Chapter 90: Special Omake Chapter!!!!

Greetings, all of you!!! First, I would like to say I apologize for the lateness of the real chapter 90. The PC I usually use went through some problem and got screwed. So, I made this omake about the latest play chapter!!! Hopefully, this will entertain you enough to wait the next chapter.

AOC: Hello, meet u again in this special omake about the play chapter. I will have some interviews with the entire casts. First, we will have our gay couple…I mean, butt-buddies, Beel & Gahn.

Beel: Butt buddies? That sounds kinky.

Gahn: Maybe AOC wants some?

AOC: No…I'm straight, and unlike you guys, I'm not insane. So, let's cut the chit-chat. How do you think the next chapters will be played?

Beel: Well, I think the battles will peak in Endless Tower. And you have also informed Seyren will be replaced with Gahn at Valkyrie Armor Arc.

Gahn: OK, do you mind if I ask one question to you?

AOC: Go ahead.

Gahn: Why do you keep your mouth shut about The Armageddon Arc? I mean, you spoiled a bit of the storyline for the other arcs, no?

AOC: Well, that's the last arc of the story! You all have to wait and see!!!

Beel: Fair enough. But will I be there?

AOC: Classified.

Gahn: How about me?

AOC: Classified.

Gahn: That's not cool! You can't say classified for all the question!

AOC: That's not your problem. Let's move on to the next question. How long have you been having a relationship?

Beel: Roughly two months.

Gahn: Yeah, it all started in one cold night in Thanatos Tower. I went to Beel's room and he was crying in the corner of the room.

AOC: Crying?

Beel: Yeah, I was remembering my late wife. And…those tears, they just came out.

Gahn: So, I tried to comfort him. I wrapped my arms around him before whispering to his ear, "I'm here, Beel. I'm here for you"

AOC: Alright…that sounds gay…

Beel: Then, I buried my face on his chest…and it just happened…

AOC: What? What happened?

Gahn: You know…'that'

AOC: What's that?

Gahn: Come on!! You know what I mean!!

AOC: Oh…'that'!

Gahn: Yeah, that!

AOC: You mean cuddling, right?

Gahn: What?! No!! I mean playing chess!!

AOC: What?! Chess?!

Gahn: Yes!!! We played chess after that!!

AOC: You didn't cuddle with Beel?!

Gahn: Of course not!! What are you?! Gay?!

AOC: Hey, you two are the one who supposed to be gay here!! Not me!!

Beel: We're not gay!!! Who said we're gay?!

AOC: You're not gay?!

Beel: Yes!!

AOC: So, what's with the romantic atmosphere and all?!

Gahn: Dunno, but we're not gay! That's for sure!

AOC: So…what are you, guys?

Gahn: We're butt-buddies.

AOC: You're what?

Gahn: Butt-buddies!

AOC: Errr….butt-buddies are gay, you know that?

Beel: No!! Butt-buddies aren't gay!! Butt-buddies are buddies who use their butts to comfort you!

AOC: That's worse than gay!! You're very f*cking gay!!

Beel: No, we're not!!!

AOC: Hey, you used your butts to comfort each other!!! Tell me how isn't that gay?!

Gahn: What's so gay about butts?!

Beel: Yeah!! Everyone has butt!!!

AOC: Right, but not everyone use their butts to comfort each other!! Only gays used their butts to comfort each other!

Gahn: Like who?!

AOC: Like Kishimoto and Sasuke!!! Like Orochimaru and Kabuto!!

Gahn :Orochimaru and Kabuto used their butts to comfort each other?!

AOC: And other parts too!

Beel: Other parts too?!!

AOC: Yes!

Gahn: Beel!

Beel: Yes, hon?

Gahn: We should do that too!!

Beel: Using other parts to comfort each other?

Gahn: Yes!

Beel: Nice idea! Then we would be parts-buddies!!

AOC: Damn, that's gayer than ever!!

Gahn: We're not gay, we're parts buddies!

AOC: OK, that does it!! You two, get the f*ck out of here!! Now!!

Beel: (Walking out) come on, Gahn! AOC is gay and won't understand our love as butt-buddies!

Gahn: Shame on you, gay!

AOC: I'm gay? Yeah, right. Next up is…Marcus and Gregory.

Marcus: (Preparing for his role) Greg, are these pants too tight? They make my ass look big, don't they?

Gregory: Marcus, your arse is as big as ever. No pants could make a difference on it.

Marcus: Okay, and how about this hairstyle? Does it make me look gay?

Gregory: No…

Marcus: Ok, I'm ready now! Hey, everybody! I'm on TV!!!

Gregory: Marcus, we're not airing on TV. This is an interview for a filler chapter.

Marcus: We're not on TV?! D'oh!!

AOC: Hey, hey!! Stop that copyright issue!! You're going to get me sued!!

Marcus: Oh, sorry.

AOC: OK, let's get down to the business. How do you think of your role as King Marc?

Marcus: I have role as a king? When?

AOC: …during the last play…

Marcus: You mean, I wasn't the narrator?

Gregory: You weren't, Marcus. You were the king.

Marcus: …then, who was the narrator?

Gregory: The narrator was a guy who wore a tight pants which make his butt look as big as a sin.

Marcus: …me?

Gregory: Not you!!

Marcus: Then, who?!

AOC: Hey, that's not the point, OK? Just tell me what you think about your role as the king!

Marcus: Think? I don't think, I improvise.

Gregory: My God…you have never think?! That explains why you're an idiot! You're bad at improvising too!

Marcus: Y'all know me. Know how I earn a livin'. I'll catch this bird for you, but it ain't gonna be easy. Bad fish. Not like going down the pond chasin' bluegills and tommycods. This shark, swallow you whole. Little shakin', little tenderizin', an' down you go. And we gotta do it quick, that'll bring back your tourists, put all your businesses on a payin' basis. But it's not gonna be pleasant. I value my neck a lot more than three thousand bucks, chief. I'll find him for three, but I'll catch him, and kill him, for ten. But you've gotta make up your minds. If you want to stay alive, then ante up. If you want to play it cheap, be on welfare the whole winter. I don't want no volunteers, I don't want no mates, there's just too many captains on this island. Ten thousand dollars for me by myself. For that you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing.

Gregory: …Marcus?

AOC: …beg your pardon?

Marcus: Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water, Chief? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.

AOC: Hey, this isn't J*ws!!! You wanna get me sued?! Tell me about your role!!

Marcus: I think…the pants I wore as King Marc made my butt look as big as Satan Morroc.

AOC: Wha…what is it between everyone and butts today?! OK, Gregory!! What do you think about your role as counselor McGregor?

Gregory: Not much difference with my everyday job…looking over an idiot.

Marcus: What? You have to look over an idiot? Poor thing!

Gregory: Marcus, I really don't want to hear that from you.

Marcus: Why?

Gregory: You know why!

Marcus: I don't know why…

AOC: Think about it, Marcus!! Don't you realize the idiot isn't far from Gregory?!

Marcus: (Pauses)…I get it!! Is the idiot here?

Gregory: Yes

Marcus: Near you?

Gregory: Yes

Marcus: AOC, he just called you an idiot.

AOC: He didn't.

Marcus: He did!

AOC: No, he just called you an idiot!

Marcus: He didn't.

AOC: Yes, he did!

Marcus: He didn't! What are you?! An idiot?!

AOC: I'm not an idiot!! You are!!

Gregory: Yes, you are Marcus!!! You screwed your lines big time!!!

Marcus: What is the prove?!

Gregory: Here! This is after Ty and Masuo stomped you:

King Marc, however, is in no condition to act properly (no pun intended) after being stomped by the two.

"Marcus, Marcus!! Are you ok?" McGregor, yet again breaking his kayfabe, runs to his partner, "Say something, Marcus!!! You're too stupid to die!!! Please, say something!!"

"Ukh…I…I…" King Marc slowly starting to speak, he is too weak to say anything because of the damage inflicted on him. Irise hurries herself to help him stand, impatient of what his decision might be.

"Listen to me, Marcus! The play cannot stop now!! You cannot die now! You can die after the play is over, but not now!!!" McGregor 'encourages' King Marc, "Repeat after me!! This is the line you should have said!!"

"OK…" King Marc weakly responds, "Go…on..."

"I agree with your idea, lady. They kidnapped out lord knight, so that means they want to wage war against us. I hereby declare we are in the stage of war against Einbroch until they surrender and give us our lord knight back!" The counselor executed a very well done job, "Now, repeat after me!"

"I…I…" King Marc almost loses all his breath just by saying two letters, "I…want….to go to the toilet…please…"

The audience cannot hold their laugh anymore. The crowd goes bananas with their hoots, thinking this is some kind of an improvisation joke by Marcus. But McGregor and Irise, knowing this is definitely not a joke, put their hands on their face to cover their embarrassment.

"That's not it!!!" Irise, finally losing her patience, screams at the lanky king, "What kind of stupid king are you?! You better repeat what McGregor just said or I'll beat the crap out of you, right now!!"

"I…I…hereby" Afraid of what might happen to him, Marc tries again, "Declare…you…men and wife…you may kiss the bride…"

The crowd laughs again, adding more embarrassment for Irise and McGregor. Thing is going so wrong with Marcus in charge. And needles to be stated, both Irise and McGregor have had enough of this crap.

"You know what, Irise? I think we should go backstage and find another king rather than this idiot" McGregor leaves the stupid king to succumb on his own peril and goes for a talk with Irise.

"I agree, counselor. But, who are we going to choose?" Considering the lack of the cast, it's actually quite reasonable question from Irise, "Besides, do we really have anyone to replace Cedric The Entertainer…I mean, King Marc to begin with?"

Gregory: See? You're an idiot!!

Marcus: Wuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! Gregory and AOC bullied me!!! (And then he runs away) wuaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

AOC: (Facepalms…) my god…

Gregory: Sorry, gotta follow him.

AOC: I know…man, today's session has been weird. I'm starting to wonder who the real idiot is. Next, we will have the two rape victims…S&V. The name will be disguised to keep control of the situation. OK, girls. You're in.

S: …

V: …

AOC: So…how was it?

S: How was what?

AOC: You know…the rap*

V: Why would you want to know?

AOC: Because this is your interview, what else?

S: I don't know, my ass still hurts.

V: Mine too, it hurts like hell.

AOC: Good lord!! Not the butts again!!

S: What's wrong? You cannot face the fact your ass is hurting too?

AOC: It's not!! My ears are hurting!!

V: Soon enough…you won't hear anything…you won't feel anything…you will…

S: He will?

V: Fall asleep.

S: That's it? You only put a sleeping powder on his tea? I thought we agreed to kill him by putting a poison powder?

V: If I kill him, this story won't continue.

S: Hey, that's right.

V: We're done here. Let's go.

S: Yeah.

AOC: …huh? What happened? My head hurts…well, I'll carry on. Next is the delusional couple, Iris and Frea.

Iris: AOC, how dare you made El x Fio couple really happen!! Fio is mine!!!

Frea: Yeah!! El should be with me!!

AOC: Ladies, if I don't grant what the readers want they'll stop reading. Nearly the entire reviewers told me so!!

Frea: But, that's not fair!!! Fio and El are five years apart! You will make El look like a pedophile!

Iris: Yeah!

AOC: Frea…you and El are billion years apart. You're older than dinosaurs, so what does that make you?

Frea: Hey!! Love known no boundaries!!

Iris: Yeah!

AOC: Same with our best couple. They are only five years apart, and it's not like it's a crime loving a younger girl. And that also tells us Fio likes older man.

Frea: But…but I cannot live with it!! You have to make it up!

Iris: Yeah!

AOC: Make it up? How?

Frea: You have to kill either one of them!!!

Iris: Yea…hey, wait a minute!

AOC: …kill one of them?

Frea: Yes! You can make them a couple, but you have to kill one of them!! Tragic romance will always be remembered by the fans! Isn't that why you have hinted El's absence during the Millennium Arc?!

AOC: Now, now! Don't spoil the story!!

Frea: Everyone!!! In the Valkyrie Armor Arc, El is going to…

AOC: (Grab her mouth) shut up!!! Don't spoil the story!!!

Iris: And in the Valkyrie Armor Arf, Fio will…

AOC: (Got her too) shut up!!! Both of you, get out of here!!! You're spoiling enough!!

Iris: Loser!

Frea: Lame!

AOC: Tsk!! Next is the triangle love couple, Felicia x Ty x Masuo!

Masuo: (Trying his best to kiss Ty) Come to me, love!!

Ty: (Getting dozens of kisses) No, no!!! We're here for the interview!! Wait, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

AOC: …Felicia, what about you? Ty's been tapping you, no?

Fel: Yeah, and I hate him for it. I showed him my good sides but he's a no good.

AOC: Well, do you know Kogane-kun is your biggest fan? The possible couple, I mean.

Fel: Really? What makes him so?

AOC: Maybe…because Ty's his idol and his idea. Either way, if Ty can change would you give him a second chance?

Fel: …possibly, but don't count on it.

AOC: You're still mad at him, huh?

Fel: Not really…I just don't like the way he's in love with Masuo!

Ty: I'm not in love with Masuo!! It's him who's in love with me!! Waaaaaaaah!!!!

AOC: Well, I shall ask Kogane-kun how to get rid of Masuo. You wait and see, okay buddy? This whole thesis thing has been getting my best. The last but definitely not the least…the servant & the master, Fio and El.

El: Hiya!!!

Fio: …

AOC: Hey, you two look like a couple!

El: We do?

AOC: Yeah, so let's cut the shit and get down to the bizz! El what do you think of Fio?

El: She's cool is all.

AOC: That's fine. Fio, what do you think El?

Fio: I think he needs to work his brain off.

El: What?! Why?!

Fio: Well, I've been giving you signs that I got the hots for you but you never realized it!!!

AOC: Calm down, maybe El doesn't fancy younger girls?

El: No, no! I don't mind younger girls, but…frankly, Alexandria's too scary.

Fio: Excuse me?

El: Well, she has always been acting so high and mighty! And in the play she turned me into a dog!!!

Fio: It was because you deserved it, prick! And above all other, you kissed me!!

El: Hey, you said you didn't mind it!

Fio: I didn't say that!! I only implied that!

El: See? She's acting scary again!

AOC: Eh…guys? Right now, you two look like a really good couple. Can you both lower your voice down?

Fio: I won't lower my voice until he takes responsibility for what he did to me!!!

El: Hey, I'm sorry your first kiss was with me, okay?! But is it such a big deal?

Fio: It is!! Because…because…

El: Because?

Fio: Because I'm pregnant!!! I'm carrying your baby!!!

El: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!! You're pregnant?!!!

AOC: Hot damn!!! Fio is pregnant?!!

Fio: Yes, I am!!! Now, how am I supposed to fight without endangering the baby I'm bearing?!

El: W…how…how long?!

Fio: The baby is two weeks old…

AOC: El, you bastard!!! You ate her?! You did Frea and now you ate her?! She's an underage for the love of god!!!

El: Wait, wait!! There's gotta be a mistake!! I didn't engage in an intercourse with her!! This is a mistake!!

Fio: No…we did it…it was a cold night when you came into my room and…it just happened…

El: (Gasps) …I'm…I'm going to be a father? At the age of 21?

Fio: You tell me…I'm going to be a mother and I'm only 16…

AOC: Well, you reap what you sown. With the new seed of life inside her, what are you going to do now, El?

El: I…I…

AOC: I think you need to take responsibility for what you did. To sum it up…marry her.

El: …well, it's not like my job doesn't pay me well…but what about you, Alexandria?

Fio: Yea…it's not like I don't like you…

AOC: OK, why don't you both cool down and tell everyone about this good news?

El: Yeah…that sounds good…let's go, Alexandria.

Fio: (Nods, and then follows El)

AOC: Err…readers, don't take it seriously, okay? I'm not going to go with any pregnancy storyline at the moment. But who knows what might happen in the future. Anyway, when I'm done with a part of my thesis, I shall update. The chapter 91 is half-done anyway. Thank you for reading, c u next chappy!!!