A/N: So, I have decided to update this fanfiction. I don't know, maybe it's because I'm procrastinating so I don't have to update my SNK one, or because I've convinced myself people actually still read this one. Any how, here we are. Another update may happen. May Happen, No Guarantee. And as always, thank you to those who have read and reviewed, reviews have always helped to inspire me to continue writing.

Anyways, enough of this! Please enjoy this new chapter!

Egotists

Jane practically skipped down the hallway, Veto following behind her at a more leisurely pace. "Must you move so quickly? I do believe we have plenty of time to walk wherever it is we are headed."

"I'm sorry, Veto! I'm just so excited right now! Aren't you? You should be... I mean specialities are a really big deal, I mean-"

And there she goes, Veto sighed internally, shutting Jane out completely. Unfortunately for her, there really wasn't much around for her to focus her attention on in the corridor. Looking behind her, Veto caught sight of someone further down the hall, they seemed to be heading in the same direction.

Veto turned forwards again, curiosity beginning to make a nest in the back of her mind. They had been to far back for her to describe anything about them other then their dark hair and the fact that they were certainly taller then Jane, or herself for that matter.

"Hey, Ve, are ya listen'in?"

Veto blinked, making eye contact with the brunette. "'Ve'?" She muttered, sounding a little more snarky then she meant.

Jane's expression fell a bit. "I- I'm sorry, I just found that Veto got a little tedious to say..."

Veto bit back a sigh, the girl's sudden mood change annoying her. "It's fine, just... Don't over use it, alright?"

The ginger swore the other girl's eyes almost popped out of her head at this. "Okay! You've got it! I mean, wow!" Jane started, linking arms with Veto without a single warning, and beginning to glide through the halls again. "We barely just met and we're already giving each their nicknames to shorten our nicknames! Oh, hey, maybe you could call me Ja for short? Oh no... That sounds like the German word for yes... And that might confuse people a bit... Maybe you could call me-"

An ambulance? Veto thought, gritting her teeth and fuming quietly as the girl began babbling again. When will I be free of this?!

Luckily for Veto, they were nearing the end of their little excursion. Though those few feet felt more like light years to the poor girl.

"Oh hello there, Jane! And who might your little friend be?" A kind faced woman with a sickeningly sweet smile greeted the two girls as Jane pushed into a room without an introduction.

"This fine new recruit is Veto!" Jane answered, squeezing Veto's arm in her's with an equally sweet smile.

"Oh! A new one, are you?" The woman stated more than asked. "Well, I am Caroline Cameron. But you can call Ms. CeCe if you'd prefer."

Veto frowned arching a brow. But don't both of those start with a C-A? She opened her mouth to voice this when Jane pipped up.

"We're here to ask you to analyze Veto so she can get heads up on what her speciality might be!"

Cameron chuckled slightly. "Yes, I did assume that was why you were here, but I'm glad I know for sure now. It's good to have everyone on the same page."

Though Jane may not have caught it, Veto certainly did. There was something about the blonde woman's tone that irked Veto. It was something similar to sarcasm, but not... Veto couldn't quite remember what the right words were...

"Well, Jane, I'm sure you know that to do that, you have to vacate the room. These chats are strictly one-on-one."

Jane nodded, then looked at Veto with a warm smile. "Best of luck! I'll be waiting just outside!" With that she left, closing the oak office door behind her gently.

Veto stood alone, facing the woman that was really rubbing her the wrong way.

The woman's entire demeanour changed as she reclined back in her chair behind her desk. "So, Veto was it? Please have a seat."

Veto sat down politely in the chair Cameron had gestured to, never breaking eye contact.

"So you're the one Watari had specially delivered here himself, huh?" She seemed to drivel more to herself then to Veto.

"No." Veto spoke, though she was positive that she was not meant to. "I was not brought here by him specifically. Though he was the one who made the arrangements for me to be taken here, he did not, in any way, bring me here."

Veto watched as a tick worked in the older woman's jaw. She must have been mid 30's at the least. "Thank you for the clarification, though I was actually well aware of how you got here." She said in a sticky sweet voice.

That's it! Snobbish, overbearing, egotistical... Those are the words! She realized, not seeing the thought at all rude. The woman just happened to meet all of these descriptions. "Well, as long as we're all on the same page." She quoted the woman's own words in an equally sweet tone.

"You know you aren't supposed to do that, right?"

Jane jumped, stepping away from crack in the door she had been peering through. "What the hell do you want?"

Beyond Birthday, one of the most well renowned Letters, mostly due to his ability to get on everyone's nerves. One second, he would be a simple quiet genius, the next he would be a boisterous jerk. And now he was calling Jane out for doing something 'bad'.

"I have an appointment with Ms. CeCe." He said, practically sneering the kind woman's name.

"Don't say her name like that, she is wonderful person! And if you don't like going to her office, try stuffing your ego where the sun doesn't shine and you probably won't be sent here so often." Jane commented. In Whammy's House Ms. CeCe was kind of a mix between a guidance counsellor and a vice principal. And Jane though she did the job very well.

Beyond's mouth twitched slightly. "Oh yes, she is an amazing person, and I'll get right on that whole shoving process, maybe you have a few pointers?." He replied, his voice dripping with acidic sarcasm. "Now could you postpone your eaves dropping so I can get my business done an over with?"

Jane opened her mouth to tell him he wasn't allowed in, but he slipped by without so much as another word. What a complete- flip'in asshole!