A/N: This is more of a filler. Just showing how life has been for them in the hideout and I have to say that I wanted to upload this yesterday since it was the 3 Year Anniversary of DDLC and I just couldn't because of these psychiatrist appointments. So it's been kinda hard to proofread everything. So I'm taking this time to upload this, albeit, a day after the anniversary of DDLC, but it's still here. It's also not a special chapter. It's a filler. You know what? Here you go. A filler. Yeeeeeah.

As for my mental stability, it's been a lot better since I was diagnosed. I gotta thank my psychiatrist friend. She has helped me all throughout this. I owe her my life as I was very close to the end of my rope. Things are still up and down, but things have been better. I'll work more to control the thoughts every now and then while still bringing out chapters of awesomeness to all you great people. I currently have 3 chapters ready to upload, but I will upload them in due time. So until next time, enjoy this chapter!


Tridon walked around the kitchen in the hideout and scavenged the fridge. He clicked his tongue every now and then before taking out a protein shake. He shook it for a second while walking towards one of the rooms.

Inside was Tiffany looking through the usb they had managed to keep. She was so focused and distracted by the usb that she didn't even notice Tridon walking up behind her.

He knelt next to her and looked at her face glued to her laptop. He sighed and stood up. He walked out of the room so that he wouldn't distract her and continued walking around.


He walked into the firing range of the hideout and noticed Jen with Monika and Yuri. She was helping them handle gun.

"Is it really 3 o'clock already?" Tridon looked at his watch and nodded, "I guess it is."

"Yuri," Jen started with frustration, "quit limp wristing when you're firing a handgun. You're gonna do nothing but jam the handgun. That's only if it doesn't fly out of your hand."

"I'm sorry Jen. It just feels different."

"It shouldn't feel anymore different than a scenario."

"It just does."

"Working hard girls?" Tridon asked from the doorway.

"Tridon!" Monika called out, "I've gotten better. Jen said I'll be able to handle a rifle soon."

"That's good." Tridon walked over to Monika and asked, "Let's see you shoot that target," Tridon pressed the button next to her and said, "from 30 meters."

"30?" Monika shakingly asked, "Jen hasn't had us shoot past 10 meters with handguns."

"If you want to be on our level, then you'll have to learn how to hit targets that are near or farther than a hundred feet."

"B-But..."

"Come on." Tridon squeezed Monika's shoulder and said, "I'm right here."

"Alright." Monika aimed the handgun down the range and exhaled. She fired her whole clip with each round fired in between 3 second intervals. Tridon watched her technique and where each bullet went, "Okay. The whole clip."

"Okay." Tridon pressed the button and Monika watched as the target came back. Her eyes brightened when she saw that she hit the target, "Impressive, but you only hit 30 percent of your shots. That means 3 hit the target, but only 1 hit the actually target."

"But you gotta admit, that's impressive."

"It is, but you still need to work on your technique." Tridon looked at Jen and gave her a thumbs up, "I'm sure you saw what she needed help on."

"Yup. I'll handle it from here."

"Have any of you seen our reconciling friends?"

"I think they're in the gym." Monika answered, "Natsuki has been trying to get stronger and more athletic with Chelsea's help."

"I'll go check on them then." Tridon waved the girls off and continued to the gym.


"Natsuki," Chelsea started, "you'll get keep straining yourself if you don't get the right technique. I keep telling ya' that technique is everything."

"I keep asking you to show me, but I still can't get it."

Tridon knocked on the door and waved to them, "Hey there you two." Tridon walked over to them and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sayori still can't get a full workout in without destroying herself. Like right now, she just threw out her knee doing a simple squat."

"Well," Tridon walked over to Natsuki and held his hands out, "let me see your knee."

"B-But..."

"Quit being a baby and let me see." Tridon grabbed her leg and started squeezing around it, "Tell me where it hurts the most."

"Alright..." Natsuki watched Tridon squeeze until she winced right at the tip of her knee, "There..."

"Alright." Tridon rubbed her knee and said, "When you start working out for the first time, squats usually are the hardest to get good technique in without throwing out your knee. Trust me. I know from experience. It's all about keeping your body straight as you go down. Don't put strain on your knees. Rather, deviate the weight of your body all through your lower body as you go down."

"That's easier said than done."

"Trust me. When you do it more and more, it'll eventually become a second nature to you." Tridon lightly slapped her leg and said, "Better?"

"Much better."

"Good."

Chelsea pulled Tridon aside and asked, "Was all that really necessary?"

"What?"

"You know. Rubbing her knee and all that?"

"Natsuki really needs support when she does something out of her comfort zone. That means getting on her level, making her feel comfortable, and just talking to her calmly rather than berate her. Remember, she's a lot more vulnerable than she presents herself. If you wanna rekindle your friendship, then do that." Tridon nodded at Chelsea and turned around, "I just wanted to check on you guys. So keep working hard. I'm gonna go look for my best friend. Any of you seen her?"

"I haven't." Natsuki answered.

"I think I saw her in your room actually." Chelsea responded, "I don't know why though."

"Okay. I'll see you girls later."


Tridon left the room and stared at his protein shake. He looked down the hall towards the quarters and sighed. He tossed the bottle into the bathroom's trash can as he walks by it. He looked at each room that had 2 people sleeping in it at a time.

Chelsea and Natsuki...

Monika and Yuri...

Sayori and Jen...

Finally, Tridon and Tiffany. Tridon looked into his room and saw Sayori looking around at the desk on his side of the room. He walked inside and whistled, making her turn around.

"Oh. Hey bud."

"What are you doing in here?"

"Just wanted to talk to when you got back."

Tridon walked over to his bed and laid down on it, "Well, I'm here. What do you wanna talk about?"

"It's about our current situation. It's been almost 2 weeks since we've started living in this hideout and I've gotten used to it."

"But you don't like it."

"Yeah."

"Well, it's why I'm kinda regretting dragging you and the others into it, but the others seem to be enjoying themselves."

"They are."

"Why can't we enjoy ourselves?"

"H-Huh?"

Tridon stood up and blew air into Sayori's ear, making her jump and push him. Sayori puffed her cheeks out and tackled Tridon on his bed. The two wrestled around for a minute before Tridon pinned Sayori on the bed.

"Look familiar?" Tridon asked.

"I was on top last time."

"So you're fine with either?"

"I wouldn't go any farther you two." Tiffany called out from behind them accompanied by everyone else, "Or the other 3 will destroy Tridon. Either that or they'll spend the rest of the trying to catch Tridon."

"What about my dating trial?!" Monika shouted, "Natsuki's ended already, so when's mine?!"

"Wait. Mine was ended prematurely because of the whole Robert, Voltrov thing." Natsuki fired back, "I should get a legit trial."

"What about me?" Yuri added, "Everyone always gets so much time with him while I'm here waiting for my turn."

"I think you just screwed yourself bud."

"Yeah."

The two of them looked at one another and laughed while Monika, Yuri, and Natsuki all argued who was going to get a trial run with Tridon.