Mr. Monday: If it matters to anyone (and it doesn't) I read the script of Revenge of the Old Queen online yesterday (I write these chapters in a day by the way) and from what I read it would have been fucking awesome.

Chapter 6, Fucking Magnets:

Ketsueki and Joshua were sitting in the Dead God's Pad, Ketsueki was drinking a bottle of vodka, while Joshua looked incredibly unsettled.

"Where the hell's your Game Master!" Joshua demanded. It had been at least two hours since the Players had woken up, and no Objective had come yet.

"Relax Joshua, I'm sure he's just trying to find something interesting for the Players to do." Ketsueki attempted to reassure Joshua, although the Conductor had full knowledge of Masaru's plan to replace Neku. "In the meanwhile have a drink." Ketsueki offered Joshua a different bottle of vodka.

Beat, Rhyme, Shiki, and Masaru were all sitting at Scramble Crossing in complete silence. No one knew Masaru was in fact himself, because he was now goatee-less and wearing Neku's clothes. After too many minutes of waiting for the Objective (Masaru was trying to find a way to get alone so he could text it to them) Beat decided to start a conversation by asking a question that had been on his mind for awhile.

"Fucking magnets," The teenage boy stated "How do they work?"

The other three stared at Beat, who didn't seem to realize how stupid he sounded.

"And is my sister looks like me a miracle?" He continued.

"Was that even a sentence?" MasaNeku asked.

No one else answered or argued, which annoyed Beat, but while they were staring at him Masaru quickly pressed a button on his phone, which sent the Objective. A few seconds later they got the beeps which signified the Objective had arrived.

"Go to Lapin Angelique and get Shiki some new clothes. You have one hour, fail and face erasure." Rhyme read it out loud to them.

They all shrugged and left for the gothic clothing store. Once inside they were surprised (except for MasaNeku) to see that no one was there

"Well now what are we supposed to do?" Shiki asked, hopelessness present in her voice.

"Well you know…" Ketsueki walked into the store behind them. "Ever since I was a little boy, dressing up has always been my greatest joy." Ketsueki led them into the back of the store, where there were several sewing supplies, fabrics, and unfinished clothes. "But when it's time to be discreet there's one thing you just can't beat, and that's a strapless, backless, classical little black dress." Ketsueki pulled out a half finished gothic dress. "Well first you go rip rip rip." The Conductor ripped part of the dress so that it was a bit more revealing "Then you go snip snip snip." He cut off some black fabric so he could finish the unfinished parts of the dress. "And split it up the hip hip hip. And as you strip strip strip, you shiver and quiver for that soft caress. As you slip slip slip, into that little black dress." After he finished sewing the dress it was now exactly as the Conductor had described it at the beginning of the song.

"That minimal, criminal, sinful little black dress." Shiki took the dress and went into one of the changing rooms in the store.

"Let's face it Mac that basic black is coming back." Rhyme randomly sang to Beat.

"Let's face it Mac that basic black is coming back. Beat replied.

"Let's face it Mac that basic black is coming back." Both brother and sister sang at the same time.

"That minimal, criminal, sinful, little black dress." Shiki finished the song after stepping out of the changing room.

Aside from putting on the dress, Shiki had also removed her glasses and put on more make-up.

"Wow Shiki you look beautiful." MasaNeku complimented her, causing her to blush.

While Neku had been strapped into the asylum chair he had fallen asleep, and in the next minute he wished that he had stayed that way. He saw the Sasaki siblings, who had been assigned to watch over him, do a strange thing with their elbows before they began making-out.

"Are you two inbred? Because that would explain a lot." Neku remarked.

Albatross stopped kissing his sister to face Neku, clearly upset. He walked over to the teenager and punched him in the face as hard as he could.

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean!" Albatross demanded.

"I mean you two are letting a dangerous mental patient run a city." Neku explained.

The siblings had devilish grins, while they had been physically torturing Neku while he was under their care, they could now psychologically do it.

"Would you mind explaining to us how he is a dangerous mental patient?" Kurohime's voice was filled with fake innocence.

"Masaru was bad even as a child everybody could tell, everyone said if you don't get straight you'll surely go to hell. But he just didn't care, he was an outlaw by the time that he was ten years old, just a prankster." Neku began reluctantly singing about his evil twin.

"A juvenile gangster." Albatross and Kurohime added in.

"His teachers didn't understand they kicked him out of school at a tender early age just because he didn't want to learn things." Neku kept singing.

"Had other interests?" The Sasaki siblings asked/sang.

"He liked to burn things." Neku replied grimly, remembering the time when his brother burnt down a store near their house.

"The lady down the block, she had a radio that my brother wanted oh so bad, so he took it the first chance he had, and then he shot her in the leg," Neku paused singing, the music changing into the chorus. "but this is what she said: He's only a lad, you really can't blame him."

"Only a lad, society made him." Kurohime and Albatross sang.

"Only a lad, he's our responsibility. Only a lad, he really couldn't help it." Neku again.

"Only a lad, he didn't want to do it." The siblings sang the line after Neku.

"Only a lad, he's underprivileged and abused, perhaps a little bit confused." There was a pause in Neku's singing for a saxophone(?) solo. "Our parents gave up they couldn't influence his attitude. Nobody could help that little man had not gratitude. But when he stole the car, nobody dreamed that he would try to take it so far." Neku continued singing, this time about the event that separated the brothers. "He didn't mean to hit the poor man, who had to go and die. It made the judge cry: Only a lad, he really couldn't help it."

"Only a lad, he didn't want to do it." Kurohime sang.

"Only a lad, he's underprivileged and abused, perhaps a little bit confused." Neku sang about the defense his brother's lawyer used.

"It's not his fault that he can't behave, society's made him go astray, perhaps if you were nice he'd go away." Albatross and Kurohime sang this line to Neku.

"Perhaps he'll go away, he'll go away?" Neku realized at this point that Masaru had already told the two models the entire story. Hey there brother, you really don't fool me, you get away with murder and you think it's funny! You don't give a damn if we live or if we die, hey there Masaru, I hope you fry!" Neku shouted, hoping that his brother could hear him.

"So what happened after that?" Albatross asked Neku.

"Well, I explained to the judge that my brother was batshit insane, and so they snt him to an asylum to get rehabilitated or something." Neku explained.

"Rehabilitation? Is that how he died?" Albatross asked. (1)

"Actually I have no idea." Neku shrugged. "Since I got him sent to an asylum my brother vowed to kill me, so I just sorta stopped talking to him."

Mr. Monday: Alright, another shitty chapter is done. Please review.

That's an Idiocracy reference in case you were confused.