Sorry about not writing much for this story recently. I've been caught up with things. And plus, I didn't know what to write about either! I had a small idea, but didn't know what to do with it. Well, now I do!

Chapter 6

The trio of Wammy boys was sitting on the stairs to the apartment building that L and Light lived in. Near had on his McFluffin' hat and Mello had on his leather jacket. They were both sitting on the bottom step, the albino twirling his hair and Mello eating more chocolate he had found. And the great detective himself was sitting behind them, on the top step, with a hat that resembled a panda's head with its little ears sticking out of it. L's ingenious idea was to wear that very hat that Light usually wore when he was watching one of his soap operas to distract people from looking at his face. And his clever plan was working.

The sun beat down on them. It was about noon and the city was active with life. Cars were rushing passed them, some stopping completely just to have people sticking their heads out of the vehicles to shout at someone. People were walking up and down the sidewalk they were on. Near was looking up at the sun, still twirling away.

"It's been a long time since you've called him," he said, looking at Mello in the corner of his eye. "Are you sure that he is coming?"

"Of course he's coming, he always listens to me," muttered Mello.

"Sorry, I just couldn't help but notice that you too are growing impatient with your fingers tapping on your leg." said Near.

Mello looked down and saw that it was true. He pounded his knee and scooted away from the boy until he reached the other end of the stairs. Until he was about three feet away.

"You still have my money, correct, Near?" asked L, leaning towards him.

Near nodded. He pulled out his toy airplane from inside his sweatshirt and began playing with it. With his arm, he made it fly around L's head two times and then it flew high up into the air. L watched the plane. Mello, irritated by them, watched the street. Suddenly, he stood up and fixed his jacket as best as he could.

"He's here." he said.

A red car pulled up to the curb. Mello quickly ran towards the car and opened the passenger seat in the front. Near and L got up, walked to the car, and hopped in the back. The car was full of cartridges. The person who was driving the car was busy fixing his mirror so that he could adjust the orange tinted goggles around his eyes on his red hair. He had on black gloves, with one of them hanging out from the window with a lit cigarette. His shirt was covered with black and white stripes. His brown boots went almost up to his knees over his black jeans.

Mello whacked the person in the head. "Matt, you look fine!"

Matt, the boy driving, fixed his goggles once more since Mello hit them and gave him the thumbs up. "Just making sure, boss!"

"You don't have to make sure of anything, except that you get us to the closest store around. Now, get us out of here."

"You got it, babe."

"AND DON'T CALL ME BABE!"

Matt took his car out of park and made his way into the street. He popped the cigarette back into his mouth as he zoomed passed red lights and drove even faster with yellow ones. Near was still playing with his plane while L was clutching to his seatbelt for dear life. Mello finally finished his chocolate bar and tossed the tin foil out the window. He opened up the compartment right in front of him and started digging through all the video games until he found a new chocolate bar to munch on.

Matt looked through the rear view window at L and Near. "So Near, it's been a while."

"Yes, yes it has," replied Near.

"How are you?" asked Matt.

"Just fine."

Matt chuckled, taking in a small bit of smoke before he put it out in the ash tray underneath the radio, next to his black PSP.

"How's Roger and everyone else at Wammy's?"

The car nearly collided with a mini van trying to cross the street. They swerved out of its way, nearly crashing into yet another car, but missing it. L's head was leaning against the window, tearing.

"They're fine too."

"Always short and to the point, Near," said Matt, smiling. He looked at L. "So, L, I've heard loads about you. Hey, you don't look so well! You doing ok back there?"

"I feel like I'm about to be sick…" moaned L.

"Well, just open up that window and do your business outside," said Matt. "I don't want you puking all over this car, I just got it cleaned."

L did just that and stuck his head out the window, holding on to his hat. Matt made a quick turn down a street, making L fall back and hit Near. The toy airplane was knocked out of his hands and hit the back of Matt's seat.

"Wait, Mello, you didn't tell me where exactly we were going," said Matt. "What store are you looking for?"

"An electronics store, the closest one," said Mello.

The whole car actually came to a complete stop at a red light. So not like Matt. The insane gamer turned his head to look at Mello, pushing his goggles up on his head.

"Did you just say electronics store?" asked Matt.

Mello nodded his head, only to realize just then what he had done. Just as the light turned green, Matt sped off, his car hitting seventy in five seconds. The sudden acceleration made L and Near be pushed back into their seats. Mello's chocolate bar dropped into his lap as he grabbed on to the handle on his door.

"Matt, stop!"

"VIDEO GAMES!"

Cars were crashing into each other behind the speeding machine. Matt kept on turning and speeding up. He drove up on to a sidewalk, making people run. He drove off, hitting the side of a public mail box in the process. Envelopes flew into the air and hit the window shield of the car and everyone else around it. Mello leaned over Matt and turned the windshield wipers on since the driver only cared about their destination. His eyes were as wide as someone on ecstasy. Another quick turn on to another street caused Mello's arms to hit the steering wheel. And in some crazy twist of fate, his arms got stuck inside the holes in the steering wheel, all tangled up.

Every time Matt turned, Mello screamed. Near was huddled up in a little ball in the back seat and L was sticking his head out of the window, getting sick. Sirens suddenly started up and red lights flashed behind Matt's car. Mello, lying down in Matt's lap, banged his head on his stomach.

"Matt, pull over, you've got the cops on you!" he yelled.

"No way, man, I want my video games!" laughed Matt.

He drove on to the sidewalk once again and started chasing people. They all either ran into their homes or right out into the streets with other cars stopping so that most of them didn't get hit. Another police car turned the corner right in front of them and stopped. Matt hit his foot hard on the gas peddle, causing the car to reach ninety.

"MATT, NO!"

And before they knew it, they were up in the air, flying above the police car. They had hit a man hole that had just been pushed up, making them go up. The police car that had been chasing them hit the other car, making them both slide in the street. Matt's car landed, screeching on the ground. The rubber from their tires were flying passed Near's window with sparks everywhere else. There were a few loud bangs and the car came to a complete halt right in the middle of an intersection.

L, Near, and Mello were breathing extremely hard. Matt was pounding on the steering wheel, cursing his head off. A policeman came up to his car with a semi burnt uniform. He tapped on the window. Reluctantly, Matt rolled it down.

"What can I do for you, officer?" asked Matt, casually leaning his arm out the window.

"License and registration, please."

Matt nodded his head. He opened up the glove compartment and pulled out his wallet and papers. He handed them to the officer. The officer took one look at the license and then right back at Matt.

"You are nineteen years old and reside in England, sir?" asked the officer.

"That is correct."

"And your name is John Smith?"

"Yup."

The officer gave him back the registration forms. He tapped on the car. Matt leaned his head out.

"Sir, I don't think that that is your real name," said the officer. "Give me your real name."

Matt shook his head. He leaned even closer to the officer and whispered to him. "I am a high class ninja sent out here to Japan on a secret mission from the Queen herself. Right next to me, I have a dark knight named Sir Lancelot, and in the back I have a toy obsessed white mage named Peter and our pet Moogle, Stuart."

The officer stared at him.

Matt winked. "You know you can't go on missions without them white mages. You end up getting into a battle and you got no white mages, you better have some potions and phoenix down on you, ya know what I'm sayin'?"

The cop threw him his license back. The red head skillfully caught it and pulled his head back into the car. He stuffed the card into his pants pocket. The officer coughed.

"Sir, do you know…"

The officer's voice trailed off once he saw Mello on Matt's lap. The blonde growled at him, snapping the officer out of his fantasy.

"Sir, do you know what you have done?"

Matt looked at his steering wheel. He checked his windows. He looked in the back seat. Then he looked back at the officer.

"Not really, everything looks fine to me."

"Are you telling me that you are completely oblivious to the mess you have caused?" asked the officer.

"What are you talking about?" asked Matt.

The officer pointed behind the car. Matt stuck his head out once more and took a look outside. The street was completely torn apart with cars lying around everywhere, some of them set on fire. Babies were crying, along with their mothers, sitting on the sidewalks. Fire trucks were coming in, with firemen jumping off as quick as possible to open up the fire hydrants.

"You see what you've done?" asked the officer.

"You bet I did," said Matt, scratching his head. "I totally messed up my tires!" He settled himself back into his car. "I'm sorry, officer, but it looks like the dragon king Bahamut decided to have a go at your city right here. I recommend calling in the groups Umbrella and Organization XIII, they can clean this up and help you guys out here."

The officer sighed. Suddenly, he pulled the car door open and grabbed a hold of Matt's arm. He stumbled out of the car, Mello hitting the leather seat. The officer slammed Matt against his car hard and pulled out handcuffs from his belt.

"Ouch! Hey, hey, careful on the gloves!" yelled Matt. "My Mello bought those for me!"

"DON'T CALL ME YOURS!" screamed Mello from inside the car. "WE ARE NOT DATING!"

"Sir, I am placing you under arrest for damaging the city, unstable driving, and causing a public disturbance."

"Hey, hey, stop it!"

Near and L got out of the car as the officer dragged Matt away towards his own damaged car. The officer opened up the back seat to his police car and tried to push Matt in, but Matt kept on kicking him and throwing himself to the side. L, wiping the green off his mouth, made his way up to the officer. He tugged on his sleeve. The officer looked at him and yelped.

"Excuse me, officer, but he is the only person able to drive in my group," said L. "How may he be able to be released?"

The officer took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped away at L's mouth, then threw it on the ground.

"The only way he'd be able to be released is by payment," said the officer. "But since he's done so much, I highly doubt that you will have the money he needs. He'll just have to do his time."

L reached in to his own pocket and pulled out a load of cash. "Is this enough?"

The officer gasped. He nodded his head. And he actually let Matt kick him before the boy ran behind L and stayed there. The officer took the money from L and pulled out a key, unlocking the cuffs around Matt's wrists.

"Are you a millionaire or something?" asked the officer, looking right at L's face.

L shook his head. "No, more like billionaire. Now, if you require payment for the damage he has done to the city, I can write you a check tomorrow and send it in to whoever's in charge." He nodded to Matt's car. "Is it possible for someone to come here and fix his tires?"

The officer nodded and threw himself right into the front of his car to call someone up on his radio. Matt gave L a big hug, nearly causing him to lose balance on his feet.

"You are the best Moogle in the whole wide world, Stuart!"

And while the officer shouted into his radio, the detective began to wonder what in the world a Moogle was.

I hope this chapter makes people appreciate Moogles more. :O

Video game references: Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, and Resident Evil.

I love Matt. He's the best. Now review or else Matt's gonna drive down your street and run you over!