Hello, fellow fanfiction-ers! In celebration of E3, I'm posting today!

HAPPY E3, VIDEOGAMERS! *balloons, cake and other celebration stuff*

Seriously though, I've been on edge for the past few days because of it. I wanna hear about so much stuff! Too bad... I'll be at school...

I swear, I'm a little trippy whenever I write these things...

Also, little heads up, I've got a few more ideas for more stories. Not sure if they'll be Cabbie, or if they'll even be on this archive, I just know I'll be back. I might even post new stuff while writing this!

No! That's a horrible idea!

So? That's my thing!

Nice to know... Anything make sense in this chap?

NOPE! But hey, shit happens when you watch two hours of Pewdiepie and Screwattack videos, followed by watching Frozen three times in a row, then hours of E3 coverage and then a Victorious marathon, all while eating nothing but unhealthy foods! Right?

I'm sorry, but when was the last time you left the house? Besides school?

Can't remember! On with the yet-to-make-sense-story! Trollollollolloll!

Oh, and a quick shout-out to a new friend of mine. You know who you are! Yeah, I, JetbrewBarista34 of... wherever I got that name from, hereby declare any this chapter to you! I hope you're doing well, Reagan. Whether you're reading this or not, this one's for you. Sorry for not keeping in touch.

Disclaimer: Because I've got enough issues. Adding "Sued before reaching legal age" to that already long list won't help. So, to avoid that, I'll just put it out there. I'm ga- I mean, I DON'T OWN VICTORIOUS! OR SAM & CAT! Sorry, read the wrong cue cards.

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"You are angry, Jason. You... are angry. Okay, I get that. I get it. I mean, without family, who the fuck are we? There was a time I would do anything for my sister, you know? First time I ever killed was for my sister. But it was not enough for her. No, no, no, no, please. You see the thing about our loved ones, right? Our fucking loved ones?! They come and they blindside you every fucking time! So they say to me, they say, 'Vaas, Vaas, who the FUCK IS IT GOING TO BE?! THEM OR ME?! ME OR THEM?!Hehehe. You know, like, like they fucking think... that I need to make the fuck choice."

- Vaas Montenegro, Far Cry 3

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Robbie was on a bed, lying on his back, eyes closed. The space on his right felt larger and colder than usual. That was strange. Robbie's mind wondered about, trying to recollect any memory that might tell him why he felt this way when he remembered that he'd fallen asleep next to Cat.

He sat up quickly, eyes opening as he scanned the space next to him. "Cat? Cat, where are you?"

"Oh, I told you two he'd notice fast. He's so in love."

"Well, it's not like it's unexpected. Desperate nerd like him'll take anyone who wants to bang."

"Rex, watch that tongue of yours in front of the young lady, or I'll pull it out and make you watch me burn it."

Robbie's head spun around so fast he was sure he heard it click. Judging from his quick glance around as his head spun, he guessed he was in his bedroom. Back at the apartment. The worry he would have had a making such a sound would have immediately taken over his mind had his eyes not met with a rather peculiar little trio, all sitting at his bedside on their own respective bean bag seats.

"Travyl?" Said teen nodded nonchalontly, as if he'd suddenly forgotten what he'd put him and his friends through.

"Rex?" The puppet simply raised a backhand in response before lowering it's hand once again, muttering, "Damn. Forgot I can't pull the finger."

But the worst of Robbie's shock was saved for the last of the three. Robbie could feel his heart stop at the sight of her.

Wearing a black cardigan over a dark colored sundress, messy blonde hair in a pony tail reaching the small of her back, and adorning a small, shy grin was none other than twelve-year-old Rosy Shapiro, blue eyes glowing a bit at the sight of her favorite person in the world. It hadn't been too long, but she didn't like being seperated from her brother.

"R-Rosy?" Robbie's voice was hoarse, eyes full of disbelief as he slowly slid off the bed, inching closer to the small girl. He would normally be chewing Travyl out for whatever he'd done this time, but the sight of his sister had captured his undivided attention. "Is that... really you?"

Rosy's smile only grew at the sound of his voice. He sounded so stunned, so happy, to see her.

"Yeah," she said. "It's me."

A pause. Robbie continued to stare at his sister, unable to wrap his head around the fact that he was actually looking at his sister, alive and well. Rosy kept that shy smile on her face, suddenly afraid of how he'd react. Travyl and Rex (who'd somehow learned to move without someone's hand up his ass, for once) had their eyes flickering between the two.

Out of nowhere, Robbie and Rosy launched themselves forward, hugging each other tightly, both softly sobbing, a few tears escaping Rosy's eyes as they stood there.

"Is it really you?" Robbie whispered, running his hand over her hair. "I'm dreaming, aren't I? I have to be, I saw you get h-"

"I know, Robbie, I know," Rosy looked up at him, eyes red with tears. "I'm so sorry for what happened! We just lost Mom and Dad and now you have to deal with losing me-"

"No, no, no, no, don't apologise, don't you dare apologise, Rosy, don't you dare," Robbie was now holding her face, staring at her intently, trying not to tear up. "It's not your fault that what happened happened, so don't apologise, okay? I should've known something would have happened to you."

Rosy now shook her head furiously. "Don't blame yourself, Robbie! Don't! It was an accident! I won't blame myself if you don't!"

"Okay, then, sweetheart, okay," Robbie pulling her closer. "Just stay with me, okay? Oh. It's so good to see you. Dream or not, I've missed you."

"I miss you too." Rosy sniffled.

Before the two siblings could say anything else, they were interrupted by the sound of sarcastic clapping. The two seperated to look at the other two in the room.

"Very cute, just... absolutely heartwarming, you two," Travyl started. He was the one clapping. "But for your own sake, please don't get too used to it. Believe me."

"You... Y-you bastard," Robbie pulled Rosy behind him, standing in front of her protectively as he glared at Travyl. "What... what have you done?"

"What makes you think he did anything?" Rex's newfound ability to speak without his help didn't startle Robbie. He didn't know why. Maybe because Travyl was there? "Not for the first time, Rob, you're wrong."

"Leave him alone!" Rosy shouted at Rex. Robbie fought back a smile. She'd never been too fond of him. "He's suffered enough without you! Why can't you just go away?! The both of you?!" she turned to Travyl.

Both continued to lounge on their respective bean bags.

Travyl let out an annoyed sigh. "Oh, now I remember why I was glad you disappeared, kid. I forgot how annoying you are."

Robbie grabbed Rosy's arms before she could react. "Don't talk to her like that!"

"Why not?" Travyl seemed to feign innocence. "She's not even real. I might've just made her up to calm you down."

"Th-that's not true!" Rosy yelled, hands balling into fists. She quickly turned to her older brother. "Robbie, it is me, I promise, it's me! Don't listen to him! I'll always be there!"

But Travyl's last words had hit Robbie hard. It was true. There was no way this was real. How could Rosy be here at all? She was dead, wasn't she? Oh, God. Things were happening too fast. He couldn't keep up. Blinking, Robbie tried to recover from his blank out. He focused on his sister.

She looked so real. Her hands were gripping his shoulders tight, blue eyes sharp as if trying to see into his soul. Her lips were moving hurriedly. It took him a moment to realise she was speaking.

"-still be right next to you, okay? I'll be right there! You know I will be! Right?" she finished, eyes pleading with him. "Please, Robbie, answer me!"

Robbie opened his mouth but before he could speak-

"Actually, it's best if he didn't."

Robbie had dealt with a lot of sudden surprises in the past, but he definitely wasn't prepared for what happened next.

BOOM

Robbie felt his ears pop. He closed his eyes, the feeling of a huge dust cloud kicking up around him coming up. He coughed and spluttered. Then he realised he couldn't feel Rosy around him.

"Rosy?!" he opened his eyes a crack, squinting. His glasses did little to help see. He couldn't explain where he was. Or how, in the time of five seconds, he's got there.

"Rosy?!" he shouted once more. She couldn't be gone. He began to regret his hesitation at accepting her. Real or not, he wanted to see his sister and if a dream was the only way to do so, then so be it. He needed to see her again.

"I'm afraid she'll be gone for a while."

The dust cloud around Robbie cleared unnaturally fast at the sound of Travyl's voice. Robbie could only let out a few heavy coughs in response, getting used to the air once again, his eyes narrowing as his gaze landed on his cousin.

They were standing in an empty space, nothing but the blankness of white surrounding them. Nothing but Robbie and Travyl.

"What do you... no," Robbie said quietly the moment he regained control of his breathing. "No, no, no, NO, NO!" he shouted, balling his hands into fists. "I am SICK of playing games with you, Travyl! I'M DONE! I JUST WANT TO SEE HER, REALITY OR NOT, WHY CAN'T YOU LET ME DO THAT!?"

"I'm sorry, but what the fuck did you just say?" Travyl said softly, tilting his head curiously.

Robbie growled. "You! You have done nothing but bring trouble to me, to our family! I'm the only one who ever believed you could change and yet you make ME suffer? What the fuck?! I thought I was a millstone, but you make me look like a saint with the shit you pull off!"

"Beleived? Beleived? Robbie, listen to yourself. When the FUCK did you ever believe in me? Huh?!" Travyl retaliated. "Do you know what it was like, going home after every fucked up day at school and having my mom compare me to you?! Me, compared to someone with the likes of a fuck like you?! Someone like you, a wallflower with a fucking puppet who is barely appreciated by his own best friends being seen as someone better than me?!" He stepped closer to Robbie, getting in his face. "I was nothing to our family. I. Lost. Nothing. When Mom died, the fuck I gave died with her. Your sister's gone, Rob. So are your parents." Travyl let out a small chuckle as he backed up a few steps. "Aw, man. I can't tell you how glad I was when Rosy told me you still aren't over what happened."

"What are y- You know what? Never mind, half the shit that comes out of your mouth never makes sense anyway."

"Oh, really?" Travyl was smirking now. Honestly, this guy was more bipolar than Cat sometimes. "Well, then I hope you get this."

Travyl leapt forward, hands clenching around Robbie's throat. Robbie choked, hands flying to Travyl's wrists, scrabbling uselessly at Travyl's arms. He could only gasp for air, eyes rising to meet Travyl's suddenly dark gaze.

"Time to make up your mind, Rob, because whether you like it or not, we're family. So, who's it gonna be?" Robbie felt his grip on his throat tighten. "Them... or me?"

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"R-Robbie... let... go..."

The weakness in Jade's voice was clear as day, challenged in supremacy by the desperation in her tone.

Robbie shook his head, blinking quickly, eyes adjusting to a horrifying sight before him.

His own hands wrapped tight with the grip of a vice around the throat of Jade West. She looked a little purple, her hands holding his forearms, trying to pry him off. But it was no use. He couldn't let go.

Before Robbie could panic, he heard the voice of his cousin.

"Well? Them or me?"

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That's it for now. I think I'll wrap this up soon.

Hope this created more headscratchers.

Happy E3, people! I'm watching trailers right now! Palutena! And PAC-MAN! In Smash Bros! I'm HALF SURPRISED! And Far Cry 4! Fuck yeah!

Sorry. The spirit of gaming has touched me.

Hope you enjoyed!