AN: YOYOYO! Okay, I have a few things to say in the author's note today!
First, have y'all ever heard of something called the HARLEM SHAKE? CUZ IT'S FUDGING HILARIOUS! But I'd have to say the funniest one would have to be the Pewdiepie one! He could be a Victoria's Secret model! Uh-oh, Marzia's gettin' pissed! D: Watch out, Pewds!
Speaking of Harlem, I was watching the Harlem Globtrotters game with my dad. Also fricking hilarious! OMGerbils, it was too much when the guy went, "I GOT IT I GOT IT I GOT IT UP HERE PASS IT TO ME I'M OPEN I GOT IT I GOT IT!" And then he got the ball and the defender came and he just tossed it to the defender while he was outa bounds and was like, "Ha!" LOLZZ!
Third, I will inform you that a frying pan is a weapon. I was looking for cool weapons to make my OCs so I went on Wikipedia. If you search for weapons, it will give you this huge list of 'em, and that's where I get most of my ideas. SO I was scrolling through it, ya know, like "La-deeda-deeda, lookin' for cool weapons for a semi-violent fanfic, doot-doodooo..." And one of them said 'frying pan' no joke! Go look it up!
Lastly for some advertising! Yay! So I have a new story called Curiosity, an Ouran High School Host Club fanfic, and Memory one called Journal of a Terribly Misunderstood Girl, if I remember correctly, which is Soul Eater. I suggest you check out both of them, in both cases Ginger and Mem actually aren't characters. New OCs! Yeah!
That's all for today, so I'll start the story now!
Chapter 18: I'll figure this out later... *me being too lazy to think of a chapter title*
I plop down in between Tommi and Soul on the gray bench that connects to the table where I drop my grayish-blue tray.
"Ugh, I'm soo hungry..." I say, stretching my arms. Soul swallows. "Then eat something." He says. I yawn. "That was kinda the plan, but okay." I respond.
I pick up my fork and poke at my waffle. I'm not in the mood for waffles, though. Do you ever get that feeling where you're really hungry, but you're like, hungry for one specific thing? Well, right now I want some noodles. And no offense to waffles, but they're not noodles.
But I eat them anyway. I don't even bother with syrup.
"Where were you yesterday, Tommi?" I ask, turning to my left. She shoves a waffle bite in her mouth. "I'll tell you later, but guess what I found out?" She says. I take a sip of orange juice. "What?" I say. She smiles.
"I found out I'm a weapon!" She says, her eyes shining. I smile back at her. "That's great! What kind are you?" I ask. Her right eye twitches, but she's still smiling. It's kinda creepy. Alex snickers from across the table.
"A... ttskkst... frying pan...!" He says, stifling a laugh. I slap my hand over my mouth to muffle my laughing. She frowns. "It's not funny!" She says, turning back to her waffles and poking them with her fork.
"PPPWWAAHHAHAHAHAHA! I'M SORRY, IT'S JUST... HAHAHAHAA!" I laugh, tears in my eyes. I clutch my stomach and lean back slightly, my back on Soul's shoulder. He looks to me. "What?" He asks. I open my mouth to respond, but I just start laughing again so I point to Tommi. If this was a manga book, she would have like, five veins popping out on her head.
"I'm still not getting it," He says. Alex calms himself for long enough to say something. "Tommi's a... frying pan! We ound out she's... a weapon, but she's a frying pan!" He says. Then he bursts out laughing again.
"PPFFT-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Soul exclaims, laughing with us. After explaining, with great difficulty, to everyone else, Melody's even having trouble keeping a straight face.
"OMIGLOB, MAYBE YOU CAN... HAHAHAHAHA! HELP OUT IN THE KITCHEN!" I say, my face red. Tommi growls and stands up.
"WILL YOU SHUT THE HELL UP?! IT'S NOT THAT FREAKING FUNNY! SO STOP LAUGHING BEFORE I RIP OUT ALL OF YOUR TONGUES AND NAIL THEM TO A WALL!" She screams, slamming her hands on the table. Every eye in the room turns to her quizzically. She sits down quickly, her cheeks flushed.
"I'm sorry, Tommi, it's just so ironic!" Mem says through her hand. Tommi frowns. "No it's not! At least, I think it's not, I don't completely know what that means..." She says. I take a deep breath and wipe my eyes. "Never mind, I don't feel like explaining it..." Mem replies, sighing and taking a swig of orange juice.
"Attention, students. I'm going to need you to look up here, please." A voice says from the front. Everyone turns toward where Professor Stein is sitting in his rolly-chair, holding a microphone and tapping it.
"I have an announcement to make. As of today, you will continuing the collection of kishin eggs. There has been a surplus of them roaming around without any sort of control. Because of this, every day after lunch, a group of meisters and weapons will go to reap them. Each group will have three weapon-meister pairings so that if anything happens you will be able to report back to us easily. You will all be supplied gas masks and anklets with tiny receivers on them so that we can keep a close eye on you and your whereabouts. You are not o take off your masks until you have cleared the smoke cloud and you are not to take off your anklets at all. Understood? We will call down the first group after lunch today. Please finish eating and then you will be sent off to your training." He says. The room fills with whispers as he rolls away.
"We're going back out?" Melody says, watching Stein as he tries to wheel his way out of the cafeteria, but topples over when he reaches the small bump in the doorway.
"I guess so..." James replies. Tommi looks at Alex. "What should we do? Should i go talk to Kid again?" She asks. He nods. "Yeah, go ahead." He says, waving her off. She nods and stands up, rushing out of the cafeteria and taking a left.
"Are you guys going to stay together?" I ask him. He shrugs. "I don't know yet, that's what Tommi's about to ask Kid." He replies, leaning back and resting his head in his hands. I finish off my orange juice.
"Well, I'm done here, so should we head off to training?" I ask, turning to Mem as she shoves the last bit of her waffle into her mouth. She nods. "Yeash, I shink bwe should," She says through a mouthful. I grimace. "Swallow before you talk, 'kay?" I say, holding up my hand. She nods and swallows deeply.
"Well, you're definitely doing better today," Mem says as I hit my sixth bull's eye. I pull back another arrow. "Thanks, I'm a bit more concentrated now." I tell her. I aim and release, and the arrows flies right where one is already, causing the first to split down the middle. "I'm going to half to start calling you Katniss. Or maybe Merida?" She says. I roll my eyes.
"You're just lucky I don't have to use your arrows, or else you'd have a split finger." I tell her.
"Yes, thank you for that." She says.
I wait until Liz is done shooting to retrieve the arrows. I throw the split one in the trash and drop the others in my pouch. I made Mem paint her nails so that the feathers of the arrows that are hers would be bright orange. That way, I won't confuse hers with the ones they gave us. Originally, I was going to paint them pink, but she almost gave me a black eye when I tried to paint them. So I had to settle with orange.
"So how's Kid been doing? Is he feeling any better?" I ask Liz as I release an arrow. She takes two shots before responding. "Kind of. He's been pretty out of it. He barely says anything." She responds. She takes three more shots, all of which hit dead center.
"Oh. Well, I hope he feels better." I say. She nods. We don't say anything for a while, just shoot and occasionally I go to retrieve my arrows.
"So do you know anything about who's going to be in the first group?" I ask her. She shoots four times.
"Yeah, if I heard right it should be you, Maka and Tommi. I forget who you're going after, though." She says. I nod. "Cool." I say. After that, I hit the target dead center.
"That's thirty. We should head out. We have five minutes 'till lunch." I say, retrieving the last arrow and walking back towards the exit. I toss Mem up in the air and she transforms back, landing on her feet, but just barely.
"Next time can you just hold me until I'm back to human form? You're going to snap me in half..." She says, dusting herself off. I shrug. "Sure."
"Good luck out there, it's pretty harsh." Liz says as I wrap my hand around the door knob. I turn around and smile. "Thanks! We're certainly going to need it," I say, twisting it and pushing the door forward.
"Nice job today ladies, only two bull's rings and one miss." Stein says when we walk into the observation room.
"Thanks. See ya, professor!" I say as I walk out of the door behind him. He waves over his shoulder and continues to observe Liz and Patty.
"Okay, so listen up. Gas masks are to be kept on at all times, unless you've cleared the smoke. No transforming until you're out of it. You won't be able to breath if you do. Hold each others hands and if you can't feel somebody, you are to look for them. If you can't find them, than you report back here immediately. You hear?" Sid says. We nod. "Yes, sir!" We says together.
I look to my right. Next to me is Mem, than Alex, Tommi, Maka, and finally Soul. I turn back to Sid. All of us are handed gas masks. He shows how to put them on. They're little clear plastic pieces that cover our faces. They strap on in the back and connect to a small oxygen take we're supposed to keep on our backs.
"Good luck. You will go after a total of five kishin eggs. You have to retrieve more than one because we can only send out one group a day. Strict orders from Shinigami-sama prevent us from letting more out." Sid continues. I feel like I'm in the military, it's so weird.
"Remember one thing," He says as the hatch is opened and the ladder pulled down. We all turn to the hatch as it opens, but then we turn back to Sid.
"Don't die." He says. With that, we're escorted outside and into the dark smog. I take a deep breath. The gas mask makes my breathing sound weird. I sound like Darth Vader.
"So we're supposed to hold hands?" Tommi says through her mask, her figure barely visible. I nod. "Yeah, so we don't lose each other." I say, taking Mem's hand in my right and Soul's in my left.
After a really long time of walking, we clear the smoke and see the outside world for the first time in what seems like forever. There's a bunch of desert, and past that are a few trees on the edge of a forest. We head towards there.
"Finally, I was starting to get irritated..." Maka says, removing her gas mask. She drops her oxygen tank by a really big tree and takes a deep breath. All of us do the same.
"I'll mark this so we know which one our stuff is at." Mem says, transforming her pointer finger into an arrow. She marks a big 'X' on the trunk.
"Okay, let's get going. We have some kishins to get!" Alex says, heading towards the small town that should be past the forest.
AN: Okay, things are confusing, I know, and the landscape is fucked up, but I don't care because I'm doing my best! So leave me alone! Anyway, Read & Review, plzz!