A/N: God damn it me, stop procrastinating! But My Hero Aca- NO. BAD.
Well, if it's not obvious, I dun went and got myself distracted on My Hero Academia. And a few other shows, but the big one was My Hero.
Next thing I know, it's 7 AM on a Wednesday morning and I work at 3 PM the same day and I haven't slept.
Go figure, right?
Anyway, enough of that; let's get this next one going!
JustLuck: Honestly, you really aren't too far off on your statement, though there's so little Natsuki in Monika that it's pretty much negligible. Her obsessive side and her over all actions that she's willing to take are the major defining parts of her character, at least in my opinion.
Guest: Thank you!
Well, that's that. Only two reviews though? That's fine, since this IS a re-write and really doesn't need much in terms of that until I ACTUALLY get back to the point that I was at in the original.
On a side note, I just realized that I'm writing this on my birthday, which makes me 23. That's wild.
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Chapter 4: The Beginning of the Dubaffle
It's been about a week since Monika, Sayori, Yuri, and Natsuki have entered my life, thus turning my entire schedule on its head.
Not that I'm complaining. It's a nice change of pace.
Now, however, it's time to bite the bullet and take one for the team. It has finally come to the point where North Dakota has reared its ugly head in terms of savage winters, with it being a bone-chilling twenty-one degrees below zero, and being reduced further still by wind, which makes it effectively about thirty-five below. That means that I need to take these four clothes shopping, which, as a man, is something that I would have no patience for, right?
Wrong.
Being the son to a single mother and being around females for most of my life have made me extremely patient when it comes to shopping, which is something that I am extremely grateful for on this day.
"Yes, I am certain that I want to do this." I state, having replied to Monika questioning if I really wanted to go. "See, I already told you guys I was going to help out, right? That means taking you guys there and tagging along with you as you go about your business."
"Wouldn't that be boring, though?" Sayori asks in response.
I merely shrug. "Not really. See, you can thank my family when I was still living in upstate New York for that. Almost literally nothing but females. I'm not even joking when I say that; The people that I mainly went shopping with were my mother, sister, grandmother, and aunt. I was literally the only male that ever went, and that was because I had nothing else going for me."
"Wouldn't that make you want to not go more than anything else?" Natsuki asks seriously, and I simply shrug.
"Eh, not really. Let's just say I have a lot of patience and leave it at that."
Shortly after the conversation, in which the five of us fell into a comfortable silence, simply milling about as we wait for my car to finish warming up enough to be comfortable, I receive a knock on my front door.
"It's open!" I call, not thinking at all about the possible consequences that single action that I just took could possibly have.
"Hey Chris, it's me... Um." I immediately hear after the door pops open, and I glance over to see who I honestly didn't expect to see at that particular moment.
"Aria?" I ask, shocked. I stand up and start moving over to her. "What's up?"
"What's up? WHAT'S UP?!" she nearly bellows, and I finally see where her gaze is locked onto. Or rather, how it's not locked on to me, but rather the four women in my apartment. "YOU HAVE SOME EX-" She starts, before I quickly place a hand over her mouth and drag her into my apartment quickly, locking the door behind me.
"Oi, you keep that up and China will hear you. And to be frank with you, the LAST thing I need is people questioning me right now." I state calmly. This just seems to fuel her ire at me, much to my chagrin.
"Seriously, Chris? What the fuck is going on here?!" she questions severely, and I just sigh.
"It's a long story." I start. Before I can say anything else, though, she stands up, moves to the door, and unlocks it before opening it.
"Hold that thought, I need to go get Sarah." she states quickly while closing the door.
I groan loudly, before flopping onto one of my chairs in exasperation. "Fuck me. This is just great. Fantastic." I grumble.
"Chris?" Monika calls, making me turn her attention to her with a raised eyebrow. "Who was that?"
I sigh. "That, Monika, would be my dear sister. And she's going to get her friend, which will just make this so much fun to explain. As such, I'd like for you to step out of the living room for a moment, please." I reply. Monika merely nods at my request and heads into my room, along with the other three after taking a quick hint from the glance that Monika sends them.
Good thing they're quick on the draw.
It's not long before the two women in question come back into the apartment. Aria is a reasonable five-foot-six, and weighs in at just about two hundred and twenty-some pounds. She's got a little bit of bulk to her, but that's mostly because she actually has a fair amount of muscle on her, so don't be fooled by her appearance. She's the kind of person that seemingly tends to not give much of a shit about those around her except for family and friends, but she actually kind of does... it's really difficult to describe. What matters here is that sometimes, she's just about as stubborn as I am, which, to those aware, makes trying to get the two of us to get along nearly impossible unless we're of a like mind on the subject. That said, we DO get along well enough.
Sarah, who is just behind my sister, stands at a shockingly tall six-foot-one, being one of the few females that I can actually look in the eye without needing to tilt my head. She is, however, built in a spindly fashion; she's best described as "thin" in just about all aspects, with no actual fat on her to speak of. Don't be fooled though; she could kick my ass three times over before I could even figure out what the hell is going on. Being trained in martial arts will do that, after all.
That being said...
"Explain. Now." Aria growls.
"Well, here's what it boils down to for the TL:DR; I played DDLC four times, left the game running several times by accident, Monika got control of functions, and basically ripped the four of them out of the game in a way that I'm still not sure of, and likely wouldn't understand either. Therefore, I'm currently housing four video game characters that should not exist, and am going to be teaching them how to live in this world."
"... You're gonna need to tell me the full story some time." Aria replies after a short pause to process what I said.
"More like I'm gonna need to figure it all out and THEN get you the full story." I sigh. "So, onto brass tacks, what, pray tell, brought you here today? You rarely ever drop by unless I invite you, especially unannounced." I politely ask, and Aria's face turns slightly red and she scratches the back of her head in mild embarrassment.
"Did I not call you? Whoops." She says sheepishly, and I can't help but sigh again.
"You're excited for Monster Hunter World, aren't you? And let me take a stab in the dark; you want me to go with you to get your copy, right?" I ask, and Aria stares at me for a moment before laughing lightly.
"How you can get a read on me that easily still after not having lived with me for two years still baffles me." Aria replies, and I just shrug.
"I lived with you in close proximity for twenty-one years. I THINK that I'd know you well enough." I fire back with a chuckle. "That said, why did you bring Sarah with you?"
"I invited myself." Sarah states casually, inspecting her nails as though nothing's wrong in the slightest. I don't buy that particular action for a single second.
"Did you now? I can certainly see you doing that, after all." I reply just as casually, before gesturing about my apartment. "Well, as you can clearly see here, there is absolutely nothing of interest going on here, so shall we go?" I call to the other room, and the four ex-video game characters filter into the living room, clearly raring to go and get some new outfits.
"Oooh, what colors should I go for?" Sayori questions to nobody, adopting a contemplative face. "I'm thinking... Blue! Yeah! And maybe some nice black pants to compliment them! Or maybe white! Oh, so many choices..." she moans out, grabbing the sides of her head comically.
"I-If we're sharing colors... I'm g-going for black and red..." Yuri quietly squeaks out, holding a strand of her hair while poking her index fingers together. "The black will help keep the heat in..."
"That's not a bad thought process, Yuri." I answer her with a gentle smile. I'm guessing that, based on the way her face lights up in a blush and she straightens her posture very slightly, that I have said the right thing at that moment. I manage to suppress the urge to pump my fist in victory.
"Pink." Natsuki simply states, using the one word to explain everything she's going for. I feel my face suddenly go cold at this, and before I can do anything to play damage control...
"Excuse me?" Aria and Sarah both ask at the same time, making me sigh loudly.
"Oh, great... Here we go..." I groan while placing my hand on my face. I about-face and walk over to one of the chairs in my apartment, ready to not go anywhere for at least ten minutes.
"What? You two got a problem?" Natsuki's already raring to engage, it seems. I swear I see the lightning arcing between the three, with Natsuki on one side, and Aria and Sarah on the other.
"Yes!" Aria and Sarah both bellow, before engaging their typical rant about the color of pink and how it's awful, how it should not exist, and every other statement in between.
"And this is what I was scared of." I mumble while placing my face in my hands and curling in on myself. "Please, just let this stop."
"What's the matter with them, dear?" Monika asks, honestly confused at the argument that is currently being had by the three parties in question.
"My sister and her friend absolutely abhor the color known as pink." I start, not removing my hands from my face. "They can-and will-start wars over it."
"What's your opinion on it?" Sayori asks quietly, surprising me a bit at the lack of ditziness that she's showing by not letting the three arguing tsun'ing tsunderes in on the conversation at hand. I file that information away for later, though.
"I personally find it to be that pink, on its own, is an exceptionally weak color." I start, planning on giving the color its merits where they are due. "That said, it's really an exceptional secondary or tertiary color. It does well to make a transition between red and white easier on the eyes, plus it goes well with lots of other colors." I explain my viewpoint. I'm surprised once again, though not nearly as much, as Sayori nods again, having understood me perfectly. She even puts her hand on her chin in a thinking fashion, which is just adorable.
"Ah, that makes sense." Sayori replies to me, though she never removes her hand from her chin. I must be seeing a rarer side to her at this moment.
"That said..." I reply, before standing up and bodily interposing myself between the three ranting females. "Would you three do me a solid and kindly shut the fuck up? I have things to do today, You have things to do today, we all have things to do today and you're wasting my fucking gas. Can we get going, please?"
"Mrr... Fine." Aria is the first to reply, though only after a while of growling lowly. Seriously, I don't get girls. How can you get this riled over a color?
"Thank you." I reply brightly, before placing my hands on both Aria and Sarah's shoulders and turning them both around and marching them out my door. "Now, do me another favor and get your car out of my way." I emphasize, making certain that no more words are said from the three bickering females.
But, of course...
"This is not over, you hear me?" Aria fires back, just catching the ear of Natsuki, who was still standing in the apartment.
"Yes, it fucking is." I cut in sharply. "Now, can we seriously get a move on? I mean, come the fuck on, I don't have all day, thanks." I continue, now nearly ranting as I vent my frustration at the three girls into the air.
Before long, Aria and Sarah are out of the way, and the five of us (being myself and the four Doki's) pile into my car, with Monika riding shotgun, as she called it first. There were two pouts from the others, but no arguments, to my great and unrelenting relief.
"By the way..." I start hesitantly, gaining the attention of the three females in the vehicle with me. "Please, for the love of god, tell me your fashion senses are well in order. I can do fashion, but I'd really rather not need to coach you along."
There's a short pause before we all burst into laughter at the ridiculousness of my statement.
Bomb diffused.
"By the way, Monika?" I ask, looking at her out of the corner of my eye as I head to the other side of town, where all the clothing stores are.
"Yes?" She asks, looking at me as close to dead in the eyes as possible without getting in my field of view. Smart.
"I was going to ask this, but what are you planning on getting? I'm just curious, since you never said anything before a new World War nearly broke out thanks to a few someones who I shall not name." I continue my question, ignoring the smack that I get to my right arm from the back seat in indignation.
"Well, I was honestly going to go for something green, to bring out my eyes more." Monika replies, and I swear her eyes twinkle as she says that one. Just a quirk of hers, it seems. "That said, I'm thinking something else now, since you like my hair as much as you do."
"You're only now picking up that tidbit, Monika? I thought I made that obvious the first morning that you woke up in my apartment." I reply quickly and smartly, this time receiving a shot to the back of my head, also hard enough to sting, but not enough to cause me to look away from the road. "Worth it."
"Hush, you." Monika replies with a giggle, before becoming contemplative once again. "Now, though, I'm thinking just anything that catches my eye that looks good."
"Oh, thank god." I sigh in relief, making Monika look at me in mild confusion. Before she can ask the question, however, I merely press on in my explanation. "I don't like just having one color in a wardrobe; it's too dull. It gets old after a few days. Gotta spice it up, you know? There's only one item that I wear between days, and that's this jacket." I gesture to the heavy coat in question, which I am currently wearing for obvious reasons. "Oop, we're here!" I state, pulling in to the parking lot of the selected clothing store, which is branching off the mall.
"Oh, great." I grumble with a sigh. "I just had to pick the one in the mall, didn't I? Now we're going to run into Aria and Sarah again, and I'm going to have to deal with this in a public environment. Great."
Another strike to the arm and a huff later, the ever-indignant Natsuki is trailing behind me once again as I lead the four females into the store, and do so quickly due to the cold.
"This... is gonna be a really long day..." I heave out in one more sigh, but soldier onward. After all, this is my task for these four right now.
A/N: Jesus fuckballs, I really hate it when life happens and makes it so you can't complete one damn chapter for five fucking days. How hard is it to write one damn chapter in five days?
Very, apparently. Sorry for the wait, guys.
But, good news; I'll likely be able to get back to the normal track of things since this completely crazy birthday weekend of mine is over now. My family is really overly generous, I swear. I went out to lunch four fucking times, which I swear is just excessive. And that was all since the 20th, the actual day of the event.
Either way, See you guys next time!
-Sonix