Ahri sat down on her bed in a hotel. "That last concert was exhausting!" she sighed. She pulled off her wig and wiped the makeup off. She reached into her purse and pulled out a piece of paper. It was an invitation to stay on Jarvan's ship. Should I got? It would be nice to have a break from the performances. Ahri grabbed her purse and checked out of the hotel, not letting her manager see where she was going. She pulled a phone from her purse and dialed Jarvan's number.

"Hello?" Jarvan's voice answered her phone.

"Yes, hello, this is Ahri," she answered. "I received your invitation for your ship."

"Aaaah! I'm so high right now!" a female voice could be heard in the background. "Kennen, fuck me right here right now!"

"Um, is everything OK over there?" Ahri asked.

Jarvan cleared his throat. "Oh um, just ignore that please."

"Anyways, I figure that you have already set sail, so I'm wondering how I could get on," Ahri said.

"Oh yes, my friend Ezreal has built a teleporting device that will take you to the ship," Jarvan replied.

"Damn it Wukong, I told you to thoroughly clean my d-"

"The port is in the pasta shop in Demacia," Jarvan said quickly. He ended the call.

Ahri pulled out her phone and turned on Seeri. "How far is Demacia from here?" she spoke into the phone.

"Demacia is approximately 8500 miles away from your current location," the phone replied.

"OK," Ahri sighed, "How far is the nearest airport?"

"The nearest airport is approximately 8499 miles away from your current location," the phone replied.

"What the fu-"

"Welcome, Ahri, to the ship," Jarvan greeted. "What took you so long?"

Ahri was gasping for air. "I had to walk 8500 miles to get to Dema-"

"Oh my God!" Lux squealed. "Is that Ahri Ana Grande? She is my favorite singer!"

"Thank you," Ahri spoke, still gasping for air. She threw her purse on Jarvan. "I need some rest. Please take my purse to my room."

"What's going on?" Yi walked out from his room. He had a black eye and several bruises.

"It's Ahri Ana Grande!" Lux screamed.

"No way!" Katarina ran out of her room. "Oh my God, it is!"

"Can I have your autograph?" Lux pulled out a notebook from her pocket and handed it to Ahri.

"Thank you for being my fans," Ahri said to Lux and Katarina while signing the book. "But while I'm not performing you can just call me Ahri."

"OMG, she lets us call her by her first name!" Katarina squealed. She and Lux grabbed each other's hands and jumped around Yi.

Ahri heard a loud noise coming from the back of the ship. "What's that noise?"

"It's just Wu-" Lux answered.

Jarvan covered her mouth. "It's nothing."

"I'm pretty sure I heard something," Ahri said suspiciously. She walked past Jarvan and followed the sound with her ears. She came across a cell with white padding. Wukong was chained up inside. "You crazy people plan to do this to me too aren't you?"

Jarvan and the others caught up with her. "It's not what you think," Jarvan reassured.

"Then explain!"

Yi sighed, "Fine. We chained him up because he was about to kill me after I scolded him for-" he looked at Jarvan, "a reason."

"And?" Ahri asked.

"He became angry and started attacking me," Yi said. "Good thing Akali had her tranquilizer. We chained him up because he is unstable."

"Let's see if I can change that," Ahri said. "Let me in the cell," she ordered.

"No, I won't be responsible for the death of a celebrity," Jarvan refused.

Ahri stared intently at Jarvan until he gave in and gave her the key. "Thank you." She unlocked the door and walked inside. Wukong lunged at her but was held back by the chains.

"I can't watch." Lux fainted. Katarina caught her.

"Don't worry," Ahri said. She looked directly into his eyes. Her eyes glowed a bright blue color. This somehow seem to subdue Wukong.

"Unbelievable," Jarvan whispered to Yi.

Ahri stepped out of the cell. "He will be OK once he wake up. I have removed the memory of that night." She turned to Yi. "Now, tell me, what the fu-"

"Head in the clouds. Got no weight on my shoulder! I should be wiser and realize that I've got!" Ahri sang. The ship cheered and sang along, even Wukong.

"Ahri, I have only one request," Jarvan walked up to her after the concert. "Will you please be this ship's counselor?"

Ahri smiled, "Of course."