Author's Note:

Alrite! Chapter 1 part 2 of 4. I had alot more time than I had projected, I finished this up pretty quickly. All feedback is welcome and appreciated.
There's two OC's that appear in this part, Kamir and Skyler.

About twenty minutes passed of me sitting there with my eyes closed, Sona's music was so calming, I just wanted to sit there forever. I was wondering, though, to myself, when was Teemo going to say something? He is normally pretty talkative. I decided, that, for once, I should be the one to break the silence.

"You've been quiet, Teemo" I said, keeping my eyes closed

This must have startled him, I thought I heard him jump a little bit in his seat.

"Oh, well, I didn't want to disturb you. I just wanted to come along to hang out, not get in your way."

"What makes you think that you'd be getting in my way?" I asked him, opening my eyes to look at him.

"Well, you did want to come here to listen to Sona, I didn't want to ruin that for you." He told me.

"Don't worry, its not a big deal. Besides, I know you like to talk." I said.

"So, about that match of yours?"
I really felt like yelling at him.

"Teemo, I don't want to talk about it.."

"You do know that it wasn't your fault that you lost, right?" He said, in his softer voice.

"Yeah it was, if it wasn't for me getting killed the whole time, then that Rengar wouldn't have got so fed."

I turned my eyes back to Sona.

"Oh come on, Kennen! Rengar is a very strong individual! I've seen him tear completely through Cho'gath in just two hits! It's not your fault that you had to solo lane against him."

"Teemo, understand, but.."

'I know hes right.. I just can't think of something to say..'

"I guess you're right, Teemo. I should stop being so hard on myself." I said, in a happier tone.

'That doesn't change the fact that I want to kill Urgot.'

"Calm yourself, Kennen. Its alright, it was just one match."

I think I'm starting to go crazy, I could have sworn that Sona just said something to me.

"What was that?" I asked

"What? I didn't hear anything." Teemo replied.

'I'm just hearing things, I guess. Too much stress..'

"No you're not, Kennen. It's me, Sona. Only you can hear me right now, and only I can hear you."

'Wait, really? This is weird.'

"Yes, really! I know you had a hard day, but everybody messes up every once in a while. Lighten up!"

Sona started playing a lighter song, one with a brisk melody to it.

'Thanks for saying that Sona, I really appreciate it."

"You're quite welcome! You should get going, though. You've been here for a while. You should go get something to eat, aren't you hungry?"

Now that she mentioned it, my stomach was feeling a little bit empty. I bet Teemo had to get going, anyway.

"Hey Teemo, I'm a bit hungry, I think I'm going to go eat lunch now. You can come if you'd like."

"I'd love to, but, I have to go talk to Tristana in a few minutes. Maybe another time?" He said, hopping out of the human-sized chair he was sitting in.

"Okay, I'll catch up with you later I guess." I said, reaching for my hood.

"Alritey, bye Kennen!" He said to me with a smile as he ran off toward the door.

I heard the door close behind him. I hopped out of the chair that I was sitting in, gave Sona a short standing ovation, and then headed out of the same door I had entered.

"Remember, don't be so hard on yourself! I hate to see you like that, Kennen." I heard Sona's voice say to me as the door closed. She's right. I guess it wasn't really my fault. Maybe I should start listening to people more often.

The main hallway was bustling with activity, now. The minions had their own area to walk around in, some carrying various items to deliver to the Shopkeep, and others carrying letters and other goods to deliver to champions.

I headed toward the east wing of the Institute, where the cafe was. I really never ate lunch in the cafeteria, as most champions do, its much too crowded in there. Besides, Cho'gath and Kog Maw always get into an argument over who gets to eat the table.

The cafe was rather empty, save for Jax and Brand, who were sitting at the bar. They were such regulars that they had their own drinks. Jax had what was called the grandmaster of ale, a very strong liquor type drink, and Brand had the Magma buster, a strong scotch, served at 300 degrees, Fahrenheit.

I sat at a smaller table made specifically for the yordles of the League. The waitress was a young female yordle named Kamir. She greeted me shortly after I sat down.

"Hey, Kennen! You're later than you usually are, something happen?" She asked. She always had my lunch ready for me when I got here, so I understand why she's asking.

"No, I just decided to stop by to listen to Sona in the auditorium." I told her as I was taking down my hood. "Sorry for being late."

"You don't need to apologize, Kennen! Its quite alright! You'll have the usual chef's salad, right?"

"Yes, thank you Kamir." I told her. She's such a good waitress.

"No problem! I always try to please my favorite customer!" She said as she walked off with a smile.

She's good at flattering me. She went behind the bar counter and told the cook my order, then she went into the back to do something else. I sat looking out onto the main hallway. I saw a few summoners arguing over who was going to get to play the carry next match. It was quite amusing. Then I saw Irelia heading off to the blacksmith, presumably.

Then I noticed Rumble walking towards the cafe. He was pretty small without his robot, I wasn't used to it. He still had his fireproof outfit on, however. He came and sat across from me.

"Hey Kennen, mind if I sit here?"

"Not at all, Rumble." I replied

He sat down and ran his hand through his mohawk, which promptly popped back into place.

"Hey did you see Heimerdinger's new invention? Its some turret thingy."

"Uh, you mean the ones he uses on the Fields? Those aren't exactly new.."

"No, no, not those ones. He's making some red one."

"You mean the ones he uses later on in the battle?"

"No, not those ones either. This one is different! Its like, really weird to explain, uhh.." He picked up a few red coffee stirrers from the little container that was on the table, and for a few minutes he sat there clumsily crafting a makeshift turret, pointing out every little detail of what he was doing until I started to get a little bit of an image.

"See, this one actually fires cluster bombs, do you know what those are?" He asked. I'm not sure how he expected me to know, I'm a ninja, not a mechanic.

"No, what are they?"

"Well basically it's a regular CH-1 Concussion Grenade with six Hextech Micro Rockets strapped to it. When fired, the rockets guide the Concussion Grenade to its target. On contact, all six of the micro rockets explode, along with the CH-1 Concussion Grenade. If anything survived the blast, then they are unable to move. Pretty cool huh?"

'Pretty damn overpowered, if you ask me. I really hope the institute bans use of those turrets.'

"Yeah I guess, I still think Ziggs' bombs are more dangerous." I said with a slight chuckle.

"Well, yeah bu-" Rumble was cut off by Ziggs.

"He's right! My mega inferno bomb can easily destroy an entire City-State! Wanna see?!" Ziggs said, reaching for the massive bomb on his back.

"NO! That's quite alright Ziggs, I believe you!" Rumble yelled, grabbing Ziggs by the shoulders."

"Heheh, I was just kidding, this bomb here is just my backpack. The institute doesn't want me carrying my actual bombs with me within the institute." He said, as he sat down in the chair next to Rumble.

'Gee, I wonder why?'

I noticed Kamir walking back toward the table, with my plate in hand.

"Ah, I'm sorry I didn't notice you two come in! Can I take your orders?" She said, as she placed my plate in front of me.

"It's quite alright, we just came in a few moments ago. I'll just have a grilled cheese sandwich." Rumble said.

"I'll just take some water, thanks." Ziggs said.

"Alritey, I'll be right back!" Kamir said as she rushed off to the kitchen.

Rumble mentioned Heimerdinger's turret to Ziggs, and they started to get into a friendly argument over whose explosives were stronger, even though its obviously Ziggs's. I mean, the guy has a bomb for a book bag, come on, you can't beat that.

By the time they had finished their little argument, I had finished my salad, and Kamir was on her way back with Rumble's grilled cheese, and Ziggs's water. I decided to stay and talk to the two for a few moments longer. Rumble had pulled out a diagram of a new design for a rocket to put on his robot.

"You need to quadruple the amount of C4 that you have right now! And then, after that, add more incendiaries, and you're good!" Ziggs confidently said, with his odd smile.

"WHAT? I want to blow up the enemy, not myself!" Rumble said, with really wide eyes

"Haha, well, while you two figure that out, I think I'll get going. I'll catch you guys later." I said, getting up and pulling my hood back over my head.

"Alright, bye Kennen!" Rumble said as he waved to me.

I continued on my way out to the main hall. I waved to Kamir and started my way to the main door. I was going out for a short walk. The main doors were quite a ways away. It was nice to have some time to myself. As I was walking towards the exterior halls, I saw my friend, a yordle my age named Skyler.

"Kennen! Hey!" He yelled as he ran over to me. "Whats up? I haven't seen you in a while!"

"Not much. I'm just headed out for a walk. Are you busy?" I asked. He put his arm around my shoulder.

"Nah, mind if I join you?" He asked, fixing his hair with his hand.

"Of course, It'l be nice catching up with you!"

And nice it was, quite indeed.