"You're an idiot, Sunstrider."

Kael'thas looked up from the book he was reading.

"And how so, Windrunner?"

"Well, for starters, you didn't tell anyone that you needed mana, but I guess you had other things on your mind, like not dying."

"And you just disproved your own point by saying I had more pressing matters to attend to."

"BUT you also know that without mana you could die, sooo…."

"Whatever." Kael'thas said, taking a sip from a styrofoam cup with mana in it.

"Well, at least you're getting some mana now."

"How have things been going with the others?"

"Tyrande's been catching up with Malfurion, Jaina's been, well, Jaina, Brightwing's practicing flying, Lo's still tied to a chair, Li Li's been tossing healing brews at things, And Li-Ming's acting even more awkward towards Sonya than ever before."

"Poor Li-Ming. I don't personally care if Sonya turns her down or not, but-"

Sylvanas slapped Kael'thas across the face.

"Ow! What in the hells was that for, Sylvanas?!"

"You should never say that."

"Say what?!"

"Say that you don't care whether or not Sonya turns her down."

"Why would you care? You never really show any emotions at all. Why do you care about her?"

"We need everyone if we're going to assault the Raven Lord's castle."

"You're not suggesting that if she gets turned down, she'll...No, Sylvanas. That's ridiculous. Li-Ming is a girl who won't do that because some other girl turned her down. And besides, what is she, 19? That's too young to be in a relationship, in my opinion."

"That's because Elves age slower than humans, you know that. Just because we were the equivalent of 4-year-olds when we were 19 doesn't mean that she's too little to date."

"Hey, what weird gibberish language are you guys speaking?" Li-Ming said, turning the corner.

"I hadn't realised we had been conversing in Thalassian this entire time…." Kael'thas said.

"Ohhhh! That's what your weird Elf language is called.

Sylvanas stared at Li-Ming. "Yeah...Weird Elf language."

"Can you guys tell me how to say curse words in that? I wanna say curse words around Li Li without her telling me she's gonna tell Chen I said that."

"Annyyywaaayyyssss…." Kael'thas said, the word long and strung out, trying to take the conversation off of Thalassian cusses.

"Anyways," Sylvanas picked up after Kael's sentence. "We're going on another expedition to find other Heroes. Kael'thas, Li-Ming, you guys want to come along?"

"Of course!" Li-Ming replied cheerily. "But, Kael, can you even stand?"

"Of course I can, woman. I'm an Elf, and Elves aren't weak!" He proudly announced. He tried to stand, but when he got on his feet, he fell over.

"Yeah, you're still really weak from lack of mana, huh? I guess Elves can be weak at times." Li-Ming chuckled, looking at Kael'thas on the floor.

"Shut up." He annoyedly said, his voice muffled by the floor.

"I'll go ask Diablo to carry you if you still want to come." Sylvanas sighed, facepalming.

"By carry, I didn't think you'd have thought that." Sylvanas said, chuckling at the sight. Diablo had Kael'thas slung over his large shoulder, and Kael was obviously not happy with it.

"GET ME OFF OF THIS DAMN MORON!" Kael'thas yelled.

"Oh come on, you know you love it, shortstack." Diablo said, mocking Kael'thas.

"DID YOU JUST CALL ME SHORTSTACK?! WHAT THE FLYING FU-"

"KAEL'THAS! LET'S NOT SAY THAT IN THE PRESENCE OF A CHILD!" Sylvanas yelled, gesturing to Li Li.

"I am not short. For your info, I stand at almost 7 feet tall!" Kael'thas replied to Diablo.

"That's short to me."

"THAT'S SHORT TO YOU?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! JUST FORGET IT! LET'S GO ALREADY!"

"So, housing district, wrecked." Li-Ming said, glancing upon the destroyed houses.

"Not that one!" Diablo exclaimed, pointing a long, jagged finger at an untouched house.

"What house? Where?! GET ME OFF THIS MONSTER!" Kael'thas screamed.

"Kael, shut up. You're going to attract Lost Minions!" Li-Ming said.

"I think I can walk again now." He proudly announced. "So can I get off this guy now?!"

Sylvanas let out an annoyed sigh. "Yeah, sure, if you think you can walk. Diablo, let him down."

Diablo grabbed Kael'thas by the hand and flung him off, and Kael landed on his behind a couple yards away.

"Gently! We don't need anyone else with broken bones, we've already got the problem with Hammy Wammy's leg." Sylvanas glared at Diablo.

Kael'thas very slowly stood up. He could stand and walk, just unbearably slow.

"This is going to take all day." Sylvanas muttered in Thalassian.

The house smelled musty and was covered in dust, and in the dust there were footprints.

"Someone's definitely been here." Sylvanas remarked.

"But who?" Kael'thas replied.

"I don't know. Let's just hope whoever they are, they're friendly."

"Let's go up the stairs, maybe they're in a bedroom."

Sylvanas knocked on the first door she found.

"Hello? Anyone in here?" She asked.

"Asha'falah dure?" A woman's voice called from behind the door.

"Huh?" Li-Ming asked.

"I recognize that, and I'm sure Sylvanas does, too." Kael'thas said.

"What is it, then, mortal?" Diablo asked.

"It's Darnassian, the language of the Kaldorei. Since Lord Illidan is dead, and Malfurion and Tyrande are back at the base, then whoever is in there must be Lunara."

"Lunara, come out this instant!" Sylvanas yelled, like she was her mother, although Lunara must have been thousands of years older than Sylvanas.

"I repeat, Asha'falah dure." The woman repeated.

"I know how to do this. I studied Darnassian when I was a boy." Kael'thas smirked and walked up to the door.

He cleared his throat. "Dure medo dure, andinque." He said cooly.

"Part of that was Thalassian, but I'll let it slide." The woman behind the door said.

The door slid open, and there the First daughter of Cenarius stood.

"Thank Elune. We thought we were going to die alone."

"'We'?" Li-Ming asked.

"Me, Chen, Murky, and unfortunately…"

Arthas appeared behind Lunara. Sylvanas and Kael'thas groaned.

"Oh no, it's Arthas." Sylvanas muttered, her voice sour.

"Oh, chin up, hag." Arthas spat.

"I don't care whether or not we need everyone, i'm killing this son of a…." Sylvanas whispered, her hand on a shadow dagger.

"Let's not do that, even though I myself would love to kill that bastard one million times over. We need everyone, remember?" Kael'thas said to Sylvanas.

"At least Candle-ears agrees with me. Isn't that right, knife-ears?"

Kael'thas bared his teeth. "I hope you realize, you insolent child, that knife-ears is a racial insult to both Kaldorei and Sin'dorei respectively. As other Elves, even if one is only half, I'm sure Lunara and Sylvanas can support my claim."

"Of course I know it's a racial slur, you pointy-eared buffoon. Do you think i'm an idiot?"

"YES!" Kael'thas and Sylvanas screamed in unison.

Arthas had his hand on Frostmourne now.

"I would consider shutting it, lest I make an ear necklace today."

"Did you just say 'lest' correctly in a sentence? So you have more than 3 brain cells, apparently?" Kael'thas asked, laughing heartily.

"Uh, guys, we found what we needed to find. Let's leave, before someone loses an eye or an ear or something!" Li-Ming interrupted before things got too nasty.

"So how did things go?" Tracer asked bubbly.

"Great, until Arthas showed up." Sylvanas replied, her voice as sour as a lemon.

"I'm not the undead, sour, bitter, horrible, ugly, dishonorable brat in this situation." Arthas glared at Sylvanas.

"Well, at least she's not the woman-stealing, rude, impudent, repulsive cavity in the situation." Kael'thas smirked as he said it, giving Arthas a stare that could make a wolf back down from doing anything else.

"Well, as it seems, all Quel'dorei or Sin'dorei or Shit'dorei or whatever edgy name you're calling yourselves this year, are the exact same. Same mindset, horribly arrogant. same body type, too skinny to look healthy. Oh, and Kael'thas, at the very least I don't look like a woman, and I actually have body hair."

"Shit'dorei? Was the ruthless slaughter of millions of my people just a sick joke to you, Arthas? If you don't shut your overlarge mouth, so help me Elune, i'm backhanding you all the way back to-"

"SO IN OTHER NEWS, I FOUND A BOX OF SODAS, IF ANYONE WANTS TO JOIN ME IN DRINKING THEM!" Jaina screamed, emerging from the other room, desperate in taking the hostile conversation from going anywhere lethal.

"Depends, do you have any wine?" Kael'thas asked.

"I have cherry."

"Then I'm in!"

"Kael, you drink alcohol?" Li-Ming asked, dumbfounded.

"Of course I do! What self-respecting man doesn't?"

"An actual self-respecting man drinks ale and beer, not sissy wine." Arthas gave a nasty grin towards Kael'thas.

"Well, excuse me if I don't like to get hammered after 4 drinks!"

"Actually, doesn't wine have more of an alcoholic effect on the brain then ale?" Jaina asked.

"Uh..No…"

"Yeah, especially on you! I remember before this whole fiasco you'd get shitfaced after 3! It was hilarious!"

"Can I drink some, too?" Li-Ming asked them.

"It depends. Are you 21?"

"No."

"Then sorry, no adult grape juice for you."

"Let's go. The more we talk, the more I want wine." Kael'thas said, walking towards the kitchen.

"Haha, wait up!"

Skull: Nah...Probably...Okay, most definitely. And Sgt. Hammer said the 'Sunnywell' comment.

Lucario: What will probably happen for her is the air route. The sky is always safer to smaller and more adorable things. Also, Auriel will probably have to use her resurrect on somebody, I'm just not sure who yet.