Author's notes: Expect updates to be sudden and not on any sort of schedule. I try to update whenever I can.

"Oh, yeah. That's sort of….Spooky." Nova said, staring at the blurry image.

"Just spooky? Not anything else, Friend Nova?"

"No. Just spooky. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, though. It's just those weird special minions. You know, the ones who don't die after the battle's over?"

Brightwing thought for a moment.

"Now Brightwing remembers them! They chased Brightwing on Hallow's End, calling Brightwing 'One of those god-awful Heroes who need to be killed permanently'."

"Um, That last remark might be something we need to worry about. Better tell the others." Nova muttered.

Butcher's Barbecue Was the best restaurant in the Nexus. The only other option was Murky's Fish Taco's, and EVERYBODY, even people with no stomach problems at all, had diarrhea immediately after finishing a meal there. So it was either decent food served by a demon, or stomach-infection inducing raw fish tacos served by a baby Murloc.

Nova knew it was Heroes eat Free night, so everyone would be there. She and her tiny Fae Dragon companion awkwardly bonked into the door, making a noise so loud everyone stopped eating their food and looked up in silence for about 40 seconds.

Sylvanas Windrunner was the first to break the silence.

"Care to talk, or are we just going to have to stare at you until our food gets cold?" She snapped.

Nova looked like a scientist who had just discovered a black hole the size of the galaxy about to swallow it up.

"Do you all remember last Hallow's End?"

All the Heroes started saying a mix of yes's, ranging from "Yes, indeed." to "Hell yeah, man!"

"And do you all remember the Mana-Cola pool, and more importantly, the woods behind it in the video?"

Everyone began laughing, even Sylvanas, who only laughed when an orphanage burned to the ground, or something else as horrible.

"Well, Brightwing just noticed something. Butcher? Hey Butch, do you have a video projection screen or something?"

The Butcher just grunted in weird noises, like he usually did, before bringing out a projector.

"Are we watching a Movie, or a shoddy video on Multitube?" Said Sylvanas snarkily.

The video began.

"She's totally not going to do it." The obvious teenager behind the camera announced.

Brightwing backed up on her legs, ran, flipped three times, missed, bumped her head, died. Completely normal.

"Pause it!" Nova yelled. The Butcher hastily stopped the video.

"Zoom in."

"Right there! See? It's a lost Minion!"

"Strange, I always thought when they got lost, they just starved to death." Kael'thas interrupted.

"Shut your brat mouth, Kael, I think the woman's on to something." Sylvanas yelled to him.

"Are you always this much of an angry soccer mother or what?" He yelled back to her.

"Both of you, shut it!" Screamed Arthas. Now it was really on. They all yelled back insults to each other, such as "Candle Ears" and "Frosty the Snowman", to "Corpse Breath". So, in essence, like children. Fully grown, grumpy toddlers. Edgy 12 year olds in a Youtube comment section as adults.

"ALL THREE OF YOU, SHUT YOUR MANA-HOLES BEFORE WE SHUT THEM FOR YOU." A group of angry Realm Guards shouted.

That got them to shut up.

"As I was saying," Nova glared at all 3 of them. "We think they actually pose a threat."

"Those tiny things? The Panda child, Li Li, barely makes it to my kneecaps and she is still taller than them. And you want to talk about them posing a threat." Sonya said to Nova.

"Just listen, Friends! Before Brightwing eats your throats!"

Now everyone was REALLY ready to listen, mainly because they wanted to have their vocal cords in their throats, not in Brightwings stomach acid.

"Brightwing got chased by those scary people on Hallow's End! They said Brightwing was just another Hero who should die! They hate Friends like us for some reason! We should group up and try to figure out why!"

Sylvanas stood. "I, for once, agree with a Dragon." She threw a scowl at Chromie. "If they hate us so much, they might try to destroy the respawn points and kill us permanently! And I, for one, am not having that one bit!"

Kael had another argument up his sleeve. "Sit yourself down, Windrunner. That has already been proven impossible! And even if it WERE possible, which, hint hint, it's not, they'd have them heavily guarded, and not just sitting out there like a plastic flamingo!"

"Nobody asked you, Candlewick ears." Arthas said.

"I SAY ALL 3 OF YOU SHOULD HAVE AN AGNI KAI!" Tracer giggled.

Everyone in the restaurant gave her a confused stare.

"Avatar the Last Airbender? Anyone? Really? Man, this place is sad." Tracer sat back down, still with a girlish grin on her face.

"Agni Kai? What the hell?" somebody mumbled.

"As I was saying before Douche'thas ever so rudely interrupted me, they might try to destroy them. But as Kael said, That has been proven to be impossible. But guess who did that inspection?"

Everyone in the room began whispering within one another, trying to guess who did it.

Sylvanas facepalmed. "The Raven Lord, you morons! The Raven Lord!"

There was a loud "Ohhhhhhh…." in the crowd before, again, Kael'thas stood up.

"What are you getting at, Windrunner?" He announced.

"I'm saying the Raven Lord faked the inspections so we wouldn't worry, you dolt!"

"You dare speak to a Prince that way? Fine, you want to talk ugly, let's talk ugly. Alleria is dead."

There was a huge gasp and someone fainted.

Sylvanas' face scrunched up. She walked closer, and closer, and closer to Kael'thas.

"I've got a message too. Rommath hated you!"

Kael gasped "Untrue! Rommath was one of my most loyal Magisters! If you want to tell lies, let's make it even. You purposely died during the Fall of Quel'thalas, because you have an insatiable god complex, and you're just somebody that loves to watch the world BURN! Don't be such a bi-"

Before Kael could finish his swear, Sylvanas tackled him and knocked him into a table. Kael scratched Sylvanas across the face with one of his bright red fingernails, sending her holding her cheek and giving him an advantage. He punched Sylvanas in the stomach, sending her into the next table over. Sylvanas got up and charged, kicking Kael in the nose, successfully breaking it. All the Heroes and civilians had gotten up to watch the two elves beat the living salad out of each other, and to get video footage, post it online, or maybe show it to the news.

[Somewhere in the crowd]

Nova had originally run over to break the fight and maybe even give both of them a few punches of her own for interrupting the announcement, but watching two people, two very powerful people, beat each other senselessly, had proved to be quite entertaining. She was nearly about to bet gold with Kerrigan for which one would win, until a tiny tap on her shoulder shoved her back into reality.

"Friend Nova? What about us telling them about the scary people?" Brightwing said in a tiny, scared voice.

"Me no like seeing friends fight…"

Nova knew just who to ask for help. She spotted Proudmoore in the crowd, who was yelling for both of them to stop.

"Both of you! I thought you were adults! Stop hurting each other! Sylvanas, stop Roundhouse kicking him in the nose, for pete's sake! It's already broken as it is!"

"Jaina."

"Nova! Can you do something about this? They simply won't stop! And over what? An argument over the Raven Lord?"

"Actually, I was thinking you could make them stop…"

Jaina's eyes grew wide.

"What do you...have in mind?"

"They both act like children, they'll both be distracted like children. Get everyone to shout 'SWIPER, NO SWIPING' They'll stop to look at the crowd for a moment, probably to flip them off. That's when you'll freeze them."

Jaina giggled. "'Swiper no swiping'. Heheheheheh."

"Jaina. We have enough children in here. The only reason we're acting like children is to distract them."

Nova stepped back, and watched Jaina tell one Hero to another about the plan. Heroes told Heroes, Heroes told Civilians, Everyone screams the children's line, bam. Frozen elf-sicles.

"On 3!" Nova shouted. "One, two, three!"

The crowd hardly finished saying "Swiping" when the two picked up on the song, and turned to the crowd. Jaina leapt forward, casted a spell, and froze them into mini, living glaciers.

"It sorta burnt singin' like a kid." said Sgt. Hammer.

"Remind me to wash my mouth when I get home, singing like a child left a bad taste in my mouth." mumbled Li Ming.

"Nova, couldn't we have come up with something better, because I sort of had high self-confidence before I sang that and now I feel like an utter baby." Kerigan whispered into the Ghost's ear.

The only person who enjoyed it was Brightwing. She was still singing it, while other Heroes tried to grab her mouth in an attempt at making her shut up.

Nova stepped toward the Ice cube that used to be Kael'thas Sunstrider and Sylvanas Windrunner.

"Will you two shut up now, and let each other speak on their own terms, and NOT scream at each other like children?"

Very muffled voices could be heard saying "Uh-huh." as their bodies were frozen and they were unable to make any other noises.

"Jaina, Melt em'."

The two collapsed into a pile of ice cold water and blood.

Kael'thas had a bleeding eye, multiple chipped teeth, a missing Canine Incisor, a torn earlobe, and one of his fingernails had come off. Sylvanas had a large scratch on her cheek, a bruise on her stomach, a large chunk of hair missing, and 4 broken, bleeding fingers.

Kael'thas looked at Sylvanas. "I just want to finish my food now." he said quietly to her, and walked off towards his table. Sylvanas shouted after him:

"Yeah, that's right! BE ashamed! A woman beat you in combat! How does it feel, huh?! I bet it feels SO nice for a narcissist like yourself!"

Nova cleared her throat. "CAN WE PLEASE FINISH OUR TALK NOW, AND CAN YOU ALL GO BACK TO YOUR TABLES?!"

Everyone scrambled back to their seats.

"Okay, so what we know is, the respawn points have probably been falsely inspected, the Minions hate us for whatever reason, and are probably plotting ways to dispose of us permanently. We just need to know why, and we need a lookout team." Nova discussed.

"That settles it, now. We would need at least 24 lookout teams, for each battleground, and each respawn base for the teams. We would also need 2 extra for the out-of-battleground respawns. Kerrigan said.

"Now, who wants to volunteer?"

As soon as Nova finished her sentence, there was a loud explosion outside. Everyone rushed to the windows.

At one of the out-of-battleground respawns, a large blue cloud of smoke was erupting from it. The Raven Lord's voice cut through the air.

"Attention, Heroes. Stay calm."

And the Heroes...Did the opposite of stay calm.

Dear Consort: Thanks! I actually am thinking of going slower with the plot though. Any tips?

SkullyPirate: Haha, yeah. I've seen that too.