Call The 1800 Number, Man!
Heya guys! I know you've probably already forgotten this fic existed and if you do remember then you have awesome memory! :) I would love to list ever awesome reviewer I've had for my fifth and sixth chapter (the sixth just being an announcement but still!) Soooo, here they are!
1) -x-X-'Amethystte'-X-x (Luv chu bestie! U reviewed FOUR fackin' times so CHU get to babysit Sapphira! XD)
2) L-Lawliet26 (Geez, I'm sorry! I was sooo braindead I couldn't come up with a NearxMatt convo! Hopefully this chappie will compromise your anger!)
3) Aries07 (Lol wow…chu being at the same amount of delusion as Mello in chapter 5 would be insane! There's a lesson kids! Don't ever drink too much coffee :)
4) X sematic-Shrooms (I luvv shrooooooms haha! FEAR THE PEZ CANDY ISH RIGHT! XD)
5) raineynight (caffeine and Tylenol don't mix hon…hahaha, ish not hysterical it's random and blah! My humor is a depressingly low! T.T)
6) Black Alice Butterfly (Hope you're not too mad about me not REALLY REALLY REALLY updating that quick! I sawwy!)
7) Tenseiga15 RaeRobForeva (Yep. Mello without chocolate and Pez substitution is funny! ^^)
8) Toongeek14 (Let me tell chu, what Matt finds isn't very helpful hahaha!)
9) yvonna (I guess it could be considered good enteratainment…yet I always down play myself and my work so *shrugs* hope chu likey!)
10) moon 72 (Please don't die if I don't continue to update…I'll be charged with murder *eye twitch* I luffles chu too! :)
11) Malignitas (Haha, I updated! Aren't chu so proud of mehh! XD I'm really glad you love the story!)
Well that really long list of loyal reviewers makes me want to throw up sparkles and glitter then prance around in my own shiny vomit but, being a human and that being impossible regardless…I guess I will settle for prancing around screaming that I luffles chu, kk? ^^
Anyways, I don't really have much else to say except that I hope you enjoy this extra long (my longest chapter) chappie and tad a! Feast upon the plot bunny carrots of doom!
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note TTT_TTT
Chapter 7: Queen Bees, Bitches
Normal Point of View
With Matt:
Matt banged his head against the bad of the old chair in a very annoyed, aggravated manner. Not only had he stayed up all night trying to hack into the old computer of the 'MafiaRosary' but he also found that the computer was bullshit.
'All those files were of an old meat processing and packaging plant…' The redhead thought to himself before concluding that the blonde he had been chatting with must've picked up the computer from the garbage basically.
What Matt didn't know was that if he had just followed the address of the meat procession files he would've came to what was now known as one of the mafia's hideouts thus leading him to an also unknowing Mello.
'Why do I even care about a strange emo chick anyways…? Geez, I'm wasting my time when I have a deadline to meet for all this other shit the boss throws on me.' He questioned to himself before just shaking his head and trying to forget about all the hopeless hours he'd just spent on a lost cause.
Just as Matt was about to get up, he heard a Ping! Which signaled that he just was sent a message from the dating service, what a surprise!
The twenty four year old male dragged the mouse over to have the cursor open the small envelope icon on the bottom right hand side before anticipating who they were.
MissingPuzzlePiece: hi :)
Oh hell, Near had actually looked up a site to study how to talk on a site like so and use emoticons. Well, isn't this going to be interesting!
Matt had been just as confused with the not capitalized lettering and the added smiley because his eyebrows creased as he tried to remember last time how the person acted.
'Last time I talked to this girl she was all up on the forgiveness trail and shit…what the hell happened there? Probably just how she thought her first impression should be.' Matt answered himself before briefly thinking of how to reply.
TheGuyoverThere: What up with you and your new chatting technique lol?
MissingPuzzlePiece: Oh so you have noticed, hm?
TheGuyoverThere: Uh, duh…I just mentioned it didn't I?
MissingPuzzlePiece: Of course, so you're the observant type?
TheGuyoverThere: I guess but it was kinda obvious.
MissingPuzzlePiece: Okay…what do you want to talk about?
TheGuyoverThere: Idk…explain your username to me :)
MissingPuzzlePiece: It's just pointing out that I'm missing a puzzle piece to my jigsaw puzzle.
TheGuyoverThere: No symbolic meaning directing itself to you being the missing piece to someone's life? :-P
MissingPuzzlePiece: That's interesting and ironic I suppose since I unknowingly did in cooperate that into my name.
TheGuyoverThere: Yeah…mine's really simple haha.
MissingPuzzlePiece: Ah, yes. I'm sorry but I must go. It was really pleasant getting to talk to you again.
TheGuyoverThere: Sure…
MissingPuzzlePiece has signed off the chat.
TheGuyoverThere has signed off the chat.
Matt flicked an old cigarette butt off the desk and reached for his flat sprite as he mused over his last conversation.
"It's interesting I guess…" The striped shirt wearing adult said to himself just as something came to mind.
'You know, Near was always into puzzles…them two would make a great couple!' He laughed at his remembrance of the albino teen.
He did owe Near for stopping those Japanese police from killing him on the spot those years ago where he had enough time to get to Mello.
All of the Kira investigation was confusing to him with all the supernatural bits and pieces…like how Near was able to stop Takada from killing Mello by writing her death a minute before and thus killing her first and cancelling Mello's death.
He sighed deeply, the whole investigation since L died had been a big up and down in Mello's and his friendship but he knows that Mello was good at heart considering that Mello had always been his true friend.
The whole mafia business is an extra strain with Mello still trying to outshine Near even though he is already been declared the new L.
With Near:
The white haired twenty two year old sat on the ground with one leg pulled up to his chest and a hand twirling a lock of hair.
'Why can't I let go and make myself more vulnerable? I'm sure these people have no idea of my identity yet isn't a dating site's purpose to express yourself and to come in contact with others?' Near pondered to himself about his evident lack of trust towards people.
He continued to scroll thoughtfully through the numerous lists of names that went through all of the site's members.
As he read over each person's username, he began to think back to his previous chat with the gamer.
'She must be pointing out with her username that she's aware of the men around her and she can find interest in one…most men wouldn't put such a puzzling penname since they'd revolt to using sports, hobbies, or cars as a name.' Near thought to himself, finally settling on his answer that the person he had just talked to was a female.
Why were all of the guys over-thinking each other so much and confusing their gender? Wouldn't just asking be the simplest of solutions? Well, when it comes to the Wammy boys then I guess they tend to over-analyze even the simplest of clues.
Near shifted positions slightly, reaching for his Mello puppet in which he placed his index finger.
A shadow of a smile worked its way onto his face as he began to think of how Mello reacted the day ne saved Mello's life. After all, he never had expected the blonde to forgive him but he assumed that he had to be somewhat grateful.
Then there was yet another Ping! However, this time it came from Near's very sleek white laptop. He clicked the link curiously before seeing a message that read, "You have been selected as a perfect match for 'MafiaRosary' based on your attributes in Intellect, Goals, and Childhood."
The pajama wearing Near then clicked on 'MafiaRosary' to start a private chat room with each other. Almost immediately after sending the invitation, she (he) accepted.
MissingPuzzlePiece: Hey.
MafiaRosary: Hi?
MissingPuzzlePiece: Um, did you receive a notice saying we were perfect matches based on our interests?
Near asked, not wanting to sound too interested or too direct to appear stalkerish towards the girl.
After all, he might have only spoken to Linda growing up at Wammy's only because of her obsession but he knew well enough that sometimes if you hurry into a conversation about something personal then it was bound to be unprogressive.
Maybe that was why his bluntness might be his social downfall all these years…
MafiaRosary: Yup.
MissingPuzzlePiece: …are you in the least bit interested in knowing more about me then?
MafiaRosary: Haha sure! This sounds like fun!
MissingPuzzlePiece: Ok, both of my parents are dead…
After a moment, Near almost face-palmed himself. Yes, Near. Face-palming because the first thing that came to mind at the time was saying so uncontrolled such as his parents' deaths.
'Well at least the whole arrangement for in-laws is unnecessary…' Near thought solemnly to himself.
MafiaRosary: Mine are too, what an awful surprise! T.T
MissingPuzzlePiece: Are you ok? You said awful surprise which can be mistaken…
MafiaRosary: Oh hell yeah! I'm the queen bee, bitches!
The albino sighed while switching his weight to his other knee before continuing on with the conversation. He couldn't withdrawal so quickly if he wants to proceed and find a relationship.
MissingPuzzlePiece: Uhh, that doesn't give me any evidence that you're sane…
MafiaRosary: Of course I'm sane! I raided to kitchen cabinets and found BROWNIE MIX! How awesome is that!
MissingPuzzlePiece: I suppose that could be considered awesome…
'I just used the awful term awesome in agreement to brownies…what's wrong with me?' He asked dumbly to himself, baffled by his own words.
MafiaRosary: Yep, some of my friends whipped up a batch and they added these huge sprinkles with little numbers and stuff carved into the sides! They tasted remotely like mints sorta! XD
MissingPuzzlePiece: Umm, did they perhaps resemble prescription pills?
Near rolled his eyes at the laptop screen. Yet another druggie but seriously, who openly admits they just popped pills like candy and used them as sprinkles for brownies!
MafiaRosary: D-did they drug me again? O.O
MissingPuzzlePiece: Again?
MafiaRosary: Well…yesterday they gave me Pez candy and then someone told me they were drugs sooo….T.T
MissingPuzzlePiece: Don't think you should go to the police? I mean…drug abuse is a crime and if someone is doing this to you then they need to be stopped.
'Hmm…maybe she's a prostitute who is drunk all the time and ends up in bad situations…yet why would she be on a dating site?' The young detective once again asked himself.
Why were people so confusing even though they are strangers?
MafiaRosary: Oh well, the chocolate and Pez tasted really really really damn good so I'll let it slip haha ^^.
MissingPuzzlePiece: Umm, this isn't awkward whatsoever. :)
MafiaRosary: Lol, yeah. Would you believe me if I said I had bitch bees to do anything I want? Cuz I AM the queen!
MissingPuzzlePiece: I assume you're high so I deduce that I have no other choice but to play along with you as long as you appear to be delusional.
MafiaRosary: Ahhh, so we're having a pity party for me? Woot! Don't forget the chocolate fountain! XDXDXD
MissingPuzzlePiece: You're very disturbing…
MafiaRosary: Say whaaa-! You're an insane cupcake lol!
MissingPuzzlePiece: Before this gets anymore unbearably random and uncalled for I think I will take my leave…
MafiaRosary: Kk, catch ya later! Luffles ya! :)
MissingPuzzlePiece has signed off the chat.
MafiaRosary has signed off the chat.
Near silently skimmed over each of both of their entries and he sighed. Twenty three minutes of talking was his limit evidently.
He couldn't help but admit that the weird girl did fascinate him to no end. I mean, they didn't appear to be soul mates judging by their absolutely different characteristics and how they speak…
He closed his laptop after signing off and stood before slowly moving across the room to his extremely large scale model of the Wammy's House he was making out of numerous, extensive amounts of dice all at his disposal.
As he once again sat to resume where he had stopped, his thoughts remained on the two people that he had chatted with today and how both of them could easily be anyone anywhere in the world.
Sooooo, I updated, neh? Haha, in this chapter you've found out that Mello and Matt had both survived the Kira investigation. It's called fanfiction people and just because I cried when they died doesn't mean I have to re-shed those tears if I'm so cruel as to leave Near without a relationship!
I'm really sorry for my bad humor, the plot bunnies are still recovering from the heat stroke, starvation, dehydration, scurvy, and whatever else kinds of diseases and horrid health conditions that live inside my brain. Maybe add rabies, color blindness, I don't know! The poor plot bunnies were highly abused and neglected in their cages! Don't blame me! :)
Anyways! I enjoy reviews please! Along with subscribers and those who fave me and my stories! It shows me that you guys luffles meee!
Until I update again,
~Goody X3
AKA: The most sadly confused plot bunny-murderer and horrible updater eva! There, I admit it! :(
