Heeeeey guys, Chase here with another omake chapter. I'm really sorry, but my mom insisted on me and Audri-chan coming back to Texas for a week for pre-wedding pictures and stuff (even though we haven't even started planning, I mean c'mon, we've been engaged for not even a week) so my brain's really exhausted right now. I don't have much to say anyway, but I wanted to let you guys know that until about Wednesday or Thursday, right around then, if I post a new chapter at all, it'll likely be short/an omake. Although there are some people I'd like to say something to… ;)

Jace-kun: I dunno about best man, but I could see if she'd be up for a harem? XD But thank ya mate!

Danny-kun: Well, he is a drunk who for the past what, four or five chapters has believed he's in a messed-up version of The Grand Budapest Hotel? And you think you're getting old? Let me tell you something bruh, I was eight years old when that episode came out (I still watch Spongebob on an almost weekly basis) and because of my older brother, I understood most of the hidden jokes in the show (*cough*Look, Gary! Doubloons! Don't drop 'em~ *wink**cough*). Lol—also, as soon as I get time, I'll check out your SYOT mate ;) And don't worry—you'll get one. Just don't be a total jag master…

'Course, what do I know about any of this stuff? I was completely oblivious until Lex (my twin sister, I think I've mentioned her once or twice) and CJ (my best friend, who also lives with me, her, Audri-chan and several of my other friends) told me… not joking, she'd been into me since 8th grade :P I guess Chase-kun is just a beautiful green beast, ne? *puts on green jumpsuit and strikes a Nice Guy pose*

But, eh… I've rambled on long enough. Let's get on with it!

Disclaimer: I don't own The Hunger Games, The Grand Budapest Hotel, or any sort of references I make in this. The only things I own are Alexandre Ivre, Ian Partridge, and Dane Eclater… and my own life, of course.

The Grand Panempest Hotel – 16:00

"So what are we doing today, Zero?"

"Operation: Become Entrepreneurs And Make A Crap Ton of Money!" says Ian dutifully, snapping to attention.

Ian and Ivre have been bouncing around the idea for now, and they've finally decided to do it after stealing some of Eclater's magazines. The pair ordered several truckloads of chocolate, and are planning to go down into the village below to sell the chocolate. Foolproof, right?

Eheheh… you wish.

"Come along, Zero! There's much work to be done."

"Yes sir!"

After the long trek into the village, with Ian carrying all the chocolate on his back (of course, they were skiing down so it made less of a difference) all the way down the mountain. Coming into the village, they went to the first house they found and knocked on the door. It was opened by a man with dark hair and blue eyes. "Yes?"

"Good morning, sir," Ivre says politely; "we were wondering if you'd be interested in buying some chocolate?"

The man's eyes widen like dinner-plates; "Chocolate? Did you say… chocolate?" at Ian's nod and affirmative remark of, "Yes sir, with or without nuts," the man goes into a laughing-screaming fit. "CHOCOLATE! CHOCOLAAAAATE!"

Ian looks at Ivre for guidance; "Zip it and run, Zero!" calls Ivre from already many metres away. Zero—er, Ian, sorry—takes off after Ivre, and the man is close behind him. After several minutes of running, they seem to have lost him. Breathing heavily, Ian asks, "What… the hell… was that?"

"I don't know, my dear Zero. There are crazy people in this world—he was obviously one of them." Ivre says honestly. "Let's go onto the next house."

At the next house they find a con man. "You two look too smart—and, if I may say, pretty—to be lugging around all those chocolate bars all day. Here, try these. They're candy bar bags."

"…What're they for?" asks Ian.

"They hold the candy bars, ya knucklehead!" the con man says happily; Ian replies: "I'll take 20."

And so, several more dollars in the hole, Ian and Ivre set out with completely useless bags; they came to another house and knocked on the door. It was answered by a blonde-haired woman. "Yes, what can I do for you two?" she asks. It should also be mentioned that she is only in her dressing gown, as it is still somewhat early in the morning.

"Hello ma'am, we were wondering if you would like to buy some of our delicious chocolate bars? We're chocolate bar salesmen," Ivre says.

"Oh yes, that would be lovely! I'll take one." When Ivre starts digging for one, she looks to Ian. "Well, young man, could I offer you a glass of water while your friend digs for the chocolate bar? It could be a while," she adds, eying the bag. Ian nods gratefully and goes inside with her.

After being given water, he sits down on the couch and she in a chair, her staring at him. "Well… it would appear as if I'm in my dressing gown," she says, allowing the shoulder to droop a little.

"Yes you are." Ian says, sipping on his water.

"There's a strange man in my house…"

"Yes, there is."

"Anything could happen."

Ian finishes his glass and shakes his head quickly. "No." and he walks out of the house, just after Ivre comes in and gives her the candy bar. "That'll be fifty bucks."

After leaving that house, they are once more chased away by the crazy man yelling "CHOCOLATE!" Finally, they break at a diner, though neither is hungry.

"There's something we're missing here, Ian," Ivre says, shaking his head. "We need a gimmick! I mean, that's how that roach motel across the pass gets all its customers—otherwise it's just plain trash! Do you have any ideas?"

Ian thinks for a moment, then says real loudly, "Let's get naked!" causing everyone in the diner to look at him weirdly for a moment.

Ivre laughs nervously—"No, let's save that for when we're selling real estate. Let me think…"

"Well, they say chocolate's bad for you—maybe if they think it's healthy…?"

"YES! Stretching the truth, well done Zero!" Ivre says happily. "Let's go!"

"Not again…!" Ian whines as he is dragged out the door.

Their lying spree begins from there—they convince several people of several different things. An old woman and her daughter (who is very much impatient about her mother's death) are tricked into thinking that, when rubbed on someone, the chocolate can make them live forever. A farmer is convinced it will make him smart; Ian's own farther is made to believe that he'll become less ugly (when in all actuality, he is in no way ugly nor handsome). Ivre tricks a group of bodybuilders into thinking that the chocolate will make them double their bench weight, which ended their lying spree and forced them on the run from five muscular men and a crazy "CHOCOLATE!" man.

Which brings them to their current predicament—after stealing a painting entitled "Boy With Apple" in exchange for several chocolate bars, the two have finally been cornered by the crazy man. He laughs maniacally; "I've been trying to catch up with you two all day! And now that I've got you right where I want you…" he has a crazed look in his eyes… then he pulls out a bunch of money. "I'd like to buy all your chocolate!"

Stay tuned for the next omake—Ian and Ivre go fishing! …On Black Lake. (Featuring special guest star, Noel Fielding as Old Gregg!)

"Hi. Wonderful evening tonight," says the fish-man, looking directly at Ivre. "Whatcha doin' in my waters?"

"Oh, y'know, just… taking in the sights! Certainly not fishing," Ivre says in a pathetic whimper.

"Don't lie to me boy."

"I'm not lying…" Ivre protests.

"Then why's this hook in my head, fool?" at Ivre's half-hearted lie, the fish-man says, "It's attached to ya rod, motha licka!"

So there you go, everyone. I'm sorry about the shortness of this chapter, but I just can't think straight right now. My mind is pretty much blank. Anyway, there'll more than likely be another omake chapter within a couple days. I don't think I need to post the tribute lift since it hasn't changed one bit since last chapter (people who have reserved over the reserves can go ahead and submit). Also, if you're feeling in the mood, go ahead and check out Audri-chan's profile! That's right, she has her own Fanfiction profile (we've actually got a story going on—the two of us, Lex and CJ) although it's not really… set up, I guess you could say. The story she has is really lacking in reviews, so if any of you are into Harry Potter, go and check it out! Her pen name is I Used To Rule The World (kind of a play-in to my name, both of the names coming directly out of Coldplay's "Viva la Vida") so yeah, check her out.

Also, did any of you catch the Doctor Who reference I had in there? If so, tell me in the reviews! That's all I've really got for you guys, so... y'know. See you~

~A Really Exhausted Chase

P.S. As I'm writing this last AN, the number of views is exactly equal to the year I was born-that is, 1994 in case you can't count :P (I'm 20. Just subtract from 2014 XD)