A/N: Heh, I have another chapter for Project Freelancer Plays Cards Against Humanity! This chapter goes to AuroraBlix, who gave me the brilliant suggestion for the next card! Hope you like it

*Profits*

Wash flipped over the next black card, and South took over. "I'll be the judge for this round." She cleared her throat and read it aloud. "Step 1: (Blank); Step 2: (Blank); Instant Profit."

Everyone playing took two cards out, and Wash went first since he was the judge last round. "Step 1: Gavin's Dick; Step 2: Michael Jones; Instant Profit." CT and Florida began howling with laughter, for nothing made the two crack up more than some good old fashioned yaoi. "Oh man, we might have a winner already."

Wash bowed gracefully. "Thank you; thank you."

Carolina glared at Wash, signaling for him to shut up before she put down two herself. "Step 1; Linkara sexily eating a banana; Step 2: A FUCKING DRAGONITE MOTHERFUCKERS; Instant Profit."

This one left the majority of the agents confused, especially Wyoming and Tex. "What the hell is a Dragonite?"

"And who the fuck is Linkara?"

Carolina's eyes were narrowed in slight annoyance, but she gave up. "Like you have anything better."

Tex smirked evilly. "Oh, but I do." She put her cards down. "Step 1: Getting the tip of your penis bit by a snapping turtle; Step 2: A lamprey leaping up from the toilet and latching on to your taint; Instant Profit." This made all of the male Freelancers cringe and hold their crotches, although York put it into words best. "Yeah, the profit for a fucking horror movie."

"That was the most disturbing thing ever…of all time."

"Shut the fuck up Wash."

"Okay Tex."

Wyoming placed his cards down catching everyone's attention as he read them aloud. "Step 1; Fairy Tail hentai; Step 2; A giant bucket of semen; Instant Profit." Maine looked up Fairy Tail on his laptop, and he showed everyone what it was. South face-palmed. "It's an anime?" Maine nodded.

"And there is ton of lesbian sex material to use?"

Another nod. South groaned. "Goddammit Japan. Only they would make something like this into hentai."

"That was last round, South."

"Fuck you Wash."

"Really? What time?"

South growled and made to punch him in the face (or dick, depending) until Maine cut them off with a sharp hiss, placing his cards down. York read them aloud for the massive Freelancer. "Step 1: A vagina; Step 2: A penis; Instant Profit." Many of the agents laughed as they realized just how true that statement was. "Damn Maine, you seem to be getting the ones that are true."

The silent Freelancer shrugged, looking smug. Until York read his own ones. "Step 1: Jaune Arc; Step 2: Cardin Winchester; Instant Profit." (A/N: Special for AuroraBlix!)

Carolina stroked her chin. "I see where someone could make money off of that. I mean, there is tons of yaoi material to use."

"Yes, we all know what you masturbate to at night," Tex retorted. Carolina was beyond furious, but she couldn't think of anything to say, even as Florida placed his down. "Step 1; Rooster Teeth; Step 2; Monty Oum; Instant Profit."

Wyoming shared a glance with North, who had yet to go. "Who the hell is Monty Oum?"

"And what is Rooster Teeth?"

Florida groaned inwardly, annoyed. "Would someone just fucking go?"

CT sighed. "Sorry guys. I didn't have much to work with. Step 1: Sheila the Tank; Step 2: Furry porn: Instant Profit. Told you it was rubbish."

"It's worse than that, love."

"Shut up Wyoming."

The British Freelancer smirked. "Do you want me to tell a knock-knock joke then?" CT groaned, wishing she had never dug the grave she had just fallen in. "Please don't…"

"Knock-knock."

"WYOMING!"

"Knock-knock."

At this point Tex had duct-taped Wyoming's mouth shut to prevent him from going on. "There. All done now."

North, who was the last one to go for the second round, placed down the last two cards. "Step 1: Gordon Ramsey; Step 2: Shitty Vietnamese food: Instant Profit."

Even through the duct tape, Wyoming still managed to muffle a laugh as the image of the angry British Chef eating Vietnamese food and then raging about the quality was too good to pass up. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!"

South cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. "The winner of round 2 is….Agent Maine for the truth of his own."

"Grrr."

"Um, Maine? Was that a thank you or a death threat?"

"Grr."

"Oh, okay."

The Freelancers were hooked, but this was only round 2. There were many more shenanigans ahead, including reasons why Mommy is crying, and what Santa gives the bad children on Christmas instead of coal.

A/N: XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. I do have some very awful ideas, as I do happen to have a set of CAH. Again, leave any suggestions and have fun reading!

Ja'ne