The Misadventures of the Du Couteau House Chapter 2

Author: Tinnuwen

Co-Author: FallenAssassin9

Disclaimer: Okay it's me FallenAssassin9 and I am now doing the disclaimers after Tinnuwen's derpy fuck up in the last Chapter. Tinnuwen and I, FallenAssassin9 don't own any part of League of Legends produced by Riot Games, this is a non-profit story made purely do to our love of the characters and the lore of the story. We do own the concept and part of the story. Also, we don't own Plentakill or Instalok, Just saying.

FallenAssassin9: Here is the link to the song I will reference later on in the story. Its on youtube so /watch?v=x1DTxHZMa74

"Okay so you are telling me that you are from an alternate universe." The voice of Talon which is currently echoing around in his own bodies head that is currently being controlled by FallenDark99, also known as FallenAssassin9, also known as Darryl, said.

"Yes." said teen of three different names responds.

"And apparently in your universe I am in something called a "video game" called League of Legends where I am one of over one hundred playable "Champions" that people like you take control of for said game."

"Basically, although I do have a question, does the Institute of War exist here or is this a universe where that was removed from the Lore?" Darryl responds while questioning Talon.

"I don't know, I don't really hear much about the going ons outside of Noxus." Talon answered

"Ok, fair enough, so do you have any other questions?" Darryl asks while walking through the alleyways of Noxus trying to gain his bearings while staying out of the site of the guards.

"No, I get the gist of it, although I find this whole situation insane, how the hell am I going to keep my body alive with an imbecile like you controlling it?" Talon asks half rhetorically and half seriously.

"Oh well you can just go fuck right the hell off I am sure we will be fi…" Before Darryl could finish that sentence he was interrupted by a heavenly smell coming from a nearby bakery called "Sinful Succulence".

"Oh fuck the hell yes." Darryl says before walking over to said bakery

"Wait where the hell are you going? Why are you heading there? are you even listening to me? HEY THIS IS MY BODY AND I DEMAND AN ANSWER!". Talon uselessly shouts as he is being ignored by Darryl who just walked through the doors of the Bakery.

It was an awkward situation to get dressed. Allison thought. Katarina was a noisy person, yelling at her every time she looked down. Hey, Allison couldn't help herself. It was a lovely chest. Its so beautiful~. By the time she down downstairs to breakfast, it was well past 9o'clock. Surprisingly, a tall redheaded man stayed behind, drinking a cup of coffee. Seemingly waiting for Katarina.

"Ah, so my little princess finally wakes up." the man said.

"That is Marcus, my father. Please stay quiet and repeat after me." Katarina said while sighing.

"Morning father, Mind if I have a cup of coffee?" Allison mimicked Kat. Marcus smiled and called for the butler.

'Oh the hell yes, I am liking this already.' She thought, smiling to herself. The General talked as she ate. Allison was trying her hardest to not devour everything on her plate, opting to eat slowly. It was just so tasty.

'I'm quite surprised on how well you and your family eat, Kat. It's really good.' Allison thought to her.

'Being rich has its benefits, doesn't it. Much better than the filth the gutter trash scrounge together.' Kat coyly replied.

'Woah easy there tiger, Never mentioned status, just how yummy this is. You might be surprised on how nice some of those "gutter trash people" can be.' Allison retorted. Kat merely laughed, stating her doubts.

"Oh, before I forget. That one "Fallen Angel", Morgana I believe opened a new bakery. She said she wanted you to try some of her cookies, since you seem to be so hungry." Marcus said with a knowing smile. Allison's eyes lit up.

'Let me guess, you have a sweet tooth too?' Allison said to Kat before standing up and saying goodbye to the General.

"...Just shut up and get to the bakery." Kat mumbled. Allison grinned, knowing she won this battle.

"Ok, I have got to admit, these cookies are delicious, nice work swiping a bag from that guy with the two axes." Talon says while Darryl is currently eating one of Morgana's cookies.

"It was easy; he was too busy talking to the cashier about how "great" he is while inviting her to his show at the execution ring." Darryl responds grabbing another cookie and heading into an alleyway behind the bakery to continue getting his bearing of Noxus.

"Yeah, weird how he kept referring to himself in the third person, Now after you are done scouting out Noxus, we need to see what skills in combat you actually have if we're going to survive for more than a week." Talon explains, pacified by how good the cookies are.

"Yeah, good thing that this is still your body, the only thing we need to work on is my technique, your athletic and physical prowess should still be here. Now where to ne…"

"Hello Blades Shadow, you have made quite a name for yourself with the local thief guilds" Darryl is interrupted by a man dressed in black leather armor with a cape and a familiar looking arm blade attached to his right arm.

"... Oh fuck my luck." Darryl says before thinking, 'You wouldn't happen to have a blade somewhere would you?"

"Back left pocket of my jeans, reach for it slowly and you might live long enough to draw it. Living after that though, well, we will see how it goes." Talon responds while hoping that he isn't going to die because some idiot doesn't know how to fight is in control of his body.

"These cookies really are good." Allison said. Morgana had a small smile on her face. "I'm glad. I suppose opening a bakery was a good idea after all."

It was all well and good, until the door slammed open. An angry Draven came in. He seemed pissed. "I think some punk snatched Draven's cookies!"

'Considering his flirting with the cashier... I wouldn't be surprised', Allison thought. Morgana seemed a little upset with Draven's entrance.

"No refunds." Morgana said flatly. "But I can give you a muffin to get you out of here somewhat happy." Draven begrudgingly accepted her offer.

'Morgana is nice.' Allison thought to Katarina, who agreed. The duo were walking home with a few extras, that is, until they heard someone screaming bloody murder in a very high pitched voice in a nearby alley.

In said alley, the thief who was trying to intimidate Darryl is currently kneeling on floor of the alley screaming while has hands are between his legs, where the blade Talon said was in his back pocket is currently rammed.

"I cannot believe you just did that." Talon emotionlessly says still trying to process that he just saw himself clumsily toss a knife, one aimed at the thief's stomach that ended up hitting him in every man's weak spot.

"Hey neither can I, but that was fucking hilarious." Darryl says smiling while the thief who was screaming has now quieted down to pathetic whimpering and crying. Eyeballing the arm blade on the thug's arm Darryl walks over before forcefully pulling it off of him and strapping it on his own arm.

Darryl gets a wicked smile on his face before saying "I have always wanted to do this." He then, to Talon's utter disbelief, begins doing Talon's dance in the game while singing "Cuz I'm the deadly AD, Caster, Melee Mid, Assassinate you in the Rift, and bring their Carry to his knees."

"I'm being controlled by a fucking idiot." Talon mumbles before he is interrupted by someone laughing behind him.

"Oh wow, I can't believe you pulled it off." Allison said between bursts of laughter. "Had a feeling you were in the same circumstance as me. Hah."

Darryl turned around to glance at her, noting that her derpy smile seemed familiar. "Allison, is that you?" He carefully said.

"Of course you derp. Who did you think I was, The Easter Bunny?"

'Oh god there's two of them' Katarina and Talon thought simultaneously.