Chapter 7: Trust Me

[Katarina]

I picked up the glass before me.

Something felt off.

But it wasn't the brandy.

The good brandy.

I set the glass down and sighed. My assassin instincts were telling me to stay sober, and they had never failed me before.

Tryndamere stumbled over from the other side of the bar, clutching another glass of alcohol.

I waved him off and he blinked at me, eyes narrowed.

"I thought ye didn't switch bodies, Sinister Blade!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" I growled.

"You can drink Tryndamere under the table on a good Tuesday! Fine drinker you are! What's with you today?" He bellowed, slamming the drink down in front of me. Half the contents sloshed out onto the wooden counter top, some of it landing on my leather pants.

I glared at him and wiped it off.

Why was he talking about himself in the third person?
Wait...

That wasn't Tryndamere, was it... It was Gragas. Hence the barkeeping.

Gragas/Tryndamere grabbed two glasses and a bottle of whiskey from behind him. "Here, girl. On me." He winked.

No. I was not going to get drunk today.

Something still felt off.

And then it hit me, at the same moment that someone was smashed through the door.

Syndra floated in, eyes glowing purple and hand outstretched towards Warwick.

Neither of those were in their actual bodies, which meant that...

"HEY! NO FIGHTING IN THE BAR!" a drunk Gragas/Tryndamere roared, staggering towards the hovering Ionian only to be knocked into Shen. Who probably wasn't Shen, either.

Syndra opened her mouth. "FINALLY. I CAN HUNT DOWN MONSTERS WITH UNSTOPPABLE POWER!"

Warwick went flying across the room again.

Ah. Vayne.

The Blood Hunter staggered to his feet, whimpering. "I'm not Warwick! I'm Draven!"

Ah. Draven. What a fitting body swap for him.

Just then, Gragas lumbered into the room as well, wearing a pair of XXXL trackpants and tracksuit. "I DEMAND MY BODY BACK! I CAN'T EVEN DO ONE PUSHUP IN THIS BODY!"

Gragas/Tryndamere groaned, sitting up. "No!"

Well, it was a good thing that the bar was mostly empty.

I shunpo'ed to Syndra and dashed out the door, passing a squadron of summoners on my way back to my room.

"Hey Roomie," I said, smirking as I walked into the room. I stopped as I beheld Akali sitting on her bed with tears streaming down her face.

She looked up and quickly wiped them away, sniffling. "Hey."

I shrugged, leaning against the wall with my arms crossed. I didn't do well with tears.

Akali looked down again, and that was when I noticed the silver box in her hand.

I pointed to it. "What's that?"
She quickly hid it behind her back. "What's what?"
My eyes narrowed and a small smile crept across my face. "You know I can still see it, right."

Oh, the benefits of bluffing.

Her face, already rosy from crying, reddened even more. "I-It's nothing."
"Nothing, eh? Then you won't mind if I take a look?" One step closer.

"No! I mean, yes, I do mind!"
"You don't mind? Ok then." Two steps closer.

Akali stood up. "Katarina. I mean it. Step away."

"Or else what?" I mocked, taking yet another step.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

I took my roommate's brief distraction to shunpo behind her and grab the box.

She whirled around. "Hey! Give it back!"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

I danced out of her reach and jumped up onto the bed while opening the lid. "Sucks to be youu~"

"KATARINA! I MEAN IT!" The Fist of Shadow grabbed her kama's and dashed at me.

Wow, now I really wanted to see what was in this box.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

"Fist of Shadow! Sinister Blade! Open the door this instant!" Someone yelled from the other side of the door.

I ignored the voice and ducked away from my roommate, reading the message in the box.

Happy birthday, Akali

- Zed

Whoa, what?!

Now I felt sort of guilty.

I turned to face the Ionian. "Wait... It's your birthday?"

She dignified my question with an angry glare.

I glanced down at the box and ring before tossing it back to her. Without looking her way, I moved to the door and opened it.

[Akali]

What a bitch. She had no right to look at my personal stuff. It was my personal stuff! Did she have no respect for privacy? Gods, what an arrogant, insensitive, bi- whoa...

My inner rant was cut short as my pig of a roommate opened the door.

I blinked. Katarina blinked.

... Why was there a battering ram aimed at our door?

The summoners outside stared at us and then lowered the ram. One of them cleared his throat and stepped towards us.

"Er, good evening. Ahem..."

Katarina glared. "The fuck do you want? Spit it out, I haven't got all day!"

The Summoner flinched at the venom in her tone. "I-uh..." He thrust a sheet of paper towards Katarina, and she snatched it out of his hand as he continued talking.

"Well... We've been having some issues with the switched champions... And so we've decided to try, ah... Roommate trust building exer-"

The Sinister Blade slammed the door in his face and turned to me, wordlessly holding out the paper.

I took it from her and read over it.

No shitting... We really had to do roommate trust building exercises.

I looked up and locked gazes with Katarina. "This is stupid."
"Agreed. We tell them we did it?"
"Agreed."

She cracked a small smile while I remained stoic.

The paper in my hand suddenly started vibrating and flashing blue. It grew unbearably hot, and I dropped it, hissing in pain.

Instead of fluttering down like paper would, it dropped like a stone with a loud Clunk. A little white dot appeared in the center, and a small figure appeared on top of it like some sort of hologram.

It was High Councillor Kolminye.

"I thought you might say something like that." The hologram said, glaring at us with tiny glowing red eyes. "That is why, unless you want to spend time in Detention, you will do these exercises. Understood?"

Detention? No way in hell! Not even to get away from Katarina. Nope. No way. Nuh-uh.

"UNDERSTOOD?!" The hologram screeched.

"... Understood." I grumbled at the same time as Katarina.

"Good." Kolminye smiled and disappeared in a puff of smoke. The white dot disappeared, and blocks of text appeared on the page. The blue hue faded to white.

Katarina sighed and picked the paper up. "First exercise: the Trust Fall."

She looked at me disbelievingly. "Oh fuck."

Author's Note: Hiatus Info

Story specific notes are not bolded. Important stuff is.

I know that sucked. I know it was short. But it's only PART of the next chapter, the reason being that it isn't completed yet and won't be anytime soon.

Matter of fact, I might actually take Roommates down. It is a project that I know will take me a long time, and I just don't have that commitment right now :( maybe in the future. Yeah. Or I may take it as a collab again with someone.

So, sorry, and here is why Roommates is "IN HIATUS".

[This was written separately, and is the same in all my stories]

Hey guys… So i'm thinking of quitting fanfiction.

Jk haha. But I will be taking a short break.

I don't know if you have noticed, but all of my projects have been put 'In Hiatus'. This is only until I feel like writing again.

If you read any of my other stories, you may notice that everything has been updated. This is because I wanted to get this author's note out to you guys, so you didn't have to wonder about my update speed.

Writing is a true passion of mine, but for now, I think I will take a break from it. I've been slaving over these latest updates; TIOLL took me 2 months to churn out that shitty 4000 word chapter, and I would rather update again in 5 months than give you quality like that while also stressing myself out. And it's stressful. I don't really want to write these stories anymore, so I will be taking a short break from them until I feel ready to delve into this humour mindset again. Plus, my life has just gotten plenty busier so I wouldn't even be able to find the time really to put fingers to keyboard and write chappies for you guys.

That said, I will still check my PM's, reviews, Docx, and other things daily, so if you want to chat or ask for my Beta services, I'm still available!

Lastly, I want to say that I'm sorry. It seems that some of you seem to genuinely enjoy my stories, to which I am eternally grateful, and I feel awful about stopping the updates, even if only for a temporary period :(

This part of the author's notes will be the same for each of my stories. So if you want to read the story-specific ones, they will be in bold above this one.

Thank you for sticking with me up until this point; I have no words to thank you with, and I do hope that I continue to produce worthy content!

Ending things on a positive note, I have a new poll on my profile; Snowdown Chaos is drawing to an end, which means that there will be a new story up sooner or later. Vote for the one you want to see uploaded! Or PM me if you must haha!

Well, thanks again, and I'm so sorry. Best of luck in literature!

~Creator0fWords