Author's Note: Hey! Since it's been about a year or two since I've submitted something useful to , I decided to make an On A Roll series. It's made up of all the oneshots, crackshots, or anything else I've made this week for (Which is really little). Hope you enjoy! This is the fifth of the On A Roll series.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wonderful characters. They all belong to their respective owners whom I highly respect. I'm broke, so I obviously don't earn any profit from this.

Lelouch of the Condo 11

Chapter Twenty-two: I, Like, Totally Love Her Style

"I, like, totally love her style,"

They stared at her.

Euphie was sitting in the lounge with Suzaku and Kallen. Her cheek rested against her palm. She was smiling.

"I mean, like, that outfit is, like, totally adorable! And I love her mix-n-match style,"

Kallen and Suzaku gaped. Was this their Euphie?

"My princess, why are you speaking in such a fashion?"

"Are you a Valley Girl now, Euphie?"

Euphie only blinked at them. Shirley was walking towards them.

"Is there, like, something wrong with me?" Euphie asked, wide-eyed.

"M-my princess..." was all Suzaku moaned out. Kallen watched him slump against the table.

Shirley approached.

"Hey, guys. What's wrong with Suzaku?" she asked, looking at Kallen, then to Euphie. Kallen grimaced.

"Just listen to Euphie's new accent. You'll understand,"

Shirley looked at Euphie.

"What's wrong?"

"I, like, don't know either. They say that my accent is, like, weird. But I think I'm still, like, my amazing self, aren't I?" Euphie grinned, twirling a few strands of her curly pink hair around her finger.

Shirley blinked.

Euphie grinned.

Suzaku released a muffled moan.

Kallen was once more bewildered.

"They say Euphemia speaks and acts like a Valley Girl, now,"

Lulu looked at CC. She was sprawled on his bed (again) and reading a magazine lazily. He raised his brow.

"A what?"

"A Valley Girl. You don't know what those are, Lelouch?"

Lulu frowned. He didn't like 'lacking knowledge'.

"No."

"They're American girls who are dramatic and exaggerated."

Lulu's frown deepened, but he turned back to his papers.

"I don't care about Americans,"

CC smirked. "Oh, I forgot. You're Brittanian."

And for some strange reason, Lulu felt a strange urge to yell out, "And a bloody proud Brit I am, too!"

But he didn't.

Rivalz watched Suzaku sob into his handkerchief.

"Is it because Euphie speaks in a Valley Girl accent now?" was all that Rivalz asked. Suzaku gave a feeble not.

The navy-blue haired boy plopped down beside his Japanese friend and patted his back reassuringly.

"Why is it so bad?"

"(Blow)Bcz-(hiccup)-Bczshzmywndrfllylvlyprncss-ndnwzsa(sob)VllyGrl!" Because - Because she's my wonderfully lovely princess - and now she's a Valley Girl!

Rivalz nodded.

"I get you, dude."

And then Guilford and Cornelia marched into the room.

Suzaku was even sadder.

Rivalz had a red face.

Jeremiah hid under his desk as soon as he heard Cornelia screaming bloody murder.

Gino looked at Anya. She nodded.

"Cornelia's found out about Euphemia's accent."

"Yeah, so, like, now, I can't talk like this. This is so wrong! Big Sis Corny doesn't get it. I want, like, freedom of speech! And accent!"

"..."

"So, like, you really think I should change?"

"..."

"But I'm amazing and fabulous like this!"

"..."

"Okay, like, whatever. But I, like, like this! It's me."

"..."

"Yeah, you're, like, totally right. But it's me for, like, now."

"..."

"Uh, yeah. I guess so. I'm sure Big Sis Corny would, like, appreciate me more with that. Like, thanks, girl!"

"..."

"Yeah, toodles!"

"..."

Euphie closed her pink phone. She smiled.

"Why am I getting bad vibes?" Rivalz asked Suzaku, holding an ice pack against his face. Suzaku raised his brow.

"I don't know. I don't feel anything...but..."

They looked at each other.

"I feel like I'm going to get hurt again."

"I feel like my wonderful princess has done something. Again."

They looked at each other. Rivalz shuddered. Suzaku face palmed.

"Big Sis Cornelia!"

Cornelia smiled as she hugged her little sister. Euphie grinned.

"I'm glad you finally decided to get rid of your Valley Girl accent. I never found it appropriate," Cornelia smiled. Euphie smiled back.

"Anyway, I weel zee you again, Big Zis Cornelia! I 'ope to zee you soon again. I'll meez you,"

Cornelia stared.

Anya gave Euphie a new box of tissues as the latter cried her eyes out.

"Why doesn't Big Sis Cornelia appreciate my accents? I mean, she hated the Valley Girl, and disapproved of the French!"

Anya threw the wet tissues expertly into the trash can.

"Why don't you try a Britiannian accent? You've never tried that, have you? You have a Japanese accent, after living in Japan for so long, Euphemia."

But Euphie didn't listen.

"Whyyyyy? Should I try Chinese? Italian? German? Russian? Indian? Nooooo!" Euphie continued to cry.

Anya shook her head.

"Why did you bother changing your accent in the first place?"

I'm sure I got the French accent incorrect. Please forgive me.

I'm really sorry for all these late updates. School keeps me busy, and I kind of got sick in the middle of the week. I'm sorry this is so short, but I'll try harder next chapter...if I can.

Again, I apologize if the next one will be late too. It's nearly midnight, and I still have lots of other things to do.

Read, Enjoy and Review, mein freunde!