Me: Here is the next chapter, where I'm still thinking of something for them to do.
Margarita: Why not Swirly's suggestion?
Me: And do what? My inspiration completely lies elsewhere at the moment. I can't think of what they would do with RWBY (which I have seen) besides some sort of honorary thing.
Margarita: … Good point.
Romano: li43101 doesn't own anything except herself, or OC Somalia, and the mansion. Everything and everyone else belong to their respective owners. And if you think otherwise, then go f*ck yourself!
Riliane: Romano! That's a bit over the top!
Romano: *blushes slightly* S-Sorry…
Prussia: *pouting in the emo corner*
Romano: Stop being such a baby potato b*sterd #2.
Prussia: *glares at Romano, who glares back*
It has been a week since our Minecraft Let's Play with Tex and co. Let's just say, some chaos really has risen.
First of all, a certain albino was causing trouble more than usual, key word being was. Drake probably is asking him to do this, because all the trouble has been at Kayo. I say wasbecause she got back at them when she and Tex (the two are surprisingly good friends) pretty much made '5 meters' into 5 centimeters. He's still in the med room with Drake watching over him, last I heard.
Anyways, due to the fact that another Freelancer is going to come soon and we have no idea exactly when, we've kind of gotten paranoid. We keep looking over our shoulders, have people watching the security cameras in the security room (location will not be mentioned for security reasons) if someone does appear randomly that isn't a freaky fan or creepy criminal.
We aren't really happy about being paranoid. It's reminding some of us (Hetalians, Vocaloids, and RvB alike) of some bad times. And, of course, you may or may not be able to guess that we're taking care of the reason we have our problems…
"OW! OOWWW! PLEASE DON'T HIT ME THERE! AH, MY HEAD! AH, MY FOOT! AAAAHHHH, MY OTHER FOOT!" Tucker yelled as he was getting promptly beaten up by Tex, Germany (we had to convince him to do this with Wurst and Italy), and Venny with the metal baseball bat I have. I will admit it's satisfying to watch after all the times he made innuendos around me and flirted with me.
"This is quite entertaining!" Somalia exclaimed, looking at the entire scene through one of her cameras (the one that Cameramen use with reporters), recording the entire thing. Hansel and Gretel are also recording the scene, but with recorders.
"This is also going to be excellent blackmail against Tucker!" Hansel exclaimed.
"Goodbye chores, hello forced work~" Gretel chirped happily. I didn't bother saying anything against this. They would do it no matter what I said. But, there is something interesting that did happen.
You see, me, Venny, America, and Tex decided to do a Let's Play of Worms Revolution just for fun. Well, America did anyways. He just kept bothering us to play with him and we gave in because he wouldn't shut up. I'm still surprised that Tex didn't punch America. She honestly is herself. So, after that, we named our teams. Here are the Team Names:
My Team: RWBY (because why not?)
Venny's Team: Harem Girls (seriously Venny, you just had to do that?)
America's Team: AMERICA (I have a feeling there's more to this)
Tex's Team: Project Freelancer (Not bad)
"Seriously Gakupo; Harem Girls?" I asked him, looking at him with a confused yet slightly angry look.
"Hey, it was either that or Project Freelancer, then I caught a glimpse of Tex's glare and her screen and had to quickly change before she punched me in my jewels," He explained rather quickly. He then added, "Besides, AMERICA? Who names their f*cking team after themselves?!" He asked.
"Look who you're asking," Tex said as the screen faded black, causing Venny and I to laugh.
"HEY!" America yelled.
"GOT THEM!" Venny yelled, his Ray instincts kicking in. I laughed, Tex chuckled, and America glared at Venny.
"That was too soon, wasn't it?" He asked, letting out a chuckle. I shook my head; that couldn't have been more perfectly timed. That's when the game started. We eventually chose a seashore map.
"I wonder what's in that bottle," America said, talking about the bottle floating in the background.
"Maybe it's an S.O.S," I said.
"Help; I'm trapped in a world where worms are at war with each other and commit suicide when they have no health!" Venny jokingly said. I chuckled, America laughed, while Tex shook her head at America's (annoying) laughter. That's when our names showed up. Here they are:
RWBY'S Members Name's: Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and Yang (GO RWBY!)
Harem Girl's Member's Name's: Mikulia (I mentally facepalmed at this), Lukana, Rindo, and Gumina
AMERICA's Member's: THE HERO, EYEBROWS, FRANCY-PANTS, COMMIE (I shook my head upon seeing all of these team names)
Project Freelancer's Members: Agent Texas, Agent Washington, Agent New York, and Agent South Dakota
"Wow, I'm surprised it allowed commie," I said, stifling a laugh at America's team names.
"What do you mean?" Tex asked.
"If you make a name that is offensive, Team Name or Member Name, it will be changed to one of the less offensive names that are automatically in the system. The trick to getting around that is clever spelling," Venny explained.
"Ah, I see," Tex simply said.
"But seriously, you have Commie? You do know that Russia's going to kill you when he sees this video?" I asked.
"Russia doesn't know how to use the Internet! … Right?" America asked.
"I'm sure he can hear through doors since he is making sure no one comes in on us, because I just felt the temperature dropped by a whole five degrees," Venny said. America shivered, while the rest of us just laughed. Anyways, when we all spawned, turns out all of Venny's worms spawned in the same area.
"ARE YOU F*CKING KIDDING ME?! ALL MY GIRLS SPAWNED IN THE SAME F*CKING AREA!" Venny yelled, hitting his desk twice with each sentence. The rest of us laughed.
"Dude, you're going to f*cking die before the first round's over," America said, laughing. Sadly for him, I was allowed to go first. I say sadly because Weiss (the worm I'm playing as for this round) is next to FRANCY-PANTS (seriously, why not just France?) who is to be close to an edge.
"Hey America's version of France, what am I going to do with you?" I asked as I had Weiss crawl (squirm maybe,) her way over to FRANCY-PANTS and started looking through my weapons inventory.
"No, don't kill Francy-Pants! I was going to have Eyebrows team-kill him!" America yelled, sounding distressed.
"Is that allowed in this game?" Tex asked as I chose the bat and lined up the shot.
"Yes it is," I calmly said as I hit FRANCY-PANTS with the baseball bat, sending him flying over the edge and into the water. It was alone that made America yell out 'no' very loudly and very dramatically. That's when it became Tex's turn and, as it so happens, Agent Texas is close to EYEBROWS, who is also close to the edge.
"Oh come on!" America yelled as Agent Texas squirmed next to EYEBROWS.
"Let's see, what does the fire-punch do?" She asked herself.
"Try it and find out," Venny said. She then equipped it.
"Okay," Tex said as she fire-punched EYEBROWS into the water. Tex grinned at that, pleased with herself. Once again, America yelled out 'no' loudly and dramatically again. It was then Venny's term, and guess where THE HERO and COMMIE where? Right near the edge. And guess who happened to have an Air Strike?
"Well good thing I somehow have this Air Strike, right Mikulia?" Venny asked, causing Tex and me to howl with laughter.
"OH, COME ON!" America yelled. Venny wasted no time as he dropped an Air Strike on America's last two guys, blasting the edge they were on into nothing and causing them to fall and drown in water. Afterwards, America started face-desking while the rest of us laughed.
"What was that about me dying in the first round?" Venny asked, laughing a lot.
"That was f*cking hilarious!" I exclaimed, holding my gut from laughing so much.
"That has to be the single greatest coup ever," Tex said before she stopped laughing and started chuckling. However, this didn't deteriorate America for long.
"All right… TIME FOR MC AMERICA!" He yelled loudly.
"Oh dear, here we go," I muttered. After that, Venny and I ganged up on Tex while she kept changing her attacks and on whom. I, for some reason, didn't have any of my worms die. That's when Agent South Dakota used a lightning bolt on Yang. I thought she was done for but, for the oddest reason, she gained health.
"WHAT?! WHAT?! HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?!" Tex exclaimed.
"And in a rare turn of events, Tex just gave Miku more health!" America in MC mode said, laughing in the process.
"That has to be the single greatest accidental team work ever," Venny said, laughing as well.
"Shout-out to Tex for giving me health, also can we say that the lighting is the MVP of the round? I asked jokingly, laughing a bit. America and Venny laughed even more. Venny didn't even notice that his turn went up and Tex is now firing a bunker buster on Gumina who is under the ground. It was only after the explosion in his headphones that he looked over at his screen and his eyes widen.
"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled as Gumina exploded, causing Rindo (at 2 health thanks to Blake's baseball bat skills) to get hit and die. Lukana already was dead thanks to Agent New York with an airstrike and then killing Mikulia after she killed the last of America's worms.
As for Tex's Team, she still has herself, Agent South Dakota took a bat to the face (twice by Blake after Gumina died), sending her off the edge with the second hit while Agent Washington had been done in by Rindo a while ago with a fire-punched off the edge (which is why Blake sent her to her grave). After a while, all of my team members (with very low health) somehow ended up together in the same area, and Agent Texas was the only one left on Tex's team after Agent New York got shotgun in the face twice by Ruby. Agent Texas, who also has low health, was in the water higher than my team, with seemingly nothing in the way as she targeted Ruby with a homing missile. That's when she exploded.
"WHAT?! WHAT?! HOW DID THAT F*CKING HAPPEN?!" She exclaimed loudly
"AND TEX, WITH A FINAL SUICIDE, HAS WON ME THE GAME!" I exclaimed.
"Tex, there was a pixel about this big in the way of your rocket when you fired," Venny said, bringing his thumb and index finger a centimeter away from each other, making everyone but Tex laugh even harder.
"Stopped by an f*cking pixel… THAT SUCKS!" Tex yelled, getting up and punching Tucker's desk. I swear I heard a crack.
"Good game everyone!" America cheered.
"I call Mulligan. That was f*cking BS," Tex yelled, slamming her fists on Tucker's desk, making it crack even more.
"Tex, please b*tch into your microphone- OW!" Venny yelled that last part because Tex gave him a hard slap to the back of the head. After that, we ended the recording, and as Venny and America (mostly the former) were making sure that Tucker's desk wasn't broken, I talked with Tex.
"No hard feelings, right Tex?" I asked her. She nodded.
"I'm not angry at you. I'm angry at myself and the game," Tex said, sighing.
"Hey, you can't blame yourself. It was your first time playing. Besides, none of us saw that pixel," I said, trying to cheer her up. Tex sighed again.
"I guess you're right," She said. That's when Kayo came in just as they guys finished checking Tucker's desk.
"I hate to interrupt the talking, but we got a problem," She said, making all of us look at her.
"What's the problem? Fangirls? Criminal? Crypton? Fangirls?" Venny asked. Tex looked over at him.
"You already said fangirls," She said
"I know. Fangirls are scary b*tches when they're fueled by lust and gluttony for whatever they fan over. One almost cut off a majority of my hair once!" He explained.
"Let me finish," Kayo said in a threatening tone. Venny's mouth closed quickly. "Anyways, it's none of those," She said. And then, as if to prove her point, we all heard yelling.
"STOP IT WITH THE JOKES, WYOMING!" A voice that sounds like York's yelled. That's when Tex seemed to flinch.
"Wyoming?! He's here?!" She exclaimed.
"Yes, he's here. And he keeps making knock-knock jokes. Would you be a help Tex and please get him to shut him the f*ck up before I stab his throat out?" Kayo asked, clearly irritated.
"Gladly," Tex said before Kayo led us out. She led us to the theater, where York was choking a man in white armor. His helmet was off, which revealed his shocked and wide blue eyes, short browned combed hair and a brown mustache. I will admit, the mustache looks awesome, but it seems that York (who's now punching Wyoming in the face) doesn't seem to care. Neither of them noticed us coming in, but Delta (who was wisely off to the side) noticed us. He looked over at York and gave a short cough. When York looked over at him, Delta pointed at us. York looked over at us and let go of Wyoming, who fell on the floor on his hands and knees, gasping for air.
"Oh… Hey guys, and girls," He said.
"York, was it really necessary to start punching the poor guy when he was already being choked?" Venny asked.
"Yes," At that answer Venny just shook his head, and Delta facepalmed in the background.
"Bloody git," I heard a distinct voice with a British accent say. We all looked over at Wyoming, who had blood on his face.
"I'll go get Doc!" America said, or rather yelled, before rushing out of the room.
"… Okay, serious question; is he on caffeine or something?" Tex asked, looking at me.
"Depends; does eating hamburgers and drinking soda make you hyper?" I asked. Tex just lowered her head, sighing. But then she went over to Wyoming and gave him a punch in the face that knocked him out.
"I needed to stop him from making any more knock-knock jokes. They're all terrible," She said.
"No need to tell us," I said. This is seriously going to be a long day.
Me: Sorry for taking so long. I've been working on other things.
Margarita: Like future stories, one of them involving us Vocaloids and the-
Me: No more information beyond that!
Margarita: It's fun being the main character sometimes; you get special privileges you probably never should get.
England: At least I'm not the only bloody English man around.
Artie: What about me?
England: Sorry, let me rephrase that. At least I'm not the only bloody English man who is actually caught up with everything and not a different version of me.
Oliver: … Never mind!
Me: Okay… I'm also thinking about ending this story on Ch. 40 now, because I just can't think of what they should do. HELP ME READERS!
Margarita: Just do it readers; she's seriously running out of ideas. Why do you think she's been working on other things?
Allen: I'll translate all that. Readers, if you want this story to stay alive (no pun intended), give us suggestions about what they should do. As long as they're appropriate and nothing above T-Rated, then we will do it. I thank you for taking the time to read this chapter, and we gracefully accept your reviews.
Wyoming (he just met Allen): … You are a mature child, aren't you?
Allen: Being the servant of a princess at a young age can do that to a person.