*+* Well, here we go again, haven't updated in a while, school and junk. Anyway not much has changed between me and the girl, she still likes me, we just aren't friends, for if we become friends, I will just be friend-zoned! So, that's it, hope your lives are going good! And this will introduce something else that we kinda do now. Let's get the chapter started! *+*
As of late, Eva and Melissa are growing more and more distant from each other and Stalin. They're starting to meet other residents of Fyrestone, Melissa is taking an exceptional liking to Dr. Ned, even though she knows nothing about medicine.
With this, Eva has finally given up on making Stalin jealous, and decides to hit him in the heart with beating him at his own game.
"Hey Stalin, I got us tickets to the Thunder Dome tonight!" she yelped. "Sweet! Wait, I thought you hated your mom." He said. "Well that doesn't matter, we haven't been spending as much time as we used to together, so I thought, why not?" she finished. "Ok?" he said.
When they finally got to The Thunder Dome, Stalin noticed something about the tickets. "Hey, they don't say the main event on the tickets." He said. "Oh, you worry too much Stalin." She said. He kept his rifle in hand, revolver in holster, just in case something happened.
When they finally got to their seats they noticed the large podium in the center of the stage, and at the top was Moxxi, pole dancing, as always.
Now Stalin was extremely observant, no one could argue. But, this time he felt something, but he didn't see it. Until, he focused more on Moxxi and noticed she had an envelope. 'A drawing! That's never good.' He thought.
"Ok Pandora! You may notice on your tickets, there is no main event, that's because tonight we have randomly chosen two winners to be the gladiators in the coliseum!" Moxxi called. The crowd roared but, Stalin only looked at Eva with a smile. "Hey maybe we will get called." He laughed. "You'd be surprised." She smirked back.
"And the winners are Stalin and my lil' Eva!" she yelled. The crowd roared and a spotlight hit the two. "You rigged it!" Stalin said. "Whoever wins by playing by the rules?" she said, getting up and walking down to the arena. "Tonight's match will be in…HELL-BURBIA!." Moxxi screamed. "My favorite." Stalin said, pumping his rifle. "Mine too." Eva said.
The two jumped in, Stalin as confident as ever. "Hey, how about a little wager? Whoever gets the most kills is claimed champion, and they must reveal their darkest secret." He said. "I was hoping you'd say that, sure" she said. The horns rang and the onslaught began.
After many hours, they had done it, they had defeated Hell-Burbia. Stalin looked at the score board, he had lost. He looked again, 'Eva: 618. Stalin: 613' he looked at Moxxi. "You rigged the counter! I want a corpse count!" he yelled. He had been using shock rounds and Eva had been using normal round so it was easier to determine, the corpse count wielded the same results. "Ok, that's all I wanted, I will leave now." He slung his rifle back onto his back, put his revolver into his holster and walked off, Eva ran off after him. "Better luck next time Stalin." She said. "You cheated" he said "you must've." "Nope just practice." She said.
They got in the runner and drove back to Fyrestone. "I can't wait to tell Melissa and Franky! I beat Mr. Hood himself!" she ran inside, it was empty. She called out for her sister, no reply. "Where is she?" she thought out loud.
*+* Oh, I'm sorry was that a cliffhanger? Well I meant to do it! Well this is compared to how competitive she is, and how competitive I am. Except IRL she has never held a gun, nor will she ever probably. IRL, I am trying to beat her in running speed. I am 15 seconds slower :(….. Well, see ya next time, HAHA!*+*
