Season Of Magic: I don't know how long it's been but hello my fellow The Legend Ends peeps! I'm back again! AHHHHHHH! This chapter took forever to finish! 3,113 words (not counting this A/N and well... Here you go. Enjoy. See you next chapter. YOU'RE ALL AWESOME! There are probably some errors and what not, but I will go back eventually to fix them. I promise.
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It had now been two weeks since the incident with Lolidragon and the fulldive problem that had really not been much of a problem but Lolidragon being who she was.
Prince had now been gone from the game for the second time in two months, and this time, it had been the longest he had disappeared from the game with little to no communication from him besides what Feng Wu Qing and Lolidragon were willing to report.
Lolidragon, Yu Lian, Doll, Gui, Ugly Wolf and Feng Wu Qing were once again sitting in the conference room. Ugly Wolf was in charge of the current meeting that had been held once every three days, on how to try to keep everyone else at bay.
"Okay, really?" Feng Wu Qing said as he bit into a sandwich he had secured from the kitchen staff. "Just call me Prince número dos." He jokingly said once again from his seat. Sure he was declared as ambassador or something of the sort for Infinite City but he wasn't really part of the Odd Squad so he really didn't know what he was even doing here nor did he know why he even chose to stick around.
"Take that back! You'll never be his highness!" Gui stated quickly. He always seemed to react rather fast when the name of the elf was mentioned.
Lolidragon sighed. "Gui, sit down." She twirled a replica Excalibur sword she had procured from who knows where. "And you, Wu Qing," she said, pointing the sword at him, "are here so you can inform Prince about what goes on in these meetings so shush it."
"Roger that, bossy lady." Feng Wu Qing went back to his sandwich without another word. Lolidragon could be scary when she wants to be. And that's when Feng Wu Qing realized that the reason he laid off his duties for Dark Phantom for now, was because he feared the wrath of the thief. Wicked, who was the leader of the Dark Phantom guild, also knew what power the thief held and would surely understand when he returned. And why wouldn't he? They kept contact outside of the game too.
"Can we start now?" Ugly Wolf asked. They all nodded and he coughed as he glanced at everyone in the table. "Okay, so according to the list given to us by my lovely wife," he then nodded to the wizard, "thank you Yu Lian." He coughed again and glanced to the notes. "It seems we have a loooooot of people angry at us."
Doll raised her hand. "How many is a lot?" Asked the curious necromancer who held on unto Prince's pet Meatbun until he returned. The Meatbun was probably causing some havoc with FirePhoenix around the castle.
"About... 20,000?" Ugly Wolf quickly responded. "What! Wait... 20,000!?"
Yu Lian was quick to intervene. "I statically combined every continent together. By continent it's roughly 5,000 players."
"How on Earth are we to deal with 20,000 players out to get us?" Feng Wu Qing complained.
Ugly Wolf glanced at the notes again. "They're protesting because, and I quote, 'Prince and his leadership skills are the only reason I even play this game anymore.'" He quickly eyed it again, "And here's another, 'It's a festival to close the game. Without Prince, it isn't a festival. It's a nightmare.'" He placed the pad of paper down and sighed.
Feng Wu Qing just laughed. "I can't believe they're all about Prince."
"All 7,000 of them." Yu Lian said. "This is making us lose money!"
"Don't you mean, making us look bad?" Wu Qing said, and he wanted to sweatdrop or to disappear from the room.
"Same thing." Yu Lian retorted.
"It's not the same thing." Doll said. "Losing money isn't as bad as having the people you serve lose faith in you."
"Hate to admit it, but I agree with the necromancer." Feng Wu Qing said.
"Doll brings up a very good point." Ugly Wold stated. "Sometimes we have to look beyond monetary possession."
"The world revolves around money!" Yu Lian and Lolidragon both stated.
Doll, Ugly Wolf, Gui and Feng Wu Qing wanted to roll their eyes.
Feng Wu Qing started to wonder just how the group became so popular, if they're all so dis-coordinated and each has their own different opinions on every little manner. At that moment Gui spoke and brought him out of his daze.
"Anything else?" Gui said, trying to calm down the atmosphere. "Next topic please!"
Doll brought forth Meatbun, who had been in her pouch eating food all this time, and quietly said, "Doll thinks we can always talk about how Meatbun almost drowned a nearby city... Again." Then she pouted. "But maybe that's not a good idea."
Gui patted the necromancer. "Since I have a pet as well, I can sort of understand Meatbun's feelings. It's possible that Meatbun just misses his highness as much as me, is all. And unlike me, Meatbun hasn't learned to channel his feelings out. Ah... But there are times where he gets weird without FirePhoenix... "
"What do you mean that thing hasn't channeled it's feelings!? Meatbun has!" Feng Wu Qing couldn't help but to retort. "The non-stop crying is the way it channels itself." Then he snickered. "And you just wail and flail and go on and on about his highness this and his highness that! You two are one of a kind."
"You know what they say; Birds of a feather, flock together." Ugly Wolf said.
Gui plopped his head down unto the table. "It's not my fault I want to see his royal highness!"
"There you go again, dude. Cut it out."
"I can't help it."
"Just don't think of Prince!" Feng Wu Qing said, trying to help.
"Easier said than done." Lolidragon couldn't help but respond. "He breathes and lives for Prince."
"I do nooooooot!" Gui wailed, pleading for his defense.
"You're not fooling anyone!" They all said together.
They didn't get much done that day and by night time, everyone was getting restless and fed up.
"As all of you know," Gui said sobbing his eyes out, "Second Life is soon closing down and I can't believe that his highness just won't come back." His tears almost broke through even the will of Doll, who as the caretaker to Meatbun was now accustomed to such breakdowns from the pet.
"Gui-gege..." Doll said, attempting to find the words to comfort the bard but could not find any that wouldn't make him bawl any less. "Never mind."
"I say we lock these two up together." Lolidragon said as she raised up the before mentioned pet Meatbun, that was currently munching on some food again. The pet was as gluttonous as his owner.
"Firebirdy's papa sad?" The pet just asked innocently as it kept stuffing itself with food.
Lolidragon sighed. "Do something!" She urged the rest of the squad. "All his whining is driving me insane. Where is that stupid elf when you need him!?"
"I believe he's still refusing to log in." Feng Wu Qing stated amusedly.
"This isn't funny!" The thief said.
"It really is too." The warrior chirped back.
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After the meeting, Feng Wu Qing logged out from Second Life, returning to the real world and his real self, Feng Yang Ming. Removing the portable headset from his head, he got up from his bed and stretched, attempting to return feelings to his still quite numb body. It took him five or so minutes to do so and by then, he was wondering about how he would talk to his sister and try to get her to return to the game. All this extra work was driving him insane.
So that night, in the Feng household, one Feng Yang Ming had ignored his sister's wishes of having privacy and decided to burst into Feng Lan's room without knocking at all.
The time was a little past midnight and he knew they had to go to sleep soon since they both had classes tomorrow. There were perks when he chosed to go into the same field Feng Lan had delved into when they got into XX University. Yet a morning class did not seem like a perk at the moment.
Stupid perks!
Okay so he knew he broke some rules, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that Feng Lan was a hard person when it came to the topic of falling asleep and would stay up to whatever time she thought reasonable. More than often she would use her gaming helmet that was designed to wear while you were asleep anyways.
He breathed in, put on what to him seemed like a scowl, a annoyed face but in reality, he was tired as hell. He wanted to get this over with and go to sleep. With that resolve, he kicked and surprisingly, the door opened without much effort.
Who said that only one of the siblings possessed weird abilities and powers?
He too, could be agitated and kick down stuff if he wanted. At that same time, he realized that the door deserved some kind of apology because it didn't do anything wrong yet here he was, kicking it and stuff.
I'm sorry door, I hope you don't break so that Lan doesn't get too angry at me...
Feng Lan was in her desk, scribbling down notes and glancing between a textbook and her notebook. She was doing homework, and Yang Ming then realized that; he had forgotten they even had homework.
Putting the thought aside for later, he walked up to his sister and tapped her in the shoulder.
"Having fun?" He smirked. When Feng Lan jumped and almost hit him, he feared for his life a little. But this was going to be a battle of will and he was prepared for it. He thought so, at least.
"What do you want?" Feng Lan said once she was over her shock. "If you're looking to borrow my notes again, I recommend you walk right out the door mister."
"Let's get this over with, I really want to sleep." Yang Ming sighed.
Feng Lan placed down her pen and stared confusedly at her brother. Was he hungry or something? She had cooked a decent dinner for them both not too long ago too.
Whether it was that Her face seemed to have that expression or it was true that twins really had some kind of telepathy connection, because Yang Ming just glanced back and said, "I'm not hungry sis."
"What is it then?" She asked. This was getting interesting for her because Yang Ming was always up to something.
"Look you're my sis and I love you..." He started.
Feng Lan almost rolled over from her chair with that sentence. "I don't need to hear I'm loved, especially by my little bro." She snickered quietly.
"I'm not done yet. Geez!" He coughed and he continued. "As I was saying... You're my sis and I'm supposed to support you in your decisions and stuff but... Well..."
"Eh? But what?" Feng Lan tilted her head. "... Where are you going with this? Did I mess up on dinner tonight or something?"
"No. In fact it was pretty good." His hands went to the back of his neck, blushing a bit because he knew that his cooking skills sucked, and his sister was the one who had to put up with doing all the cooking for both of them every day. He really appreciated that he was always getting delicious meals every day.
"Then what did you possibly come and kick my door open for?" Feng Lan couldn't help but wonder out loud.
"Because," he took a breath and said, "Second Life needs Prince, and I'm tired of playing the role of messenger to a lazy sister who apparently doesn't take her duties seriously."
Feng Lan blinked once. Blinked twice. Blinked three times and finally asked, "Did those idiots make you sit through a meeting again? You have the attention span of a fish, probably worse than mine. This can't be happe-"
Yang Ming interrupted her. "But sis, I'm not the one who-"
Feng Lan interrupted him, raising a accusing finger at him. "If you say the T word, you are dead. And no food for you tomorrow."
"I was just going to say that I'm not the one who is directionally challenged." He said raising his hands up. "What's the T word anyways?"
"See? The attention span of a fish." Feng Lan said as if proving her point.
"Hey!" Yang Ming said, crossing his arms. "I don't have the attention span of a fish. I just get distracted a lot by thoughts of food."
Feng Lan wanted to roll her eyes. "That's all you mostly think about anyways."
Yang Ming countered back a, "What? No I don't! I have a lot of other thoughts besides food."
Feng Lan snickered. "Homework is clearly not one of them. Why did you copy my schedule anyways?"
Yang Ming waved his hand frantically. "Stop trying to change the topic sis."
At that point, he was grabbing Feng Lan's tablet from the table. "I'll borrow this, thanks." He said, as he pressed some buttons, waiting for it to turn on. He blinked a couple of times in confusion when he saw it had a pass code lock. "Okay, what gives? You normally don't have the pass code setting on when you're at home."
Feng Lan crossed her arms. "Shui Han did it two weeks ago." She grumbled. "I haven't used it so I didn't take the time to change it." She then shrugged and mouthed the pass code to Yang Ming. He just smirked.
"I can't believe that's the word she changed it to." He said after a minute or so of dealing with the tablet. He went to Second Life's webpage and realized his sister was already logged into her account. "You do know, that by typing your username, people can access your login time and stuff, right?" he asked her.
Feng Lan shrugged. "You're taking most of my precious studying time to ask the most weird questions." She said. "Of course I know all that stuff is accessible."
"For someone who doesn't want to be in the game, you sure stalk the web page and forums a lot." Yang Ming said as he checked her browser history.
"Why would you care?" Feng Lan said as she reached for the tablet. "I do what I want to in my free time."
"I just can't believe you're ditching the game and have become a full-on stalker instead." Yang Ming said as if it was the most hilarious thing ever.
"Seriously?" Feng Lan couldn't help but ask. "Mind your own business for once and go to bed. You interrupted my time for homework before I went to sleep for the most stupid reasons."
"Look, I really don't care what you choose to do with your free time, honestly." He said, with a glance at his sister. "I am actually impressed that you even have time to do your homework after all this stalking... Hey you wouldn't mind if I copy the book notes, right?" He added.
Feng Lan simply glared at him and pointed at the door. "Out. Now."
Yang Ming raised his arms in defeat. "Okay, okay, I'm going. Sorry to bother you sheesh. Talk about being grumpy." He said as he walked out. He then poked his head from the door. "Hey Lan, think about what I said about going back to the game, alright?"
This time, Feng Lan threw him one of her pillows. "At least close the door before you leave! You... You... You fish brained mammal!"
Yang Ming gulped as he grabbed the door handle and listened to the request. This was the hand who fed him after all.
... Wait. Did she just called him a fish brained mammal?
"Nice try sis!" Yang Ming's laughter could be heard as he walked away. "Fish are sea creatures."
Yang Ming swore he heard Feng Lan face palming herself but he ignored it and kept walking to his room. At least Lolidragon wouldn't injure him when he got back to Second Life. He had relayed the message after all.
"How am I a fish brain?" He murmured to himself.
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After Yang Ming left her room, Feng Lan sighed and pressed her hands to her face, making some kind of expression that looked as if she was debating to laugh or roll her eyes
She couldn't believe everyone had teamed up against her and used her brother as a secret weapon. He was the only person they knew she could not get rid of so easily since they lived under the same roof.
Stupid sibling bond! I just can't help but pity my brother.
She got up from the chair, closed her books and placed them in her bag for tomorrow then went to her bed. She grabbed her tablet and typed in the ridiculous password Lolidragon had given the poor thing and waited for it to load again. When it did, she went online and checked the forums as per usual.
This isn't stalking. I'm just monitoring and calculating my moves.
Feng Lan sighed once again and dropped the tablet on the bed, then she opened one of her drawers and pulled out her Second Life gaming helmet twirling it back and forth in her hands. The decision was thrown to her side of the court, as per usual. Once again she didn't know what to choose and sometimes she wondered that once this was all over, she would finally feel free.
She had finally begun to understand that no matter what, she was who she was but she still had some doubts. She blamed no one but Lolidragon and her stupid prank for that.
She placed down her helmet and balled her fists.
Just you watch, Lolidragon! I'm going to come back and I will make you and everyone else on the team go back to the rebirth point soooooo much! I will enjoy every second of it too. Doll gets spared though, and probably Meatbun. Everyone else shall receive no mercy!
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*breathes* race against time for this chapter... I WIN I WIN I WIN! Muahahahahahahah *inside joke*