Chaosu readers! Another chapter well edited (hopefully; atleast with minor difficulties)
Warnings: OOC-ness, Cursing, fangirls, and men in suits. It's a fanfiction.
I don't own KHR as per usual. If I did, Mukuro would where his pineapple t-shirt.
Forever.
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I laid on the ripped-up sofa of Kokyo Land and sighed. Not speaking a word. Just starring at the ceiling.
"...am I really disturbing the peace of time and space?" I asked myself, a small 'tsk' sound escaping. I really don't like the thought of disturbing time and space. Pokémon Mystery Dungeon already had Palkia and Dialga at each other's necks before, and I would like to keep the peace between them. After all, the idea of a rampaging Dialga and a pissed off Palkia would not be good.
"Fuck, I'd be screwed," I cursed, "Well, fucked and screwed. For life. And all my regenerations and shit." My hands etched into my hair, slightly pulling my fringes to the side, "Just what the hell am I doing?" I muttered.
A soft voice captured my attention, but didn't make me move from my spot, "Kufufu, our plan is going well. If this keeps up, then he'll most certainly come," Says an obviously-not-Mukuro. A small grunt of approval replied.
"Then, what do we do about the stupid girl and Jennifer?" Asked the obviously-not-Ken. I bite my lower lip, my hands itching to scratch his face.
Just wait.
I swear I will go all Nancy-Kong on your ass one day.
I grumbled, turning over on the sofa for a more comfortable position, deciding to let the PupKen take his sweet time being alive. I heard soft footsteps padding towards me, making me frown. Seems like they finally noticed me.
"Oh, she's sleeping," Well, shit. Chikusa was here all along, too? Like seriously, can you stop being invisible and sexy?
Well, you can continue being sexy, I suppose.
A hum was heard from the two males, but I pushed it off, "Payback, Nancy-chan," They sing-sang, causing a shiver to dance down my spine. Wtf?
Click.
Eh, did a bug get in here or something? I must be imagining this, right? After all, I heard flies tend to land on people's faces before...
"Heh, hope you like your morning, Nancy-chan," Mukuro cooed. What? They barley did anything to me. All well, I guess I'll find out tomorrow.
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"..." I won't say a word. My face. Is. Markered.
"Well, shit," I said softly, wetting a wet towel and cleaning my face with it. The black stains faded to grey, but it made me look like the stereotypical emo. Making me more depressed.
"Nice job, dumbass," I growled. How on Earth will I face Tsuna today? What if he avoids me?
I mean, I can always lock him up in my bedroom, but that's for another fanfiction, reader.
Beep! Beep!
'Someone fuck me with a stick,' I thought, muttering French curses mixed with English. Grumbling lamentably, I grabbed my bag and dashed to the living room, kicking Mukuro and Ken awake. I smirked when they didn't even laugh. The smile written on my face became darker, whispering that one day, I will personally exterminate them.
Cue the gulp.
"Fuckapple me..." I cursed again, running to the school. Hibari was about to close the gates until he saw me.
He narrowed his eyes sharply. "Herbivore, you're late-" He paused, noticing the grey marks on my face. He frowned.
"Shut up." I glared. Hibari, slightly amused at my behavior, hummed to reply but soon returned the glare. He grabbed my wrist and closed the gates. Then proceeded to drag me to the school. Or more specifically, the Reception room.
My thoughts then drifted on to Jennifer, who had not returned from her mini-study date. She did say she was sleeping over, but...
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"..." I glared at Hibari, I don't like it when someone is cleaning my face. Roughly.
Jesus fuck, Hibari, if you were into me, can you atleast pretend I'm the most fragile person ever?
N... not like I'll say that outloud, of course...
"Herbivore, stop moving before I force you to stop moving," He growled. Rubbing the fabric harder on my face.
My lips formed a pout, muttering a curse in English. Hibari raised an eyebrow, but pushed it aside, using his other hand to cup the other side of my face to push into the other. The towel's rough fabric was turning my cheeks red and I did not like looking like this.
For fucks sake, Hibari. Don't furrow your brows like that, it's kinda cute and ukeliscious. And you're on top of me.
Is it wrong for me to want to smash his hips against mine?
Not like I'll ever do it.
I should just settle with smacking his ass.
Yus.
I heard Hibari growl, releasing me from my perverted thoughts. Probably because the black marker staines were still on my face. Shit.
"Here, let me see." I said, grabbing the towel from Hibari. He glared, a small hiss about to form and escape.
My lips twitched, wanting to smile at the act, "...are you drunk, Hibarocchi?" I asked, only to meet a tonfa hurled at my head.
"Ouch! That hurts!" I growled, rubbing the place where the tonfa abused my head at.
"It's suppose to hurt, herbivore, and I have no claims stating that I am alcoholic or intoxicated," He growled back, grabbing the towel and rubbing my face even harder.
"Fine, but- shit! Stop pressing so hard!" I nearly yelled. Maybe smacking his ass will stop him.
Or make him kill me.
Then a knock was heard.
"Come in," Hibari said. The door opened and revealed an elvis-hair-style Kousakabe.
"U-um, Kyo-san, am I interrupting any... thing?" He asked, looking between me and Hibari.
Hibari glared, "It's not what you're thinking. This herbivore's face will disrupt the peace if it is not properly cleaned." Did he just indirectly say I'm ugly? You bitch.
"Ah, ok then," Kousakabe showed him some papers. "These are the list of the attacks this week," Hibari smoothly moved away from me and received the paper, "It's bad. If this keeps up, the whole committee will be defeated..."
The cloud guardian growled and glared at the list of people in the hospital. "That's bad, isn't it, Hibarocchi?" I asked. I wanna look at the list. If only I could, maybe I could tell him that his right-hand man might be next.
Wait, should I tell Hibari about me? About my knowledge about KHR? I bit my lip again, wondering the possible scenarios. The most likely one with Hibari disregarding what I said, charging up for his battle with the person who will forever be his rival.
It's not like I don't trust Hibari with information, in fact, he's probably the most trusted guardian out of Tsuna's group of friends. Aside from Reborn, of course. And Hibari's amazingly strong and cool, and he's just the ideal boyfrie-
Boyfriend?
Ah, fuck. Why now? Why am I noticing-
"Nancy-san?" Kousakabe asked, "Are you alright? You're face is turning red."
I rapidly shook my head, hissing at myself for letting my thoughts wonder into thing I most certainly don't want to think about right now, "I'm fine, Kousakabes-san. And I've been meaning to ask, but did any of the people have pocket watches on them after they were beaten up?"
He quirked an eyebrow, "Did I tell you my name before?" There's something wrong with me today.
"I, uh, heard you from Tsuna, you're Hibarocchi's right-hand man, I think," He nodded, giving me a little smile. Quick save. Good brain, good.
"Ah, alright. And yes, all the people mentioned on the list had been found with pocket watch on them," says Kousakabe. I looked up at him, taking in his appearance. I have to admit, Kousakabe is really cool, for not only being Demonic Hibari's right-hand man, but for pulling off the pompadour pretty well! You gotta admit, it'll be difficult to see his hair become any other style than this one.
I grunted as I realized something, "Hibarocchi already left." Damn, he's quick.
"As expected, he's always on the move when something goes wrong. He'll stop who ever did this," Kousakabe then looked at me and smiled. I smiled shyly back, suddenly feeling insecure for once.
I really need an adult for this. Welp.
"So, uh, do you know how to get rid of these black staines on my face?" I asked. Kousakabe nodded and headed out the door. After a minute, he returned with a wet towel.
"This has something in it to ease those marks on your face. It'll sting abit, but it's worth it." He said, then held my face and slowly rubbed the staines. I'm sure my face is red. It's the first- no, second time a boy's face is near mine.
"There," He said suddenly, breaking me out of my small daydream, "All done." I excused myself and went to the girl's bathroom. He's right, the black staines are all gone. FUCK YEAH! In yo' face, Hibarocchi!
"Well, better get going to class. It's still first period," I pulled down my skirt and smiled reassuringly to myself in the mirror. I stepped out of the girl's bathroom and made my way to class.
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I knocked on the door and when I heard a small, 'come in', I opened the door to the class room and walked in. A smirk etched onto my face, 'Sensei, you're so inviting~'
"M-Miss Hibari! I-I thought you were absent," The teacher said, trying to remain composed.
"I kind of had some things to do with Hibarocchi," I said, earning a shock from the teacher and the students.
"W-well, you're excused. Please sit down then," He said and turned to the board, continuing his boring leacher.
"Hey, what happened?" Tsuna asked when I sat down.
"My face was markered and it was hard to make it come off. So when I came to school, Hibari tried to erase it but got interrupted by Kousakabe-san." I replied.
"Oh, but your face looks normal." 'And pretty sexy,' I added.
"Kousakabe-san rubbed it gently on my face, making all the black staines go away. Unlike a certain skylark." I growled, rubbing my cheeks.
"Are you-"
"Sawada Tsunayoshi! Since when did you start flirting with girls in class?" The teacher yelled, making everyone snicker. Gokudera growled at the crowd but the people couldn't help but laugh. Tsuna making a move on a girl? How fun-neh!
Not.
"You're getting on my nerves, sensei," I muttered darkly, sending a dark looming glare towards everyone. They instantly faced away, all laughter dying down as they slowly realized that I was Hibari's relative. Which I'm not, but let's let the barrel roll for this one, eh?
"O-ok, class, l-let's continue," The teacher stuttered.
Tsuna just sighed. I patted his head and smiled at him, making Tsuna blush.
"Tsuna-kun, don't worry about anything, ok?" I said reassuringly. He looked away as his ears begun to turn red. I chuckled.
Tsuna has always been there for me. Well, not quit physically, but I always thought about him. About how he protected his friends and family, about how he would panic or get flustered or even get angry if his friends are hurt. I love the way he smiles the most, especially the last episode when Tsuna returned back from the future, laughing freely. I swore my heart melted right then and there.
My life wasn't all that great, you know? And yes, we're about to enter the world of OC sadness so you can relate the person. It's what makes me real, what makes all of us real. Whether we're KHR characters like No-Good Tsuna, or the incredibly smart yet pissy Gokudera. If you look at things differently, you might just notice how close these characters are to us in real life. For all we know, Tsuna could be the lonely boy sitting in the corner in your class.
I totally strayed from what we were originally talking about.
This is why I don't have many friends. Well, shit happens.
I starred at the board boringly. Now that Kousakabe-san was next to be attacked, Gokudera will be next with Chikusa. Then Hibari will challenge Mukuro. Finally, Tsuna comes and for the first time, goes into Hyper Dying Will mode. I hope this goes well.
"Ehem, Miss Hibari, how can you turn this decimal into a percentage?" the teacher asked suddenly, making me come out of my daydream.
"Simple, herbivore, you just move the decimal two places to the right." I said, finally noticing what the teacher said.
"Good. At least you know this," He looked at Tsuna then back at me. I glared at him, 'Mock my Tsu-moe one more time, I dare you.' The teacher nodded nervously and return to the board.
I smirked, 'I guess being Hibarocchi's self-proclaimed little sister has some advantages.' I drifted off to my Wonderland and bit my lip. I noticed how cold the room had gotten, but it's probably just my imagination.
Though, I was unaware that a pair of dark eye's were watching me. And he's not Reborn either.
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"Um, excuse me." I said, walking to class C-2.
"Yes- eek! I-I mean, i-is there something I can h-help you with?" The girl near me nervously asked.
"Yeah, uh, where's Jennifer?" I asked. The girl shrugged nervously.
"I d-don't know! P-Please don't bite me to death!" She yelped and ran out the class room.
"Ok then..." I softly shrugged. "Eh, I don't really think nothing bad's going to happen, but why do I feel unsure...?" I muttered to myself, walking forward. It wasn't until I felt myself bump into someone that I finally notice my surroundings.
"Oh, shit, sorry," I cursed.
"Oh, no it's fine! I didn't see you. Are you ok?" Asked a voice. I looked up, seeing Yamamoto, Tsuna, and Gokudera.
"N-Nancy-san!" Tsuna said, frantically waving his hands around like the cutest little shit ever, "W-we were just looking for you!"
"I'm fine, thanks for asking," I thanked, "And yeah, I was kinda looking for you guys, too. My head was stuck up in the clouds and I decided that I should give you a little 'head's up'."
"About what?" Tsuna asked. I looked at him wearily.
"Jennifer hasn't returned from her trip," I bit my lower lip, which didn't go unnoticed by the gang, "And I might be overreacting, but I think it might be linked to the missing people who were badly beaten up."
Shock.
Yep, you gotta hate those shocking moments.
"Then we'll find her!" Yamamoto smiled, "I bet she's playing hide and seek with us!"
"Seriously, Yama-chan?" I sighed. Gokudera instantly bickered with him as Tsuna tried to calm his friends down (mainly Gokudera; Yamamoto's like 'no shit, bro' and smiling away). I unconsciously rubbed the back of my neck, feeling a shiver run down my spine.
I... is someone glaring at me?
Gokudera noticed my shiver. "What is it?" He asked. Good Puppydera. He's becoming more nicer to me. But that's not the point.
"It's bad enough I don't really know Jennifer's location, but I've been getting chills all day," I looked down, muttering a whisper to myself, "Maybe being here was a bad idea after all."
The gang paused, looking at each other in discomfort. It was a first to see me like this, and they didn't really like it. They were rather fond of the happy-go-lucky spirit I had, in all truth. Even if it did annoy the hell out of Gokudera.
"Nee," Tsuna said, making me look at him. He smiled shyly, making me almost melt at how adorable he's being, "I-I'm sure you're here w-with us for a r-reason."
Yamamoto laughed, "Ahaha, you're so funny Nanny-san! Everyone should all be here!"
"It's Nancy, you idiot!" Gokudera hissed, "Do I need to spell it out?"
"I don't think you can spell a person out," The teen smiled, albeit confused, "Is that a magic trick? Like how you use your fireworks?"
Gokudera gritted his teeth, "I swear to fucking god, I will kill you." The baseball fan merely pouted, before laughing again. Tsuna and I just simply enjoyed the show, shrugging our shoulders when our eyes met.
I rolled my eyes and took a breath, "In all honesty, I've been wanting to also tell you about the fights that's been going on. Kousakabe will be found soon by the gang, and let's just say someone else got their eyes on Gokudera."
"You mean, Kousakabe-san will be defeated then it's Gokudera's turn?" Tsuna nearly shrieked if I didn't covered his mouth.
"Yes, but...," I eyed left and right, "Fuuta is in this. And you have to save him. The only way to save him is to accept him."
"Accept him?"
"Yes. That's all for now." I said, slipping into my usual volume.
Even though Tsuna looked puzzled, he nodded.
"Why can't you tell Juudaime what you mean about 'accepting him'?" Gokudera asked. Obviously, the thought of him being injured didn't appeal to him, but he pushed it aside. Afterall, if he's defeated, then who will protect Juudaime?
'Some things are worth sacrificing for.'
"It's because things are better off with actions than mere words. After all, actions can describe things to a point where you don't need words." I grinned.
"I guess so..."
"Haha! How interesting! So all we have to do is find Jennifer and make sure Fuuta play, too? Ok!" Yamamoto smiled cheerfully.
"Yama-chan!" I smiled widely, hugging him around the waist. I pouted at the thought of how he's taller than me, but it escaped as I felt Yamamoto return the hug.
...
"Uh..." I slowly released Yamamoto as I came to realized that I was hugging a guy.
Well, it's not like I didn't like it.
I... it's just... he's a guy with muscles and abs and stuff-
Oh, shut up!
"I got to go, then..." I mumbled, leaving everyone puzzled. I started to walk away.
"Ah! Wait, it's only lunch break!" Tsuna yelled out.
"Tell the teachers Hibarocchi wanted me to learn how to bite people to death properly!" I yelled back.
I heard them sigh. Though, you gotta admit. It's was a pretty good lie.
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I walked out the school like I didn't give two shits and proceeded to head towards the market place. Jennifer loves to shop, and seeing as we are in Japan, a couple (A/N: hundreds, she means) of DVD's of her favorite dramas would be a must-have.
"Damn, I should've made her come with me. If Mukurocchi is involved in this, I swear I will go into Hyper Dying Will Mode on his ass." I glared. The people who walked by noticed my glare and eased away, making a pathway just for me.
"Damn...," I cursed under my breath again.
"Hm? What do we have here?"
"Oh, ain't she a cutie?"
Oh great. Now I'm surrounded by guys who want to rape me. Great. Just fucking great.
"Sorry, pal," I hissed, "Do me a favor and go fuck yourself."
Okay, normally, I'd just play the innocent act but I get real cranky if I don't get my daily dose of some Jennifer-lovin'.
"Sheesh, we got a feisty one," He smirked. Then the boys started to surround me.
I snapped.
"Look, here boys," I smirked at how it irked them, "Unless you want to be bitten to oblivion, I suggest you go. Fuck. Off." I growled lowly.
They just smirked wider.
"Really, and who do you think you are? Hibari Kyoya?" He laughed out.
"No, I'm not," I glowered, "I'm his little sister."
"N-No, you're not! You're lying!" The leader yelped.
Then one of the boys grabbed my wrist until-
"In violation of of disrupting the peace and committing an attempt sexual assault upon an innocent student of Namimori Middle," The voice growled lowly and appeared, "I'll bite you to death."
"H-Hibari!" The boys shrieked.
"Hibarocchi," I looked down. Damn, I'm being saved by a guy. I always hated how the prince always saved the princess in the stories and swore to myself that I would not accept the help of another male.
But, wait, am I connecting Hibari as a prince?
...
No.
Noooo.
Brain, do all of us a favor and do not think such things.
"Fuu," Hibari breathed out, making me blush at how erotic it is (YOU CAN'T BLAME ME), "This'll be my 18th battle. This better be interesting since you got the nerve to touch a student of Namimori Middle." He smirked, his tonfa's shimmering in the light.
"W-we-"
Whack!
Bam!
Slash!
All the onomatopoeia was being used right now. And despite being in complete utter shock, I... admire this abit.
Only abit.
...
Ok, maybe alot. But not too much!
"Shit," I said, looking at the defeated bodies on the floor. "You certainly got the power, Hibarocchi."
"..." Hibari looked at me.
"What?" Was there something attached onto my face or something?
"Come here," He commanded. I raised an eyebrow, and walked over to him. I was only an arm's length away from him until his hand quickly grabbed my face, pulling me closer to him.
"Holy shi-," My face felt like it would melt from the blush as Hibari looked at me straight in the eye and closed it, leaning closer to me. Reacting the same, my eyes closed as I felt my heart beat faster, lips close enough to-
He licked my cheek.
I opened my eye's slowly to see a smirking carnivore.
"Oh, fuck you!" I yelled, shoving him away. I walked out, flipping the bird at him and left, leaving a smirking Hibari behind.
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Jennifer was humming to herself as she walked down the sidewalk, two bags of roughly 80 DVD's of her favorite dramas. Let's pretend she's rich at the moment.
Besides, she haven't been watching her drama's in a long time, and she felt bad for leaving Nancy all alone. Ever since they met when they were 8 years old, they were practically inseparable. They had their differences, but they also had tons of similarities.
Nancy and Jennifer often loved to bicker, bullying and wresting each other for fun. And they both knew when they took it too far. Sometimes, there were moments where they talked about the touchy subjects that they wouldn't discuss unless they're by each other's side.
Especially Nancy, who was more emotional than a baby. Well, she practically is a baby in a way. Jennifer sighed, remembering the times her father and mother was before the step-mother came in. She really despised Nancy's father the most; the man who never raised her daughter right and the man who caused Nancy's mother's suicide. There were times where Jennifer wondered how she dealt with such a life. Not to mention, there were her step-mother and her half-baby brother.
Jennifer, on the other hand, thought her life was slightly better, if not worse. She decided that pain was still pain in every person, and that it doesn't matter who went through worse. Her family was in shambles; her mother and father divorced and her siblings neglecting her and ignoring her. She was very glad she met Nancy when she did. And she's pretty sure the girl was glad she had Jennifer, too.
Catching herself from dwelling further into her thoughts, Jennifer now noticed she was walking down a lonely path, except for the two men who wore a black suit. She felt herself panic.
'Calm down, Jennifer,' She thought, continuing to walk forward. By the time she walked past them, one of the men grabbed her shoulders.
"Jennifer Livingston?" They asked. Jennifer didn't reply, her heart beating quickly in her chest. The next thing she knew, a sharp pain resounded near her neck and blacked out.
In the distance, she saw Mukuro running towards her, a frown forming.
'Help me.'
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"Fuck!" I yelled, "Where the hell is she?" I muttered, trying to erase the memories of Hibari from my mind. I muttered a curse again, biting my lips. Okay, so maybe Hibari wasn't all that nice to people yet, but did he have to go on and tease me like that?
C'est des conneries!*
I felt tears pool around my eyes as the familiar hitch in my throat rise, "Merde*, I really wanna cry..."
"Then cry, I'll comfort you," replied a soothing voice.
"Why the hell do you care?" I bit back, not bothering to see who that was.
"Because without the you, the world wouldn't be a happier place," the soothing voice continued. I turned around, surprised at the sight of a dumpling show and a pair of soft black eyes.
"F-Fon?"
"Yes, how do you know my name?" He asked, his costume tilting. My smile became lopsided at how cute it looked.
"U-um, I know about the things in the Vongola." I replied, trying to hold in the tears. Crap, I will never cry in front of anyone. Not even Fon!
Fon smiled gently at me.
...
Ok, maybe I can cry in front of him. Maybe.
"Then you must be Nancy, Reborn told me a few things about you," His pacifier glistened. "I hope we become great friends, Nancy-chan."
Fon you adorable lil' shit. Is he still single? "U-un," I nodded. Fon held out his hand and gently wipe a tear away and smiled reassuringly.
"Don't worry, I'm sure your friend is fine. Why don't you come with me and rest for abit?" I nodded. He then led me to his small shop with the same dumplings I-pin would make.
"May I ask you one question, though?" He asked, hiding his little worry. I nodded, noticing how Fon was intently staring at the materials to make the dumpling.
"Then, in the future, is my student ok?" He asked, his eye's holding a very worrisome feature.
"Don't worry," My smile grew wide, "I-pin grew up to become a very nice young lady. Her martial arts did her a very good job on keeping her fit and she should be doing great in school," I smiled as Fon flipped a dumpling in the air happily.
"I'm glad!" He sighed in relief, flipping the dumpling in the air again before blowing off the stem, his hands flowing over the mist and pulling it slightly to cool it, "Here eat this. It'll help you feel better."
"Thank you. You're very nice and sweet Fon." I smiled. Fon smiled back. "I should give up on my stubbornness and just admit it."
"Admit what?" He asked, taking a seat next to me.
"Admit that, I have to become the leader, take control of things, and become the moon that shines in the dark." I smiled, but paused at how awkward I sounded. Fon simply smiled.
"Then take this opportunity, then. The adventure had only begun." He said. Then jumped into his Chinese disguise and walked away with the dumpling-making shop. "I will see you soon. Next time, you won't be like before. You will become the moon the Vongola needed along time ago." He said, and finally disappeared in streets.
"The moon, huh?" I grinned and pumped my fist in the air. "That makes me taller and higher than Hibari! Ha! Eat that, you crazy carnivore!" I yelled happily and ate another piece of the dumpling.
Holy shit, this stuff is amazing!
Which reminds me, how did he even make this kind of stuff?
I was sitting in front of him this whole entire time, too...
"Tch, if only Jennifer was here," I sadly looked at the half eaten dumpling. Then got up and pumped my fist into the air again.
"No time for sulking! I need to find her to the EXTREME!" I yelled again and putted the dumpling neatly in my book bag. When I putted the dumpling in an extra napkin and putted in my bag, I ran into a direction where I last saw Jennifer leave.
'This is it. I will shine. I'll make this dark path rise and save the one's drowning in the abyss!' I thought, running even more faster. Eager to meet Jennifer.
Fon smiled at the my figure running at a fast pace. Then frowned when he saw men in black suits looking at me. "Oh my, Nancy-chan is going to be in trouble. We can't have any of that, now can we?" He muttered.
The mysterious men had no idea what came onto them other than a raging storm.
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*C'est des conneries!* - This is bullshit.
*Merde* - Shit.
Another chapter well written! Sorta.
I added that little Jennifer moment, y'know. 'Cause I realized just how fucking lost I was. Like seriously, where the hell did Jennfier go?
Reborn: *wears a Jennifer mask* I'm right here, useless-author.
Me: *sweatdrops* R-Reborn... that doesn't really work on me-
Nancy: *Jumps onto Reborn* JENNIFER YOU FUC-
Me: *ahem* Well, I hope you enjoyed reading and leave a small review. As always, fight with your Dying Will!