dreams is just the shed in the backyard!?" Mogar shouted, and everyone was silent for awhile as Mogar started to take a lot of deep, calming breaths. Bo Jingles and Gabin waited for Mogar to calm himself down completely.

When the vein on his head was no longer throbbing, Gabin came back out from behind Bo Jingles.

"I'll... be in the loo, I'll meet you when I drop a crusty butt stopper off at the pool." Gabin said, and he rushed out of the room quickly.

"That last one isn't even a phrase!" Mogar shouted out, but he was laughing this time.

"Gabin is so stupid... want to lock him in the bathroom while we go see what the royal asshole wants?" Bo Jingles asked with a growing grin on his face. The bathroom, thanks to the genius of their leader had the locks on the outside so that the bathrooms could be used as torture chambers.

They didn't really have money to fund their "Take over the world" schemes with, so they had to make do with what they could get.

They all had to work jobs, which they hated, in order to pay the pills and save up enough money to afford to do the stuff that they do. They would on occassion steal money, but the ammount they stole didn't help them all that much.

"... I hate you... but that sounds fun." Mogar stated as he walked out of the room towards the bathroom.

He was totally going to lock Gabin in there.

Bo Jingles started to walk down the hallway, the barren hallway, because the second they started to take over the world they would be able to get a much better place to live.

He would get so many bitches when he was one of the Kings of the World.

He left the house and walked into the backyard, seeing a rather well sided shed there. The shed was where they talked about their plans, though they hadn't been in the shed for a few... months now. The only person that had been in the shed had been their leader Albus, who had been very sneaky about what he had been doing in the shed.

He took the cheap lock off the door, before he opened it up.

"A hole!?" Bo Jingles shouted as he jumped back as the moonlight shined into the dark shed and showed a large glass covered hole in the middle of the shed. The entire shed floor had been dug up, and a deep hole was now in the middle of it. The inside of the hole was pitch black, but the movement of red eyes could be seen inside of it.

Standing on top of the glass was the leader of their group.

He was the tallest of the group, and his face was more clean shaven at the moment. He was thin, he didn't fight with his body that much, and he wore fine robes that he had recently bought for himself... spending the little money that they had. He had a kilt around his waist, and he wore a broken crown on his head as well.

"Oh, Bo Jingles, I... didn't see you come in. Would you like to take a seat... I don't seem to have any chairs... get me some chairs, and have a seat in one of them." Albus stated as he looked around the shed for a chair. Bo Jingles just walked in and stopped in front of the glass that Albus was standing on.

...

"Did you spend all of our money on... what is in the hole?" Bo Jingles asked as he looked inside of the hole, trying to figure out what was inside of it.

"My creation! With this, we will be one step closer to domination of everything. I will be a mad king who rules over Remnant with an iron fist!" Albus called out with a large, disturbing smile on his face.

Bo Jingles could not help but think of his leader as fucked up.

"Okay, just locked Gabin in the bathroom and HOLE!?" Mogar shouted as he jumped back as to avoid walking on top of the glass and accidently breaking it. He grabbed his heart in shock, having not expected that in the slightest.

Okay, this was new.

"Is this what you have been doing for several months now? Other than spending our money, where did you even find this... what is it?" Bo Jingles asked as he tried to peer into the darkness, thankfully as he stared into it, it started to become easier for him to see it. He had excellent night vision, so this was easy for him. "What the fuck is that?" Bo Jingles repeated in an unsure tone.

Was that a Grimm?

"This, my dear... my good... my idiotic underlings... is what is known as a Minosbull, and it is an ancient one... experienced in killing... a Minotaur." Albus stated as he stepped towards them and the glass cracked under his foot as he walked.

It added the intimidation factor he looked for.

"... Aren't Grimm pure evil, I know we want to take over the world... but won't this Grimm just attack us." Bo Jingles questioned, once more, the planning that didn't seem to go into this.

Albus smirked.

"I don't like that smirk." Mogar said with a dull tone. He never liked it when Albus smirked, because he knew that some wicked thoughts were going through his head when he did.

"Hey guys, what did I MONGY GORP what is that thing?!... I pooped my pants." Gabin cried a little when he realized that a little poop had come out when he had the shit scared out of him... literally. Seeing the huge grimm in the hole had scared the shit out of him, just a little though.

He needed new pants.

"See! That is what I'm talking about! Intimidation, nothing says shit yourself and surrender than good old intimidation! That is why I sacrificed my pet cow... my loyal... loyal pet cow... may you be missed... and spent the last month pushing the soul of my cow into the body of this Grimm... This Grimm has hundreds of years of experience, a powerful body, and the soul of my loyal cow." Albus laughed insanely as he went over what he did to ensure that this once souless creature would forever be loyal to him, and obey his commands. Albus laughed long and hard, before he walked towards his teammates once more.

Mogar and Bo Jingles shared a look.

"So it can use aura now, or what?" Gabin asked with a finger scratching his large nose.

Albus simply smirked.

"So does that mean... what is in the hole... is..." Mogar started, seeing as nobody was going to answer Gabin's question.

Albus smirked, and said only one thing.

"Edgar is the one in the hole."

Chapter End!
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TITS
The Idiots Trying Stuff

The Mad King - Albus Cumberbatch
The Rage Quiter - Mogar Jones
The Slow Mo Idiot - Gabin Fee
The Coward Sheepling - Bo Jingles
The One in The Hole - Edgar the Cow (Minotaur)

Unlike in the last story, this time Tits will be both Serious Villains and Comedy Villains.
They won't be main villains, so much as side villains, and it will be explained why later.