*STILL BACKSTAGE (but later)*













Verie: .. We had an entire chapter of pointless conversation.
Aya: If you haven't noticed, that's every chapter.
Verie: .. Quiet you! >.;
Shinigami: . . . Brad's not here for me to hit anymore no da...
Verie: .... Hit Omi.
Jimmy: NOOOO!!!
Shinigami: Ok! ~hits Omi with her tessen~ da!
Omi: ow X.o
Shinigami: .. it's not the same no da. ~sigh~
Verie: .. That's too bad. O.o;
Shinigami: ~hits Verie with her tessen~ .. that makes me feel better no da!
Verie: . . . You're cruel.
Shinigami: You say that like it's a bad thing no da.
Verie: .. True, that. .. Anyhow, we're going to go right to the plot now! Because we spent an entire chapter ranting!
Yohji: YOU spent an entire chapter ranting, rather.
Verie: .. Quiet, you!





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"Have they started the chapter yet?"

"No."

".. Have they started the chapter yet?"

"... No."

"... Have they started the chapter yet?"

"... If you say that one more time..."

"Has the chapter started yet?"

"Censored Nagi..."

"Is that a 'no?'"

"Yes. Yes it IS a 'no.'"

"Ok. ... Has the chapter started yet?"

". . . What did I say about asking me that?!"

Back with our Prince and the random step-in side-kick, things were boring. Horribly boring.

In fact, they were sitting there uselessly. Crawford glaring at Nagi, and Nagi asking stupid questions.

"Hey, you were wrong, Crawford! The chapter HAS started!" Nagi exclaimed triumphantly.

"... Apparently it has. .. Finally. You people are aware he's been doing this for the past two hours?!" Crawford demanded. .. .That's too bad.

"... Censored you, Narrator." Crawford glared at absolutely nothing.

... You are aware, Crawford, that Narrators are omnipotent.

". . . I think you actually did mention that before, yes."

... That's what I thought. ANYHOW. After the whole Omette thing (which, if you didn't know, is where the plot magically disintegrated), Brad and Nagi were forced to wander aimlessly around the magical fairy tale world.

". . . Actually, after the whole Omette thing, was Religious holiday deleted..." Nagi stated logically. Because he needs to shut up because we're returning to the plot!

"Ok, fine." Nagi said.

Anyhow, Schuldich needs to hurry up and get on-stage because he's in this.

"I am?" Schuldich blinked, magically walking on-stage. Yes, yes you are.

"Amazing." He blinked.

Anyhow, now that our main characters are assembled, they decided to set off in a random direction. And yes, it was absolutely necessary for me to randomly change tenses in that sentence.

".. Your grammar makes me cringe." Brad stated, before grabbing the map and wandering off.

"Except no one cares." Schuldich said, following.

And Nagi just decided to remain silent. He's good at that.

So our dynamic trio wandered around, until they came to a small stand that was apparently selling something drinkable.

"Is it beer?" Schuldich asked hopefully, once again being a moron.

"Censored you, Narrator." Schuldich mumbled, before being hit in the face by a magic rock.

"OW!"

".... Schuldich, leave the Narrator alone." Brad sighed, blinking at the stand.

"Heeellooooo, my good sirs! Would you like to buy a magic potion?" A person played by Yohji asked.

". . . That depends entirely on what it does and how much it costs." Brad stated irritably.

".. It's magic. .. And.. would you like a free sample?" Yohji suggested.

"Not until I know what it does." Brad glared.

".... But it's a free sample!" Yohji exclaimed.

"I wan' one!" Schuldich exclaimed, jumping up and down.

". . . Ok." Yohji stated, giving Schuldich a small cup of miscellaneous liquid.

"... It doesn't smell alcoholic." He sighed pathetically.

"But it's magic. Magic's better than alcohol. .. Believe me." Yohji nodded.

"Really?" Schuldich blinked, drinking the sample. Crawford stared at him in scrutiny.

"... He's not changing random colors... that's a good sign..." He stated.

"You wouldn't be able to tell with Schuldich." Nagi said.

"... What's that supposed to mean?!" Schuldich demanded.

"... Actually, I'm not entirely certain." Nagi blinked.

"And he's not dead. Which is a pity." Brad said.

"Braaaadleeeeey! I thought you loved me!" Schuldich sobbed, latching on to Brad's foot.

". . . Get off." Brad glared.

"It's fun down here." Schuldich grinned. Brad continued glaring.

"I can give you a potion that will get him off." Yohji nodded.

".. How exactly would it go about doing that?" Brad asked skeptically.

".. Magic." Yohji stated.

"... I'd figured that much." Brad grumbled.

"Well what more do you want me to say?!" Yohji demanded.

"Oh, c'mon, Crawford. It won't kill you. You're the main character." Nagi stated.

"I don't want to turn red either." Brad grumbled.

"I sincerely doubt that will happen." Nagi rolled his eyes.

". . . If you're so confident, you drink it." Brad glared.

"Fine. It's not like the author could do anything really bad to me, anyway. My fangirls would kill her." Nagi said, grabbing a free sample of potion and drinking it.

"Hn." Brad grumbled, taking another free sample and drinking it. Schuldich let go of his leg.

". . . Wait. . . it worked?" Brad blinked in confusion.

". . . I got bored. You were ignoring me." Schuldich sighed.

Brad blinked some more.

"I told you. Magic." Yohji nodded.

". . . And I haven't turned red yet?" Brad blinked, looking himself over.

"You're not red." Nagi rolled his eyes again.

". . . This is strange. And disturbing." Brad stated.

"Why, nothing bad happened?" Nagi asked.

"EXACTLY."

". . . You're paranoid." Nagi said, walking off.

"You would be too if you had my job." Brad grumbled, following.

". . . This is unfair. The kid got more attention than me! I DON'T WANT TO BE NEGLECTED!" Schuldich whined.

"Ha!" Nagi exclaimed happily.

"Knock off, Chibi!" Schuldich exclaimed.

And so our heroes departed, off to find someplace to camp out for the night.

... Well, technically Schuldich will just be going backstage, but that's not the point....

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A/N:

(the following is Verie and Shinigami on the phone)

Verie: So yeah... I'm trying to go back to the original plot.
Shinigami: . . . it was something involving Brad as a prince, right?
Verie: . . . Yeah.
Shinigami: ... I don't remember anything else.
Verie: Yeah, no one does.

(end scene)

.. yeah, I called her after writing the previous chapter where everyone was ranting about not remembering the plot, and I was just horribly amused by the fact she really didn't remember it. >.> Except.. that's not a good thing... x.x;

But yeah... be happy! We're kind of back to the plot! And sorry for yet another pointless chapter, but it kind of has a point.... .. sorta... O.o; you'll just have to wait and see. I do have an actual plot for the next chapter, but I had to write the potion thing as an excuse for what's going to happen... because... ... yeah.