A/N I don't own the songs in this chapter. Enjoy!


"Dude."

"Don't call me dude."

"Do you guys realize this is the second time you've held me hostage?"

"Yup."

"Dude."

"DON'T CALL ME DUDE! I AM THE SUPREME OVERLORD OF THE NEW WORLD!"

"...what?"

"Forget it."

"If I'm not playing Zombie Mayhem 4 in the next ten minutes, I'm going to hurt you."

"You're tied to a bed with licorice! Please explain to me how you plan to do that!"

"...I hadn't thought that far ahead...get out and leave me alone!" I yelled.

"Whatever." He muttered and left. I started to eat my way out of the licorice. Now I can finally reach my DS! I played it. I played it GOOD. REAL GOOD!

After I beat the game I started to wonder where Mello was. I kind of missed him and his mood swings.

How did I get kidnapped anyway?

"You, change your mind, like a girl, changes clothes. And you! Pms! Like a bitch! I would know!" Someone sung.

"I'M SLEEPING OVER HERE! SHUT UP!" I yelled. One of Near's creations walked in.

"What is your issue?!" It yelled.

"...My cereal doesn't fill up the bowl..." I explained.

"...What does that mean?" It asked.

"Umm...cinnamon."

"You're so weird!" It screamed at me and left...What just happened?


Meanwhile...

Mello's POV

Where the hell is he? I know he's hiding because he stole my flat-iron. This won't be forgiven! How the hell am I supposed to do my hai-...Oh wait...nevermind. It's in my bag...


The two Near clones came in and tied me up with rope.

"Dude. I'm gonna get rope burn."

"DON'T CALL ME DUDE!" They both yelled. I sighed.

"Ok, bye. We're gonna blow this place up now." One of them said...that's not good.

"...You're leaving me?...And blowing me up?"

"Yeah."

"No!"

"Yes."

"What do I do after you blow it up?" I asked.

"You die!"

"...No, I'm pretty sure you stop, drop, and roll in that situation."

"You're hopeless! For a genius you're pretty dumb!"

"Don't call me dumb. It makes me wanna hurt you."

"Just shut up, okay."

"I'm the type of girl you wanna chew up on my bubble gum, I'm the type of girl you wanna take to yo mama house! Take, take, take, take, take to yo mama house!" I sung.

"You're the only frigging hostage I ever thought about returning! I feel really bad for Near and Mello if they have to put up with you all day!"

"I feel bad for your face!" I yelled.

"...Oh no you did not just go there."

"Oh, yes I DID. I went there and came back with a souvenir."

"You're so weird!"

"I'm also extremely handsome. Thank you for noticing."

"His face is kind of nice..." The other one said. They both walked out. I DON'T WANNA GET BLOWN UP!

I heard them stop walking.

"Why y'all up in my building yo?" A deep voice said.

"Umm..."

"Get out fo' I gotta open a can of whoopass!"

"A can of whoo-" There was a crash sound.

"Want another can?" The deep voice said.

"No sir..." One of the Nears whimpered.

"Cause I got plenty left. Now get your small self out my abandoned hospital." This hospital is abandoned? Why?

"Excuse me, Mr. Dude." I peeked out into the hallway and said. This dude was, like, 10 feet tall. Both of the clones were in the wall. IN the wall.

"Get your skinny ass out my abandoned hospital." I then proceeded to get my skinny ass out of his abandoned hospital. I ran...I had no idea where I was going. I pulled out my phone and called Mello.

"MATTWHERETHEHELLHAVEYOUBEEN? IWASLOSINGMYMIND-" I put the phone down for a second because his screaming was hurting my ear. I pulled it back up.

"ANDTHENIWASSCREAMING! ANDAREYOULISTENINGTOME? COMEBACKHERENOW! MATTIKNOWYOUHEREME! IWASSLEEPINGANDTHEN-" I hung up on him. He called me back and continued screaming.

"ANDIHADABAGELANDI'MSOUPSETITHOUGHTYOUWEREDEAD! SOISCREAMEDALOT...So how are you?"

"...I'm okay..."

"Where are you?"

"...I have no idea."

"Ask somebody."

"Uh...okay sure." As I was walking back to the abandoned hospital, people were running out of it screaming...and then it blew up. I gasped.

"Hey kid, where am I?" I stopped a little boy.

"Hell if I know." He said and ran off. Useless child. Some people were running into a van and I ran in with them. I stayed in the back and tried not to make any noise. A little girl turned to me.

"Who are you?" She whispered.

"...Uh...Uncle Steve..." She hugged me.

"I KNEW you weren't dead, Uncle Steve. Will you play with me and read me stories again? Just like you used to?"

"Yeah...totally."

"What's your favorite color?"

"Red, I guess."

"Favorite food?"

"My favorite type of food is free."

"How old are you, Uncle Steve?"

"...How old do you think I am?"

"You look like a teenager right now, but it's really dark in here. But I'm pretty sure my mom said you're 65."

"I am 65."

"You don't look like it. What happened?"

"...Umm...magic."

"Magic?"

"Yeah sure."

"Can you teach me how to use magic too?"

"Amanda! Who are you talking to?" The person in the passenger seat asked.

"Uncle Steve!" Amanda yelled. Oh no.

"Uncle Steve died last year, honey."

"But he's back here..."

"Shut your face hole little girl!" I whispered to Amanda. She nodded and said sorry.

"Nevermind. I was just joking." Amanda explained. I really hadn't thought this through. This car could be headed anywhere. What if I didn't get back? What would they do without me? Who would Mello be able to trust in a blackout? Who would he be able to run away from Wammy's with? Who would he be held hostage with? These questions haunted me.


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