Author's Note:

Another one... meh... these beginning author's notes are starting to become drab... Well, this one takes place the following morning of Mellohi Hall.

The morning was grey and cloudy, unusual, but factual. Weirdo-Cupidon was up to her own wiles, with Odd-Abhor doing the opposite likewise... opposite likewise? An interesting concept, huh? Kind of like almost never.

Occasionally, Odd-Abhor would chuckle to himself, which kind of got on Weirdo's nerves, but she didn't complain. She was too busy plotting romance. But Odd had just come up with a devish plot that would put a certain couple at their throats. The plan was almost in full motion, and he wanted to let Weirdo know about it so that the blow wouldn't be so hard.

"Weirdo, I've got a little trick up my sleeve." He whispered into her ear. She looked up, rolling her eyes. He laughed. "Those two, always bickering..." He spoke loudly enough for her to hear. "Then, they just laugh and make up... cute couple, right?" He nudged her; she glanced at him, her face a confused one. "Not for long!" He held up a toothbrush in her face so she could see. She gasped in shock, her surprised expression quickly becoming one of anger.

"You sick monster!"

"Oh, yes! Me, sick monster!" He cheered. She shook her head in dismay and frustration.

"You wouldn't!"

"I would! I would and I will and I am!" He shouted as if he was a man rising to power, which he was at that moment. "They'll never get over this one! Not for a crippling while, they won't!" He laughed evilly. Weirdo felt like she was about to faint, and then quickly set to work creating some sort of a counter-plot that would be the agent of healing for this horrendous act of hatred to be commited.

POV Switch

It had been fifteen minutes.

'She said it'd only be five.' Magnus thought to himself as he waited outside of Gabriel's bathroom for Ellegaard to finish showering. He heard the door click and finally she emerged, wearing nothing but an undershirt and some shorts. She smelled of soap and it tickled his nose... he can't have been that ticked off, though, because he couldn't stop looking at her for the first few seconds.

After she left, he shook himself out of the trance and walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth when he found the works of a master of annoyed hatred.

The tube of toothpaste. It was... t-twisted...

He grabbed the tube, glaring at it for a few seconds.

'How the heck am I supposed to get any paste out of THIS thing?!' He looked up from the sink before rushing into the main room where the friends were still recovering from their horrific yesterday.

"Ellegaard, did you do this?!" He shouted angrily. Ellegaard looked at him with a face of disbelief. Was he getting ballistic about... this?

"Yes...?"

"WHYYY?!"

"I don't know."

"WHO TWISTS THE TUBES THESE DAYS?! I MEAN, COME ON! CAN'T YOU JUST HAVE ROLLED IT INSTEAD? OR SQUEEZED IT FROM THE BOTTOM UP LIKE A NORMAL PERSON?!"

"Well look who woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Ellegaard sneered annoyedly.

"OH! SO I WOKE UP ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE BED TODAY?! WELL, AT LEAST I DON'T TWIST THE TUBE!"

"Uh... Magnus?" Soren tried to interject as calmly and quietly as possible. Ellegaard stopped him with knowing eyes filled with compassion.

"It's alright, Soren. I've got this." She told him softly. She looked back at Magnus. "WHAT ARE YOU, THREE?! WHO GIVES A CRAP WETHER OR NOT THE TUBE IS TWISTED?!"

"I DO, BECAUSE NOW I CAN'T GET THE TOOTHPASTE OUT OF THE FRIKKIN' TUBE OF PASTE!"

"WELL MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO GRUMPY TO DO ANYTHING RIGHT!"

"MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE YOU TWIST THE TUBES TOO TIGHT, WHICH MAKES ME TO GRUMPY TO DO ANYTHING RIGHT!"

"THAT WAS THE MOST LOGICAL THING YOU'VE SAID AT ALL TODAY, MAGNUS!"

"LOGIC?! YOU WANT LOGIC?!"

"NO! I JUST DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE SO CONCERNED ABOUT TWISTED TUBES OF TOOTHPASTE!" Ellegaard screamed back. The friends stared shockedly at the two people arguing with each over a twisted tube of toothpaste.

"WELL MAYBE I'M CONCERNED BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE GETTING MUSCLE CRAMPS IN MY HANDS BECAUSE YOU TWIST TUBES!"

"WELL THANKS. THANKS FOR ANSWERING MY QUESTION, MAGNUS!"

"YOU'RE WELCOME, ELLEGAARD!"

"FINE!"

"DOUBLE FINE!" With that, the two forced their way out of the door, of course bumping into each other as they fought to be the first person to leave the room, leaving a confused and shocked audience behind.

"... uh... what just happened?" Itscartooncookie asked slowly.

"I think it's called crabbiness?"

"Anger-issues?"

"Fiery vibrating coals, burning red as cherries, in the core of an Enderchest, hugged by the arms of the devil himself?" Ocelott guessed. Everyone slowly stared at Ocelott in disbelief. "What? That's what anger looks like to me."

"... sssuuure... why not?" Was Olivia's reply. Soren rubbed the back of his head.

"Well... why don't we go get breakfast?"

"I hate it." Ocelott numbly inserted.

"What?!"

"I said I ate it."

"... owkaaayy...?" Silence ruled for five straight seconds.

"Uhm... do they do that all the time?" Lukas asked slowly.

"Eating breakfast, or hating it?" Ocelott asked with a happy-go-lucky face.

"'Ateing' isn't a word, Ocelott." Axel told her.

"I didn't say that."

"No, not that. Magnus and Ellegaard."

"Well, that's not at all what I just said!" Ocelott pointed out with a confused face.

"No, not you. I wasn't asking about you."

"This freak's playin' mind-games! Cover your butts!" Ocelott shouted before rushing into the kitchen. A loud clatter of pots and pans was heard, following by very soft metallic clings, and Ocelott rushed back into the main room with discs made of tin-foil. "I made mind-game-playing freak proof hats for everyone!" She announced as she passed them all out.

"Uh... go ahead, Lukas. We're listening." Soren advised an unsettled Ocelot.

"You're actually going to LISTEN to him?!"

"Magnus and Ellegaard, do they fight often?" Lukas asked again.

"Yes!" Soren, Gabriel, Axel, Petra, Jesse and Olivia shouted in unison. Shockedly, Lukas silently backed down. "Okay... let's go, everyone."

POV Switch

Odd-Abhor laughed maniacally while Weirdo-Cupidon rocked back and forth in a corner, sucking her thumb of course.

"WHAT KIND OF MAGIC IZZ THAT?!" She wept. Odd gave a loud 'ha'.

"Like my father once said, 'Nothing splits 'em faster than twisted tubes'! So, what did your father teach you, huh? Who's?! Yo?! Daddy?!" He was seeming less like his dark-self, more like a proud toddler with the mind of an early-teen on caffeine and thug-videos. Weirdo slowly looked up, her eyes wide with shock. Then, her face twisted into a proud smile.

"My daddy is better than yo' daddy! And he's got toenail fungus like you wouldn't believe!" She shouted proudly. Odd stared at her with a shocked face for a few seconds. "Oops... I meant to say he's got skills like you wouldn't believe."

"How'd you manage to mess that line up?!"

"Shut up, Odd, and watch the master at work!" She demanded while popping her fingers. Odd scoffed, rolling his eyes at her drama.

"So what're you gonna do? Just put them back together? That's gonna..." He quickly shut his mouth as not to give away his new vantage point. Weirdo smiled, her skin literally brightening as if she was having some sort of divine revelation in the form of bioluminescence.

"That's it!" She rushed into another room in the captain's lodge. Odd cringed at the assortment of ghast-wails, followed by cats singing. His eyes widened in shock at the unbelievable noise of pots and pans talking to each other, and much more sensibility left him at the cry of the wood block. Finally, Weirdo emerged from the closet with a black suitcase. She plopped it onto the table where the steering-wheel was located and opened it. Odd stared at the object within, it would've been an amazing looking gun, hadn't it been hot pink and decorated with hearts, but it was still a gun in the least.

"What is that?" Odd asked curiously as Weirdo took the gun out of its suitcase with an almost sinister grin.

"I call her Kiss."

"Hey! It rhymes with-" Weirdo headbutted him in the face with amazing force.

"Shut up and pay attention!" She demanded. "Now, where was I? Ah, yes. I call her 'Kiss'."

"What does it do?" Odd moaned as he hugged his throbbing head.

"Glad you asked. Kiss is a type of phsyco-gun created in the 80s by a mad scientist who couldn't get the chimpanzees of the Byzantine empire to fall in love with the birds."

"Wait. What?! Why would he want a chimp to make love to a bird?!"

"He wanted them to have flying chimpanzee babies so that he could prove to people that the Wizard of Oz was real at some point in time." She explained as if that was entirely normal everyday stuff. Odd blinked.

"Why?"

"Well, when he proved that Oz was real, his mother would let him out of the toilet."

"I'm not even going to ask. Just... what do you need that for?"

"Well, I'm going to shoot Magnus and Ellegaard with it."

"But why?"

"Well, after I hit them with this baby, nothing will be able to seperate them!... for a limited time, anyhow... say... thirty-minutes?" Odd groaned.

"So... it's a gush-gun?"

"No. It's a gun that makes people realize things, romantic things, about each other... then comes the gush."

"This is gonna be so weird..." He groaned as she grabbed the weapon and took aim. She scoffed.

"My first name is Weird." She replied as she pulled the trigger. The pink beam was so bright that it almost appeared to be fully white in color. After a few seconds, the path of light was cut off. Weirdo stared back in shock. "Uh... I was so focused on sounding like a kick-butt hitman-woman to make you doubt yourself... and I wasn't looking where I was aiming."

POV Switch

"Okay, so... Magnus said that we were gonna talk about what he and Axel saw, but he's nowhere to be found." Jesse stated as they all had a breakfast of eggs and bacon. Yep. Eggs and bacon. Couldn't be more cliche.

"Well... what should we do while we wait for Magnus to turn up?" Petra asked.

"Well... we could play charades." Olivia suggested. Once again, we couldn't be more cliche.

"Why would we play charades?" Aiden asked, poking his fork at his eggs. Olivia shrugged, realizing that it was just something random that had come to her mind.

"Why don't we-"

"No, Ocelott." Itscartooncookie interrupted before she could further horrify someone. Reuben walked up to Ocelott, a smile on his face.

"Aww, you want some breakfast?" She asked kindly. She looked at Jesse. "Can I feed him?"

"Sure, go ahead." Jesse replied with a grin. Ocelott's smile grew wider and she reached for some eggs and ate them herself. She looked at Reuben once more, seeing that he was still waiting for her to feed him.

"Here yah go!" She handed him a piece of bacon, which he promptly devoured.

"You did not..." Itscartooncookie gaped shockedly.

"He... ate it." Whistler added, equally unsettled. Ocelott continued to stare happily at Reuben while he enjoyed his breakfast snack. Oh, Ocelott. So oblivious it's cannibalistic.

"You want some more?" She asked, picking up another piece of bacon.

"No!" Jesse shouted from across the table.

"But he likes it!"

"And that's the scary part. Why don't you feed..." Olivia glanced around frantically for a pet to replace Reuben with. Her eyes landed on a chicken. "Clucky the Chicken?" She passed the chicken around the entire table to Ocelott who was sitting right next to her. Don't blame her! It's not like she was going to pass it to the right! That's bad table manners. *poutey face*.

Ocelott looked at Clucky for a few seconds before Soren started sneezing wildy, an action which was ignored by most.

"You want some breakfast, Clucky?" She asked happily, putting the bacon down and grabbing some eggs. "Here yah go!" Before the chicken could eat her cooked child, she was snatched up by a gracious Gabriel. What is WRONG with that cat-girl?!

"Uh... why don't you just feed... uh..." Olivia started to look around for another animal that, hopefully, didn't have its own cooked version of itself on the table. As she searched, she lay eyes of Magnus who was walking, fire in his eyes. "Oh, there's Magnus." She pointed out.

"Oh goody!" Ocelott shouted before grabbing a plate of green veggies and leaping across the entire length of the table.

"Oh shoot!" Axel yelled. The cat wasn't through. She rushed up to Magnus and, using advanced martial-arts, knocked him to the floor.

"WHAT THE HECK?!" He shouted before realizing that Ocelott was on top of him with the plate of food.

"EAT YOUR LEAFY GREENS, MAGNUS! THEY'RE GOOD FOR YOU, AND GREEN IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR!" She screamed as she started stuffing his face. Back at the table, the Orders of the Stones... weird... the two Orders stared in shock as he screamed while she crammed green-beans, salad and other green things into his mouth, wasting no time in shoving them down his throat.

"This is... not the weirdest thing that's happened to me all week." Soren noted.

"Yeah..." For that short instance, they all just sat there, trying their best to ignore the insensitive eat-all-your-veggies commands of Ocelott who was yelling over a choking, gagging Magnus. After a few minutes, the noise got unbearable, and Axel was about to make a notice about it before a pink, almost white beam of light zapped the living codes out of him and he hit the floor.

"Uh..." They slowly looked at Ocelott, who had only turned around at the sound of the beam.

"What're you starin' at me for?! I didn't do it!... at least not this time!" She replied, sounding more like she was from the ghetto than happy-go-lucky. the group delicately looked away. Ocelott glared down at Magnus. "Oh! You ate all your veggies! Good for you!" She got off of his chest, pulling him to his feet in one swift motion. After dusting the torn veggies off of him, she walked off as if there weren't bits of spinach in his ears and nostrils. After she left, he collapsed like a fresh timber.

Ocelott sat back at the table, a smile on her face. "Who else do I get to feed?!" She asked happily.

"No one! You can't feed ANYONE else!" Soren screamed. Ocelott stared at him, her green orbs staring into his black ones. Her eyes began to grow wet; she blinked them, tears streaming down her face. Then she burst out crying. Like a little kit. Sobbing, even!

"Why can't I feed anyone else?" She stammered through her weeping.

"Can't feed anyone?! Who said that?!" Soren replied, putting on a dopey smile.

"You diiidd!" Ocelott cried, pointing at his face.

"That's because I have a disease that makes me say things I don't mean to say! What I meant to say was 'Yes! You can feed this ragdoll!'" He handed her a little ragdoll which stared back at her with dead eyes.

"Ragdolls aren't alive!'

"Well, neither is Magnus, so deal with it." Soren snapped frustratedly. Ocelott's eyes began to grow glassy with moisture, and she opened her mouth to scream in agony, but Itsartooncookie had a quick fix.

"Suck it up, Ocelott. You're better than that."

"Okay!" Ocelott replied with happy-go-lucky twinkle-twinkle-litle-star anime eyes. She slowly looked back at Magnus and laughed. "Haha! He's asleep!" She jeered obliviously.

"... no..." Was Jesse's sore reply. "Uh..." They all walked over to where Magnus 'slept peacefully'. Jesse put a finger on his neck, feeling a sorry excuse of a weak pulse. "Well, he's not dead... yet...? What do we do?"

"Well, I'd call an ambulance, but with me being me and Magnus being himself... they'd be more concerned about autographs and pictures than human life." Soren stated.

"But with you being you and Magnus being himself, won't they be more concerned with saving them to get a good reputation and being able to say 'I saved Magnus's life'?"

"Well, once when my femur was stuck in my ear, don't ask, I nearly died because a nurse took a selfie DURING THE OPERATION!" Soren noted.

"Uh... how'd you know that she took a selfie if you were drugged and unconscious?" Olivia asked.

"Well, after the operation, my femure was still stuck in my ear. Now back to the task at hand, please." They all looked at Magnus. Then Aiden had an epiphany.

"You know how they say that when a person's dead they look younger?"

"Yeaa... why?"

"Well, when Magnus is near dead, he just looks angrier." Gill delivered Aiden a sound slap to the back of the head. Then, Aiden had another epiphany. "Uh... hang on." He ran off, returning with Ellegaard a few seconds later.

"Wait, you knew where she was?!" Jesse shouted. Aiden sent him a glare. "Okay... okay, whatever."

"What happened to Magnus?! What is that green stuff in his nose?" Ellegaard was overwhelmed with questions.

"It's his leafy-greens!" Ocelott explained happily. Ellegaard stared at Ocelott unsurely, while the cat girl gave a movie-star grin.

"Why is she looking at me like that?... and is that snot?" She had just noticed Magnus's nose.

"It's not." Jesse replied.

"So it is snot."

"I said 'it's not'."

"That's what I said."

"No, you said it is snot, and I said it's not."

"Which is exactly was I just said."

"No, Ellegaard. It's NOT snot." There was a long silence as they both stared into each other's eyes.

"I thought it was just snot."

"IT ISN'T SNOT!" Jesse finally screamed. Ellegaard stared at him for a few seconds, tapping her chin in thought.

"Oh, I get it. So, what did you need me for?"

"Well, you've gotta give him the kiss of life." Aiden stated strongly. Ellegaard blinked.

"I beg your pardon?"

"He means CPR." Jesse translated quickly. Ellegaard took one look at Magnus.

"I would kiss him even if he wasn't covered in... whatever that is in his nose... are you sure it's not snot?"

"It's not, Ellegaard." Olivia interjected.

"So it's snot?"

"No. It's not snot."

"It's snot-snot?"

"No. It's just not."

"It's snot? You two are confusing me."

"Enough about snot! He's got like, what? Fifty seconds to live?" The all glanced down at Magnus.

"Sorry," Ellegaard looked right at Magnus, speaking loudly enough for him to hear her. "I don't know CPR... but I'll bet Ivor does." Nothing happened. "Hmm... now under normal circumstances, the thought of Ivor giving someone the kiss of life would be shocking enought to wake up an entire graveyard of dead folks! I wonder what's up now..."

"I know, right? Who would wanna be kissed by that guy?!"

"So creepy..." They all looked back at Ellegaard.

"But seriously, I don't know CPR. Ivor's the only person who does..." She stated truthfully. "Uh... oh! How about this?" She cleared her throat. "Free TNT, who wants it?" She asked loudly, advertising a block of TNT which she held in her outstretched arms.

"AAUGH! WHO THE- WHAT THE- WHY THE-" The freshly awakened Magnus frantically glared around before snatching the block of TNT from Ellegaard's arms. "My precious..." He stroked the block as if it held some kind of power that he suddenly was addicted to and hoarded... then he realized what he was doing. "What am I doing?!" He tossed the block down and looked himself over... then grabbed the block again and plucked it in his inventory. What? No turning down free TNT.

"That also works." Ellegaard replied with folded arms and a smug grin on her face.

"What happened?" He placed a hand on his chest and, feeling his heart slowly coming back to life, began to question his existence. "Uh... was I just dead?"

"Maybe...?"

"... yeah, that's best left alone." He concluded.

"So, now that you're no longer dead, you mind telling us what you and Axel saw last night?" Then they all realized that Axel still hadn't awoken from being shot with the strange white beam.

"Uh... Axel, are you still alive over there?!" Jessica shouted loudly. Axel lifted his head, a wide smile on his face.

"I'm fiiine!"

"... okie... uh, you mind coming to tell us what you and Magnus wanted to tell us about last night?"

"Suuure!" He stumbled to his feet and hobbled over to his friends, falling over once or twice, but who could blame anyone who had just been hit with a beam from nowhere? "Alright, guuyz. What do you need?"

"... are you sure you're okay?" Lukas asked.

"Lukas, I'm positive."

POV Switch

"Dang! You've hit Axel! Now he's gonna go around and kiss a bunch of girls!" Odd shouted frustratedly as they watched the live feed via StalkerCam 6.66.

"He's not gonna go kiss a bunch of girls, Odd... though that would be romantic."

"It's not romantic if he kisses a bunch of random girls whom he's never met. Anyways, why isn't he falling over someone right now?"

"Well, Odd, in order for the gun's effects to work, there need to be two people within close proximity to each other. Kind of like pig-breeding. It takes two to tango, you know." She replied before taking aim with the gun.

"Oh geez. You're doing it AGAIN?!" Odd shouted frustratedly. Weirdo ignored him and pretended to be having a hard time focusing on her target. "Who're you gonna misfire at now? Reuben?"

"Do you WANT me to misfire twice?!" Weirdo shouted, glaring at Odd with her hands off the controls.

"Well, yes and no. Yes, because it'd be hilarious to see Axel falling for a pig, and no. No, because then I'd be like 'Hey! I broke up a boy and a pig!'. Do you realize how humiliating that would be?" He asked, but of course she didn't understand or care. Scoffing, she retook her aim. "So, who're you gonna hit?"

"Take a wild guess."

Author's Note:

Well, friends, hope you enjoyed this chapter. Just needed to set up a little romance and a new ship. If you haven't guessed who's gonna get hit, I'm sorry, but you've obviously never heard of MC:SM and its infamous non-canon ships. Meanwhile, thanks for reading and please leave a review! Biya!