AN-Thanks again for all the support I've been getting from you guys with this story, I rally appreciate it. This oneshot is actually a continuation from the last one; hope you enjoy!

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Simulation

"Thanks again for coming with me, Sam," Freddie said as he drove through Seattle to his Galaxy Wars fan club meeting.

"I didn't have a choice; stupid bet," Sam mumbled under her breath.

"Still, thanks for coming," Freddie said. "Although I still can't believe you wouldn't dress up."

"I still can't believe that you can't believe that I won't dress up," Sam said. She looked at her boyfriend's costume. "What are you supposed to be again?"

"Nug Nug!" I've told you a million times!" Freddie exclaimed.

"I know, but it's fun to make you annoyed," Sam smiled.

Freddie rolled his eyes as he pulled into a bookstore parking lot.

"This is where you have these meetings?" Sam asked.

"Yup, a guy in the club's father owns it, and he lets us use the back room," Freddie said.

"Great, a bookstore and Galaxy Wars," Sam sighed, getting out of the car. "What a wild Saturday night."

"I know, right?" Freddie said excitedly, oblivious to her sarcastic tone. "Come on, I can't wait for all the other guys to see that I have a hot, blonde girlfriend. I bet none of them have even touched a girl other than their mothers or sisters. They're going to be so jealous!"

"And Carly said this wouldn't be that bad," Sam said as she followed Freddie.

When they got to the back room, Freddie did a fancy knock.

"It's our secret knock," Freddie explained. "It's a reference to the secret association of Jepi."

"When I win I bet, I'm never this cruel," Sam said. "This is just plain evil of you."

"Greetings Nug Nug," a pale, skinny boy with thick glasses said, opening up the door. "We've been waiting for-hey, who's that?"

"This, is my girlfriend, Sam," Freddie said, stepping into the room. "You know, the one you all claimed I made up."

"A real girl?" a large boy wearing a sweat stained T-shirt and some sort of weird hat. "Wow."

"How do we know you didn't just find her somewhere?" asked another one. He stepped over to Sam. "Are you being held here against your will?"

"Absolutely," Sam nodded.

"Sam!" Freddie exclaimed.

"Fine, no," Sam sighed. "I'm his girlfriend. You happy?"

"Why didn't she dress up?" asked the boy who had opened the door for them. "I'm sure she would've made a very nice Princess Maya."

"Yeah, she could've worn the silver bikini!" the second boy said.

Sam twisted his arm into a very painful position.

"Sam, come on," Freddie said, pulling her away from the boy, who was now on the floor withering in pain.

"She hurt my arm!" the boy cried.

"Oh man up," Sam snapped.

"Er, okay," one of the other boys said. "Let's get this meeting going. Lord Radinton, bring it out!"

A boy dressed in a long black cloak and some sort of mask wheeled out two strange looking objects that looked like motorcycle helmets. Sam didn't see what was so special about it, but all the others gasped.

"That's not-" Freddie said. "It can't be."

"The new Galaxy Wars Simulation Helmets," the boy said proudly. "A friend of a friend knows the manufacturer. He got us two to test out."

"What are they?" Sam frowned.

"Only the latest in interactive gaming," Freddie answered. "They recreate the Battle of Panthatar so that you can actually be fighting right along side all the action!"

"Battle of what?"

"The Battle of Panthatar is one of the most important battles in the galaxy," one of the members explained, looking disgusted that she didn't know already. He turned to the others. "Can't expect girls to know too much about battles, can you? She'd probably put on the helmet and get dematerialized by a cruiser in less than five seconds."

"Um, Artie, you might want to-" Freddie warned.

"Okay," Sam said, picking up one of the helmets. "Let's see then."

"Wait, what?" Artie frowned, confused. "You-you want to battle me?"

"You got it. That is, unless you're too chicken I'd beat you."

"Of course not," he said, picking up the other helmet. "Let the battle commence!"

"I don't think this is such a good idea," Freddie said, watching his girlfriend and Artie prepare.

In less then two minutes, Artie was proved painfully wrong. Sam's character in the game had defeated him so badly that he was sent back three levels.

"I-I lost," Artie said, taking off the helmet. "To a female who knows nothing of the outside galaxy!"

"Yeah, don't you forget it," Sam said, tossing the helmet onto the couch. Then she walked over and slugged him in the shoulder. "And I can beat you in the real world too."

"Er, I think we should go," Freddie said, grabbing Sam's hand. "See you next week, guys."

"Let me guess," Sam said as they walked back to Freddie's car. "You're going to lecture me on 'the proper way to act in public' again."

"Ordinarily yes, I would," Freddie nodded. "But there was something oddly satisfying about seeing you beat up that guy in the game."

"What?" Sam laughed.

"Let's just say," Freddie said, staring the car. "That you would've made a very hot Galaxy Trooper."