Hell yeah, baby! We are going strong as a brick shithouse with this story! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far! I have the main bad people, and they are non-authors ((real people from my real world)) and authoresses. So hang on tight, because we are about to take off with romance and more drama than will fit on your screen at once starting in this chapter!
TO MEASURE SEVENTEEN! ((where there is excessive 002 slapping, excessive use of 0021's nickname for 002, the female taxi driver has an identity that'll rock yer socks off, and really weird stuff happens.))
Oh, by the way, this covers last chapter's missing disclaimer! I only own 0021, and not even her…but I do own Marco, Andrew, Pierre and Josephine! You'll meet these four…and they are very interesting…yes they are…This means I don't own 0037, 0049 or 0061…they come by some time in the near future…((see if you can figure out this chapter's name's meaning…))
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D.S. al Coda
Chapter Three: Heavy Metal Quartet
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"She's normal!" 0017 exclaimed. "There's nothing out of the ordinary about her! Except, of course, she has violent mood swings, likes music a whole hell of a lot, and changes topics on the spur of the moment, she's an ordinary girl from California."
"Next thing you're going to tell us is that 0043 loves to have sex and pick dandelions," 002 grumbled. 0017 slapped him.
"She's suicidal. Apparently, when Black Ghost kidnapped her, she had walked purposely off her fourth-story balcony while her parents and siblings were meeting downstairs with Scarl's eldest daughter." She answered. "The Pierrot family, evidently, has been closely intertwined with the Black Ghost Organization for several years. Oh, and by the way, this is all stuff Doctor Gilmore and I dug up while they were out cold.
"0016 is from New York, specifically raised in a holiday shop. According to her memories, a certain Jet Link beat her up from the age of seven to the time he vanished without a clue. Fairly ordinary, also.
"0042 is from Taiwan, and on the run from the police. Her parents are long dead, and for the past four years, she's been trying to buy a plane ticket into America. There's nothing else really of thought on her."
"You say that Scarl has a daughter," 004 said. 0017 nodded.
"That's right, 004. Scarl, the son of Black Ghost, or at least believed to be, has four children. Three are males and the eldest is female, and she handles all sales of nuclear grade weapons." 0017 replied.
0021, 0043, 0016 and 0042 had been sedated once more after waking up and moving about for a few minutes. They were strapped down to the ground in the Dolphin's living room, being watched by everyone. 0017 and Dr. Gilmore had sifted through their memories to see what they could find out about Generation 3. 003 was asleep.
"We even have a picture of her," 0017 added. A picture came up on the wall, and for a second, four of the females in the room looked ready to pass out.
The girl had dark brown hair and eyes, and wore all black. Her hair was neatly center parted and was wavy. Her black dress included a cabby cap, jeans, shoes, a scarf, a t-shirt, and biker gloves.
"Her name is Josephine," 0017 explained. "Her three brothers are Pierre, Marco and Andrew, and that's in order from eldest to youngest. What you find out next may surprise you."
"Josephine was the one who seduced me!" 0015 exclaimed suddenly. "The little bitch, she deals with you like a baby."
"I already told you she handles sales of nuclear weaponry," 0017 replied, getting irritated. "Scarl's three sons are three of the main engineers in the second and third generations. I think Doctor Gilmore said that they were the three that came up with the modified accelerator and all our abilities."
"How old are they?" 009 asked.
"Josephine will be twenty this November, Pierre is turning nineteen in October, Marco just turned eighteen, and Andrew will be seventeen in December. If I'm correct…" 0017 showed pictures of the three boys, "Marco was with her. But I could be incorrect, and it's entirely likely that the two didn't know one another."
"Which is which?" 0034 asked. "We don't know."
"The one on the right is Andrew, in front is Marco, and left is Pierre," 0017 said.
All three of the boys wore black t-shirts, biker gloves, jeans and shoes. Andrew had jet-black hair and dark brown eyes, Marco had slightly less brown hair than Josephine but the same dark eyes, and Pierre had Josephine's hair color, but had colbat blue eyes that set him apart from the others.
"No, none of the boys were there," 0034 remarked. "The man who talked to me was a lot older than any of them."
"Did those four…know all this?" 0014 asked. "It seems odd that they know so much. I remember meeting them before, and we were all given the same message."
"Find them and kill them." 0017, 0014, 0034, 0050 and 0015 said in unison. "That is your mission. I am Black Ghost."
"I remember that perfectly," 0015 said. "Then 0017 made a run for it, then the other three of us did. Next thing I remember is waking up with a face full of 008."
"Might I ask why in hell I'm tied down?" A thoroughly pissed off 0021 demanded. 0034 sent her a flameball.
"Shut the hell up, we're talking about you!" 0034 shouted. 0021 ground her teeth. Instead of a tiny ball of flame, there was a steady shower of them.
"Just…kidding!" 0021 exclaimed happily, and the fires ceased.
"Why are you awake?" 0017 asked. "You were supposed to be asleep so we could talk about you and plot your downfall!"
"No, you were just going to keep talking about Scarl's kiddies." Mika said. 0017 did an anime-style sweatdrop. "Sorry for being a convenient plot device. Next time I'll send my onee-kun. Until then, have a nice life!"
And she vanished, leaving everyone with those weird eyes.
"That...was…rather interesting," 007 commented. "0021, was that you?"
"No, that was Mika," 0021 answered, using a buzz saw to get out of her bindings. "Back to what you were saying about this whole 008 thing?"
"And about my family, and about those four freaks that show up at my house every other month, explain yourselves this instant." 0043 added, turning from a couch pillow into her normal shape. "I'm sure 0042 and 0016 would also love to know why you've been talking about them."
"I thought you had all agreed to our terms of occupation," 0050 noted. "You're on our side now."
"It doesn't mean we can't be in on your conversations about us, does it?" 0021 asked, knowing she'd backed them into a corner. "We win. We'll wake the others up and you can continue your conversation."
"I don't think we have anything more to yap about," 0015 said, returning to Kingdom Hearts. "And why you were back asleep, I have no clue as to that. 0017 should be able to answer it, though."
"Fine with me," 0043 said. "I would tell you what the four idiots are like, but instead, this is all called off. So, then, I'll be off somewhere with a nice, sharp object. If I am bleeding profusely, please do not wake me up or move me from my location. I will already be dead."
"You know them?" 002 demanded. 0043 tapped her foot.
"No, I really am fucking kidding you. Of course I know about fucking Josephine, Pierre, Marco and Andrew! Those idiots show up every so often and bug the living hell out of me." 0043 answered.
Something began to ring out the Heart of Sword MIDI theme. 0021 beamed and grabbed her cell phone from mid-air.
"Heyness, this is she who you have buzzed!" 0021 exclaimed. "Oh, screw you. Laterness!" She hung up. "Sorry, that was someone from school. I guess now that I'm like this…I can't really go back any time soon."
"I told you." 0017 said. "Mood swings."
"WHAT? YOU SCHEMING LITTLE BITCH, WHAT DID YOU DO?" 0021 demanded, chasing 0017 around with the box of DOOM!.
"Do you kiss your mom with that mouth? I bet your dad's blind and your mom…" 0050 started. 0021 stopped right as she was about to swing the blow of God. She dropped her hammer and walked quietly from the room. 0050 frowned. "I wonder if I was right about that?"
"If she gets that worked up about it, I'll bet you that you were right." 0042 finished. "I'm not going after her. She's climbed the ladder to get up, so I would chase her down sooner than later."
009 rose and left to find 0021. She wasn't very hard to find; her long shadow stretched from where she stood on the highest place on the Dolphin to the other end. It was a bright and sunny day, with clouds drifting along every so often. There was a small breeze blowing and ruffling 0021's hair as it blew by.
"You're out here for some reason," 0021 said, not shifting her focus from the passing clouds. "What is it?"
"I'm out here to ask if you'll come back inside," 009 asked. 0021 turned and smiled sadly at him.
"0050 reminded me of what I'm missing," 0021 replied sadly, sitting herself down. "My dad has bad eyesight, my mom just finished treatment for her cancer and my sisters have needed help with all their projects and homework. Hearing it…brings me back to reality."
009 sighed. Girls were so complex! "Why don't you just come back down…?"
0021 slid down to stand in front of 009. She grabbed his hands and laced his fingers between her own. 0021 turned them to face the sun.
"Look…009. It's pretty, it's fiery, and it's my ruler. I'm a Leo rising and falling. I protect my loved ones and children naturally. Please, just let me return home. I can help you from there." 0021 said. Her eyes were sparkling in the light. "This isn't my place."
009 lifted his elbow to shield his eyes against the sunlight. "Are girl's lives always this complicated?"
0021 smiled a little and released his hands. "I doubt it. But…maybe this will become my place. Not any time soon, but maybe after a while. I'll look at how it's goin' back home then come back down, 'kay?"
009 saw the tears glistening in her eyes. "Okay, 0021. See you soon."
As 009 descended, 0015 took his place. 0021 was now truly crying.
"What are you crying about, over there?" 0015 demanded.
"About nothing. I have something stuck in my God damn eyes." 0021 replied. 0015 walked around and found 0021 hurriedly wiping her tears off her cheeks.
"Listen…0021. We can hear you crying through the metal. If it bugs you that much, why don't you ask Doctor Gilmore if he can do something?" 0015 said to 0021.
"Do you miss your family?" 0021 asked.
0015 snorted. "They don't miss me. They're away too much to even notice I'm gone."
0021 laughed. "You're so short!"
0015 shrugged. 0021 was a whopping five inches taller than she was, even though they shared many characteristics. They both had the same blue-green eyes and the same light brown hair. 0015's hair was cut to her chin, but 0021's was layered all the way down to her shoulders.
"007's doing a Shakespearean drama down there by himself, I'm sure you'd love to watch him," 0015 noted. 0021 laughed more and disappeared back down the ladder.
"Thank you, 0015," 0021 said, eliminating the traces of tears.
"Thank 009."
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"What could be better than my performances?" 007 asked. 0021 had a set of blue half-sphere headphones on and was maxing out the volume.
"MY JAZZ! JAZZ IS WAY BETTER THAN YOUR OLD DRAMA!" 0021 bellowed.
"You could turn the volume down," 0014 commented. "That might, might, make him shut up. Hey 003, were you right about those two ships?"
"I'm afraid I was, 0014." 003 replied. "Two ships are headed toward us from the northeast and will be here in about two hours, if I'm correct."
"That's my fault," 0021 confessed. "I'll head them off for you."
"Then take a few of us with you," 0015 said. "I want to really use my sword this time. I think 0017 would love to use her hammer if she got the chance."
"No, it's my problem, and I'll deal with it," 0021 replied harshly. The Keyblade appeared in her hands. "003, can you see who's on board the ship?"
"I'll have to get closer to see," 003 answered. 0021 walked off to the control room.
"Northeast. Step on it." 0021 commanded to 008 and 004.
"I. Am. Not. Fucking. 008." 0043 snapped and transformed. "Why are we going northeast, pray tell, 0021? What is so interesting up there that we need to move?"
"The bad ones," 0021 responded. "If you don't want to drive, I will."
"No, that's fine. I'll stay. 004, why don't you leave?" 0043 said. 004 left the controls and 0021 sat down in his place. "Shall we submerge, go airborne, or stay like this, your majesty?"
0021 shuddered at the prospect of flying. "Stay like this."
0043 guided the warship into a curve and they set out to the northeast. 004 was watching from the doorway. They two seemed to get along just fine when no one was around with them.
"Who's killing who?" 0014 asked. She stood next to 004 and smiled when he jumped a little. "Or are they fine with one another?"
"They haven't done anything violent," 004 answered.
"How very interesting," 0014 said. "It would seem impossible, but it's not. I wonder if they knew each other from before?…"
"I never knew her and she never knew me," 0043 snapped. "Why are you still here? Isn't there something else you can do?"
"It's a party and no one invited me," 0015 said. "Well, whatever. I'll watch the radar for anything odd."
"I don't think there's any need any more," 0021 said. "They came to meet us."
Sure enough, there was a girl standing on a ship similar to the Dolphin about ten yards away. Her long, dark brown hair was flying behind her in the wind.
The clouds suddenly grew more and became gray. The wind picked up. A boy climbed out of the ship to stand next to the girl. 0021 urged the Dolphin onward toward them.
When they were close enough, they could see that a metal piece was covering the left side of the girl's head, including her eye. Over her eye, there was blue glass. From her ears hung on thin silver chains two black die each, and each face with a number of dots had a different color. Only the ones were white on all four cubes. She wore huge black headphones and a black speaker reached down to her mouth. The boy had one die hanging from his right ear, with all white numbers. The two both wore black jeans, black t-shirts, black biker gloves, and black shoes. The girl also wore a cabby cap and a scarf. Both had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes.
"Oh, no way…" 0014 muttered. "0043, am I nuts, or are those two Josephine and Pierre?"
"It's actually Marco." 0043 corrected her. "Can we blame you for the weather?"
"Not right now," 0021 said, standing and smashing the window outward. 0043 stood and climbed up so she was standing at the same eye level as Josephine. Quickly, she transformed into a copy of 0021 and helped 0021 up.
"I see you found us," Marco said. His voice was lower than you'd expect it to be. "It is a pleasure to see how well your abilities matured. 0043, for example, only has to think of what she wants to become. Before she had to envision it first."
"We would like to make a pact with you," Josephine said. "Even if we must use aggressive negotiation methods. Marco, have Andrew and Pierre ready to fire missiles if they get out of control. Also have the gases ready, if need be. Now, first, second, and third generation cyborgs, I will address you. We will not harm your planet if you agree to return calmly."
"What the fuck?" 0015 demanded. Her sword was out and she was making figure eights with it, picking up speed with each curve. Josephine shook her head and smiled a wicked smile, then pressed a button on her left temple and the metal shrunk away.
"You don't see my picture." Josephine replied calmly. "Andrew, Marco, Pierre and I have been out since we captured you fools setting up bombs around this planet. There are four nuclear bombs, seven atomic bombs, and twelve bio-bombs. Black Ghost has no fear of these weapons being set off, since they have already set up bases in outer space. Pierre and Andrew down there have the control to set them off. Are you ready to return, or shall we obliterate everything in a matter of seconds?"
(If any of you can hear me, say aye,) 0021 said. She had only used this method of communication with 0043 and 0017 when she had first woken up in the lab.
(Aye,) Sixteen voices responded in unison. 0021 grinned happily.
(Then follow my lead. 0043, you should be able to dupe them pretty easily.) 0021 said, taking charge. 0043 entered acceleration mode and 0021 was soon to follow after.
"GET THEM!" Josephine roared, pulling out a silver gun and firing. "Pierre, shoot the others on Andrew's mark!"
Either 0021 or 0043 slowed and fired at the two boys inside the ship Josephine and Marco were standing on.
"The one with the sword is 0021, get her!" Marco bellowed. 0014 screeched in anguish.
The clouds were split in pieces by lightning and fell with the boom of thunder. The pieces fell as ice and needles of water and stung when they hit. Wind raced along, whipping the clouds about and threatened to pull humans and cyborgs off their feet and carry them within its billows. Water churned and sloshed up to lick the tops of the warships, and splashed up to splash the heads of many people. Missiles suddenly cut through the sheet of wind and headed toward the warship that the humans stood upon.
0034 and 004 had their legs unhinged and were preparing to fire another missile, and 0017 had her hammer out and prepared to do the same. 0014 was standing with her fists clenched up to her chest and legs spread apart so she could weather an attack. 0043 changed again to her true form and 0021 knocked Marco out cold with her sword. 0016 aimed some of her ice at Josephine.
And Josephine avoided it. She laughed and fired her gun at the pissed off 0016, who also avoided the shot.
"You fools! Do you not remember that my brothers helped see to your very creation? I can predict your every move!" Josephine crowed. "But Pierre was the one who wanted to come. We'll be leaving now, but the bombs are set to go off within the next twenty-four hours. Your first hint to find the first atomic bomb is where the messiest place on Earth is…wait a second, the God damn authoress switched it!"
Josephine pressed the button again and her headgear sprang back over her face. "Oh yes…the first bomb is where fog rolls in and out, and you can almost set your watch to it."
0021 clapped her hands. "Off with you. Now."
And just like that, they vanished.
"Well, that was totally anticlimactic." 0014 said. The storm began to quiet down. "Does anyone have any clue as to where fog rolls in and out?"
0021 smiled. "I think I have a pretty good idea as to where you want to go. The only place I know like that is San Francisco, since I live practically twenty minutes away from it."
"Aren't we sort of wasting our twenty-four hours?" 0015 asked. "Well, we could just leave the planet and…"
"That's a nice plan, I could die in the process." 0043 said. She relaxed back in her chair and smiled a wicked smile.
"I say it's dirt cheap to do that," 0021 snapped. She seated herself at the controls. "As much as I hate flying, I'll pilot us if I can."
"Hey then, move over," 0050 said. 0021 stood up. "They were teaching me to pilot this thing when they had just finished it…"
Her hands moved over the controls. "0021, fix the windshield. 0016, you co-pilot."
"I remember Black Ghost explaining to 0021 how she could have any power she wanted. Why are we going to waste time flying when she could teleport us to San Francisco?" 0017 asked. "0021, why don't you fix that then get us there?"
0021 sat down and leaned her head on her palms. "You're asking me to do a lot. Every single person on board has to be willing to go along with this, or I'll fail and we'll all die. 0043, that does not mean you should object. If I have to, I'll get in your head and make you go along."
"Fine, I won't," 0043 sighed. 0021 smiled and the windshield glued itself together. "Oh. I should mention to you what you're dealing with. Josephine came up with a tiny, tiny bomb that is about as big as your palm and is capable of wiping out an entire nation. Her brothers created the newest in nuclear technology – a nuclear bomb that can be concealed as anything they wish it to be and can wipe out a continent."
"How do you know this stuff?" 0034 asked. "I was there for nine years and I never even knew about Scarl or any of his four lunatic kids!"
"You must remember," 0043 said, "My family was so close with Black Ghost, I knew Josephine as I grew up and was forced to admire her along with my own siblings. I have such a wonderful, caring family, don't I?"
"009…should we wear normal clothes when we go into the city?" 0021 asked. She had a sphere of blue light raging in between her palms, which were stretched as far away from her body as possible. "I don't care about your answer."
The light spilled from her palms and began to engulf the various cyborgs. 0042 laughed as it tickled her neck. Finally, the light began to climb the walls, and lastly, it took 0021's body in.
There was a flash of white light, and then there was a cityscape out the window. And that wasn't the only thing that had changed.
"Holy shit, I'm wearing my chains again!" 0042 exclaimed happily. The headband was gone from her hair, and it was back down in its ponytail. Her black clothes had also returned.
"Isn't this lovely," 0043 said. "We get to see each other in normal clothes."
0021 smiled weakly. "My fault. 001 and 003 found where they hid the bomb."
"Where? I'll go get it!" 002 volunteered.
0021 cocked an eyebrow. "It's in the Marina District."
"Where is that?" 0014 asked.
"Well, let's think," 0021 said in mock wonder. "Mar means sea, so the Marina District must be where?"
"Tee hee, 0021." 0014 remarked coldly. "Split into groups of two and search around. I'm with 002."
"009 is mine!" 0021 said before 003 could open her mouth.
So everyone got a partner that they more or less liked. Well, for 0014, 0016, 0017, and 0021, they were piss-ass pleased. The others…well, most were okay.
"This is different than I thought it would be," 0042 said, cruising along the coastline. "So far nothing."
She had gotten partnered with 007. He poked his head out of the sand as a crab and shook his head. "Nothing down there, either."
"Do you really think that Josephine would have taken the time to bury it?" 0043 said skeptically in their ears, even though she was a good distance away. "0021 was just telling us to get off the coast because it isn't there."
"Come on, crabby," 0042 said, picking up 007. "We're going jumping."
"J-j-j-j-umping?" 007 asked. 0042 grinned with all her teeth again.
"Yes, jumping."
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"0017, did you find it?" 004 asked. 0017 turned around.
"If it's glass, has two steel caps, and a silver capsule inside, I think I did." 0017 replied, stooping and picking the named object up. She showed it to 004.
"Very good!" Josephine called from up on a ladder. "You next hint to the first bio-bomb is the capital of the greenest country in Europe!"
She vanished into thin air.
"We found it!" 0017 said. In a flash, 009 and 0021 were standing next to her.
"Okay, now we just have to get everyone else." 009 said. 0021 folded her arms.
"And it's always the girl from California," 0021 muttered, then all the others appeared.
"Wonderful. 0017, if you drop that, an atomic explosion will occur," 0043 said. "0021, get us back to the Dolphin."
"Why don't you ever want to help?" 0021 whined, and they stood in the Dolphin. "You may fly to wherever we're headed. I've used way too much energy to teleport us for a third time."
"Then I guess I'll have to," 0050 said. They were flung backwards, then forwards like they were in a huge slingshot. "Where to?"
"Capital of the greenest country in Europe," 0017 answered.
"Dublin, Ireland." 0021 said.
"Let's go then, shall we?" 0050 asked. The slingshot effect intensified and they were flung out over a view of….
"Sheep. You're kidding me." 0034 said, sweatdropping. "They're gonna hide a bomb with sheep?"
"We're not in Dublin, you moron," 0043 said. "We're out in the Ring of Kelly."
"And how the hell do you know that?" 0034 asked.
"I have a book filled with postcards," 0043 answered simply. 0034 steamed quietly. 0043 silently laughed at her, evidently amused by the whole matter.
0021 was holding the box of DOOM! again, and she seemed happy about it. Her eyes were glistening blue-green, ready to pop from her skull.
"I have an idea," 0017 said. "Why don't we send two people out and guide them from up here? That way I can clean this dump."
"Aren't you just all sugar and spice," 002 growled. It merited him a whack from her hammer.
"For that, you're going out. We'll update you on where it is when we get the chance. 0014, since you're his partner, you get to split up and search." 0017 said happily. 002 groaned and got slapped by 0014.
"Just shut up. I can always make you miserable." 0014 snapped.
"MAN UP, BOY!" 0021 sang happily, standing on the ceiling and laughing her ass off at 002. 0043 cocked an eyebrow. "Was that out of place?"
"Yes." 0043 replied.
"Sorry…" 0021 said, floating down off the ceiling. "I tend to do that quite a bit."
"You seem like a person to," 0043 replied blankly. "And someone who is easily impressed."
0021 waved her hand and smiled. "I really hope you've got someone good who can impress me. I take a lot of work. And you need to do something awesome. Not just like scoring great. What I mean is like, actually being able to freely write when there isn't an outline for you. So, 0043, how simple is that?"
0043 picked her tophat off her head. "What I say: nice. But my guy would have tried to do something insane. Like jump off a bridge in lover's suicide. Or rather, I don't want anyone."
"Can we ask WHY you're talking about GUYS?" 0050 interrupted. "Oh crap, that rhymed."
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"Remind me when we get back to duct tape 0021's mouth shut when we get back," 002 hissed.
"STFU, BASTARD!" 0021 sang merrily into 002 and 0014's ears. 002 groaned.
"Relax. Next time we'll send her out on this crazy wild goose chase." 0014 hissed right back. The weather was clouding over rapidly.
002 punched a trash can. "This is hopeless! 0021, you hear me, damn you! Get your ass down here and help us!"
"You only needed to ask, bastard," 0021 said happily. "Just go up that ladder to the top of the building and you'll find something waiting.
0015 laughed, sitting back on the Dolphin. "They spent three hours walking around shops together! Isn't it so adorable?"
"If you were to ask me," 0016 said, "He's trying to forget me. I'm the one thing he couldn't escape because he was the one who turned me into such…."
0034 sighed deeply and continued to braid 0050's hair. "If you were to ask me, he looks pretty fine. Maybe I should do a steak-out tonight and claim my territory." 0034 said.
"We've got it," 0014 said. "And keep your paws off!"
0021 teleported the two back with the bomb. Attached to the bomb was a short message:
Like we created you, this is hidden where the waves ate a continent and they're saving it to be born anew.
"I know that Andrew was into mythology and shit, but this is going a wee bit too far," 0043 noted. "He harps a lot on ancient cities and all that bull."
"Like Egypt? And the Maya Civilization? And Machiu Pichu?" 0021 asked.
"He harped on Atlantis…ATLANTIS!" 0043 suddenly realized. 0021 slapped herself.
"The city that sunk beneath the waves!" 0021 exclaimed. 0015 and 0017 looked like anime characters that had just eaten crappy main shojou's cooking.
"I think we're some bizarre work of an authoress's imagination," 0017 said.
"You aren't alone." 0015 answered.
"You're kidding me," 0021 said, aghast. "You mean the bastard knew both of them?"
"At this point in time, we should be moving on," 0043 said. "0042, you and 007 will go and search underwater for the bomb. And 0021, would you glue your fucking mouth shut while they're gone?"
The named cyborg was currently making stars with duct tape on the walls. 0043 muttered something and buried her head in her hands. "This is going to be hopeless if we don't get her to teleport us,"
"We're there, we're there…" 0021 sang on and on. 0043 ripped a piece of duct tape off the wall and stuck it across 0021's mouth. Ripping down another side of the huge star, she tied 0021's hands together so she couldn't tear the duct tape off. 0021 shrugged.
Her bindings burned off. "I'm not that stupid. If I can be taking courses that seniors normally take, then I must be doing something right. 0050, aim this time for the gulf in-between Eurasia and Africa. Underwater, if you don't mind."
0050 smiled. "You're weird, but I can get used to a person like you around. You're a crack up to be around – I don't think I'll get bored very easily by you. Do you get bored easily?"
0021 was coloring the duct tape.
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Sorry for the short update. I got a crappy grade in the last trimester, and I've been really upset about it. For a while, this fic may be slowly updating as I finish a few short stories like To Nowhere and Getting the Picture. Forgive me, since no one else will. I continue to love you all! All who figure out who the quartet are will get a plushie of them!