Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice
"God damn it. Is this bomb central or something? All I've been doing is run away from bombs for five minutes now."
-RIIIIING RIIIIING-
"Moshi Moshi?" (Hello?)
"Yo."
"Don't 'yo' me! What am I supposed to do? I didn't hear the plan!"
"Isn't that your problem?" Hotaru asked as if she was bored. (which she probably was)
"Yes...wait a minute, No, it is NOT my fault!" I screamed into the phone.
"If you damage my eardrums, I'll make you pay the hospital fee and extra for my time."
"... For goodness sake, just say what you called me for."
"Go to room 307 on floor 6."
Hm? I passed that room a few minutes ago!
"Alright. I'm here. What's next?"
"Do you see the file cabinet to your left?"
"Yeah?"
"Open it, obviously."
"Huh? Oh, right." I said and went to open it. I faintly heard her saying something like 'Why do I have to work with these idiots?'
Well sorry if I'm an idiot then.
"Okay, I've opened it. Now what?"
"Find 'Mikan Sakura' what else?"
"Er...right."
I searched through each folder until I found hers.
"There! I found it!"
"What took you so long? They were supposed to be in alphabetical order."
"...They were? I didn't take notice."
"-o Baka"
"Hm? Did you say something I didn't catch?"
"No. Anyways, it should say where she is on the folder. Read where it says 'cell #' It should be there."
After a few seconds of flipping, I found it. "It says cell 589 on floor 18!...Why does an abandoned building have so many floors?"
"No idea. Back to the point, find her, but keep the file with you. Put everything else back into place though."
"'Kay Roger out."
"Don't treat me like an idiot. No one says 'Roger out' in the 21st century except kids."
"Ok then 'See ya later?'"
"...Guess that would work."
"Then see you later!"
-Beep Beep-
I so totally need to get more exercise. Just running to the elevator used up most of my energy. I pressed the button and a few seconds later, the elevator doors opened.
I stepped inside and pressed '18' and the doors closed.
Instead of going up, like I thought I would, the elevator seems to go down instead. Must be my imagination.
The elevator doors opened with a ding, and I stepped out. When I stepped out, the elevator seems to close behind me like I'll never see it again. Must be my imagination.
I looked around, and dusted some things off. Did the sunlight seem to come in from the ceiling? Must be my imagination.
The dust was so thick! Did no one come here for a million years or something? Must be my imagination.
Suddenly, I heard a ding and the elevator doors opened. A silhouette of a man stepped out.
That was definitely NOT my imagination.
Sorry for only giving so little even though you gys waited for so long. I was busy with my other story, so c'mon, give me some sympathy here.
Anyways,
Ja na
SS99