POV Gemma…

Note: This chapter will be a little different, so I'm here to say one thing: Prepare yourself. If you were more into the humor and randomness of other chapters, look away! This covers crushes, something I DISPISE talking about. Hey, wait. If I hate it so much, why am I writing about it? Whatever. Gemma was pestering me about giving her a voice, so here I am writing it. Please take the poll on my profile to help me decide what to do next. Here's a link to it: u/12819987/#. Anyway, try to enjoy…

Hi my name is Gemma Luna Hellshadow. I am eight years old and live at this really cool place called the Sakurai Academy of Fighting and Fighters. I am a lunch lady apprentice and I love my job. Some people think I'm too happy for my dark backstory, but allow me to tell you.

I was born in this crazy place called Seattle and my mom was really weird and she supported PETA but she didn't like vaccines so I caught tetanus and when I got better I ran from home by taking an Uber and ended up in Colorado where I stole a dog and sold it so I could pay for McDonald's Happy Meals because I was seven but I ran out of money so I tried shoplifting from a KFC and was taken to foster care and the guys were furries but they had a kid who was a gamer and his name was Wolf he was my age and we ran away together and snuck on a train and it ended up going to California were I discovered Nintendo America and started protesting Mother 3 localization and Wolf got hit by a car and it was a but he survived and was taken home and while I was standing there I heard a call from the heavens but it wasn't God it was Master Hand and he wanted me to work here because he was watching from Nintendo America and he liked my personality. The end.

Lovely story, is it not? Anyway, here is what's going on in my life.

It is a Tuesday. A very eventful one, that is. It is currently the afternoon. I've been trying to stay away from Darkie and his friends ever since he kicked me. Plus, there aren't any meals going on so I have no work to do. I decide to go back to the Campus Helper Dorm. Some of the other cafeteria workers are there to, as well as Kendrew the emo thirteen-year-old janitor, Syeed the "dirty" Hot Topic cashier (The Hot Topic is currently closed.), Robel the "technology boi", along with others, and, oh! Adora's here, which means Alex is probably here too! Yay!

Alex is twelve full years old. Wow. The older kids are so mature. With all of their memes and gaming knowledge… Never mind. But sometimes when everyone's together, I'll just watch as he write fanfictions and spam memes on their super adult C.I. (campus inappropriate) Discord chats. The way he just makes confused faces instead of laughing, the way he smells like delicious steak sauce, and, oh, how I love the straws he puts in his hair. They're just so fancy…

Sorry. I'll go back to the story. I go to Adora and ask her if Alex is around. She says that he was sent on an errand by Master Hand. I guess it must be hard being the head master's personal assistant, constantly having to do this and that for him CONSTANTLY. Anyway, I decide to ignore my feelings for a kid four years older than me who's not even here right now. I settle down in the common room with everyone else. Adora, Syeed, and some of the darker-minded kids sit in the corner doing a Luigi Board and playing One Night Ultimate Chimera. Games like those have always scared me.

I hear someone say my name. "Hey Gemma! Over here!"

I turn around. It's Adora.

"Hey, wanna play with us? We need one more player."

I want to look brave. Powerful. "Sure. I'll do it."

Just as I say that someone walks in. You guessed it. It was him. It was Alex. His hair is messy as usual, but there aren't any straws in it. He is wearing a navy blue hoodie and gray sweatpants with pockets the size of George Washington's right thigh bone.

"Cheez-It."

His voice was sweeter than Big Ben singing Megalovania, even though I never want to hear that song again, since Miguel plays it on piano nine times a day. ANYWAY. Alex sat down with us and one of the eleven-year-olds (he has the same name as a fighter, so we don't call him by his name very often.) started shuffling the deck like crazy and then gave everyone a card.

"Does everyone know how to play or will I have to explain it for the two-millionth time?", He asked, annoyed.

"I don't know how to play!", I shouted.

The kid rolled his eyes. "Basically, there's a village and a chimera is gonna attack it, but no one knows who it is. Everyone gets a role. That role has its own special job, unless you got the Villager. The narrator will tell you what to do for your role, unless you got the Villager which, again, doesn't do anything; the Cyborg boy who wants to kill himself and when everyone's voting for who to kill at the end he WANTS to be voted for; or the Tomboy. If she gets voted for at the end whoever she voted for ALSO dies. Got it?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Has everyone looked at their card?"

"Yes," we all say.

"Okay then. Everyone, cover your eyes or something."

I put my head down. I got the Tomboy. Ironic.

"Monkey, wake up. You may view another player's card, and put it down. You are now that role. If you viewed Tomboy, Villager, or Cyborg, you do what they do when voting, but don't wake up again. If you viewed the Psychic, Thief, Prankster, or Moron, do that role now."

He pauses for ten seconds, then goes again. I forgot to mention, but he is playing a role, too. He memorized the rules and recites them with his head down.

"Now, Monkey, close your eyes unless you viewed a Traitor, then keep your eyes open as the Chimera stick their thumbs out, then go to sleep. Chimera and Monkey Chimera (if the Monkey viewed a Chimera), wake up. There's two of you, so find each other. If there is only one, look at one of the center cards."

He pauses for five seconds. "Chimera, close your eyes. Traitor, wake up. Chimera, don't wake up, but stick out your thumb so the Traitor can see who you are. Forgot to mention, the traitor is the only villager on the Chimera team and wins if no chimera dies, even if HE dies. Anyway, you've probably seen the Chimera by now, so close your eyes. Dragos and Monkey Drago (if the monkey viewed the Drago), wake up. Look for the other Drago(s). This might seem useless, but this lets you know that person isn't a Chimera and form an alliance."

He pauses. "Dragos (and Monkey Drago?), close your eyes. Psychic, wake up and look at another player's card, or two of the center cards." He pauses. "Psychic, close your eyes. Thief, wake up. Switch your card with another player's card." He pauses. "Thief, close your eyes. Prankster, wake up and switch around two other players' cards, but not your own." He pauses. "Prankster, close your eyes. This one's my favorite: Moron, heh heh, wake up. You lost your memory, so you have to switch your card with a center card, but DON'T LOOK." He pauses. "Moron, close your eyes. Save Frog, wake up. You are aware of whatever happens, so you get to check your card to see if you're still the Frog." He pauses. "Save Frog, go to sleep. Monkey Frog…"

A few people giggle.

"...wake up. You do the same." He pauses. "Monkey Frog, close your eyes. Everyone, wake up!"

We do a lot of arguing, but at the end, everyone thinks it was me for some reason. I'm voted as the Chimera, but just as the Chimera Team thinks they won (It was really obvious who they were since they got super excited when I was voted for.), I point at one of them and show everyone my card. However, the person I voted for turned out to be the Traitor, and the Chimera team one anyway.

We play multiple rounds of the game. Once me and Alex were both Dragos, and I got really excited! Anyway, after playing, I learned a very valuable lesson:

If you want to keep friendships friendly and stable, don't play One Night.