AN: I had to repost the first chapter because I accidentally posted part of the second chapter with it… that's why there was that huge gap.
Disclaimer: I don't own it, I won't ever own it, so get over it.
"You vandamn fascist nazi! I hope you rot in heaven!" Jack yelled as he threw the PS2 controller across the room.
"Dude, that so wasn't necessary," Sydney commented, as she retrieved the abused controller.
"Um, are you two ok?" Marshall asked worriedly.
Kendall barged into the room, shoved Marshall aside, and jumped on a table yelling, "Everyone! I'm bald!" then left. Vaughn watched the bald one disappear into thin air. Vaughn continued to stare at the spot Kendall was last at, as Weiss snuck up behind him and poured ice water onto his head.
"C… COLD!" Vaughn yelled as he jumped 5 feet in the air, and hit his head on the ceiling. Sydney skipped by, and briefly wondered why Vaughn was soaking wet and hanging from the ceiling. After returning the abused controller to her father, Sydney passed by Vaughn again, this time stopping to stare at Vaughn's soaking white shirt, and the skin revealed beneath it. As she stared, Will came out of nowhere and tackled Vaughn, pulling him from the ceiling and blocking Sydney's view of the hot, but cold, soaking handler. Sydney frowned at this and wandered off to find Sark, so she could rip off his shirt for no apparent reason.
Francie ran into the room brandishing sporks of various colors, as any army of meese chased after her.
"Get her!" The leader of the Meese army yelled. Everyone stopped and stared.
"Dude, you're a moose… you can't talk, " Sydney stated. The leader of the army of meese stared at Sydney for a moment, then turned and motioned the meese into a huddle. Moments later, the huddle broke, and the meese left the room, making meese noises. Marshall stared after them, confuzzled with all the insanity that was occurring.
"You Nazi!" Jack yelled, breaking Marshall's concentration, when he returned to his game. Marshall looked at Jack, concerned, then noticed Sydney and motioned her over.
"Um… what's he, um, playing?" Marshall asked.
"Metal Gear Solid 2: Substance," Sydney said, before running off to find a man at a bar. Irina wandered in shortly after.
"When all else fails, you know that truth takes time," She said mysteriously before wandering off again. Will watched her walk away when a thought struck him. And it did indeed strike him, since the next thing he knew was that he was on the ground.
"It's been six months since I've been online! How horrible!" Will yelled as he raced toward the closest computer. When he got there, however, Will noticed that Shirtless Sark was on the computer. "You double-crosser! It's my turn! I left a sticky note there ages ago!" Will yelled.
"You don't have to bloody yell" Sark mumbled, irritated. Sydney had left him alone, shirtless, with people who were supposed to be his enemies. He glanced at Vaughn and Will. Indeed, some were his enemies, but it was not because they were trying to kill him, no, it was far worse. Vaughn and Will were Sark's enemies because they liked Sydney too. Sark glanced around, paranoid.
"No one will have Sydney but me!" Sark yelled, tackling Will. Before he could throw the first punch, however, a little yellow bus crashed through the wall. The blue and purple haired driver waved her hand with multi-colored fingernails at Sark as a blue haired demonic being dressed in black dragged Vaughn onto the bus, before the blue and purple haired driver crashed through the other wall and drove erratically down the street. Will and Sark glanced at each other, unable to fully comprehend what just happened.
Suddenly, Will busted out laughing, and Sark glanced at him irritably.
"What?!" He demanded. It took five minutes for Will to get his laughter under control before he pulled a post-it off of Sark's head and handed it to him. Sark took the post-it and read the foreboding message: Sarkie-poo! You're next! Teehee!
