There he is. Mr. big shot mountain climber. This cocky bastard rubbed the wrong person the wrong way. He's actually adorable, sleeping so peacefully. Hehe, just know, Popo…..this isn't personal. I quite frankly don't give a shade of shit about you, business is business. I lower my head down to Popo's sleeping face. "I'm sure you know how that feels." I reach into my back pocket and grab my pistol. I raise my head back up and place the barrel of the gun to Popo's forehead. "You'll give me quite the profit, really appreciated," I say. Popo opens his eyes but isn't able to get a word out before I pull the trigger and, after a single bodily reaction, Popo freezes. I pull the gun back and smirk. Some blood is streaming from the hole in Popo's head. Man, I don't even want to know what you did to rub her the wrong way.

I turn away as I place the pistol back into my back pocket. I look up and breathe out a very satisfied breath. I start chuckling. Poor poor Popo. My humblest apologies. I look back at Popo's still and bloody body. Well…..I should probably be safe. I bring the gun back out and fire a few more bullets into Popo's body. I put the gun back and chuckle some more as I see Popo's body with all those new holes. I turn back around and start walking toward the exit of the house. I exit the house, but I don't stop walking. I bring out a flip phone and dial my client. "Hello?" I ask after I hear that my client picks up.

"Hi….is…...is it done?" the young girl's voice says.

"Don't worry, he's gone." The girl-Popo's very own sister, Nana-starts laughing.

"Thank you…..t-thank you so much."

"Now now, ma'am, remember what I told you."

"Yes, yes, I won't do it, I promise."

"Good, now contact me if you have someone else, but for now…." I remove the phone from my ear and crush it in my hands. I place the broken phone in my pocket as I continue toward my work's building.

It doesn't take too long until I make it to a place called Wii Studio. I walk in and see the large yoga room with the wall made only out of glass to reflect anything that happens on the main floor. I walk over to the mirror and look directly at my reflection. I stand there for a bit before smirking. "Come on, how long are you gonna make me wait, Falcon?" With this, a hidden door shows itself and retracts into the ground. I step in and turn to my left, where good old Captain Falcon stood next to a lever. He pushes it back up and the door behind me closes. "How are you doing, good friend?"

"Boss is mad at you," he says with concern leaking his voice. He walks over to my side. "She's real scary right now."

"Oh please, when is she not scary? And plus…." I walk down the rather dark corridor, "She's always mad at me." The corridor continues until it makes it to a large metal door. I never understood why this door was ever here. It's not like it's even possible to break through that glass out there. But, I guess I can't really argue, it just ensures our safety. There's a small pedestal with the outline of a hand on the top of it next to the door. I place my hand on it and the pedestal scans my hand. The door then opens and I finally see the large busy room. The room itself looks like a police station, with each person having their own desks and constantly getting help from other "officers". The boss's room is also inspired by a police station. It's at the back end of the building, in comparison to the big ass door, and the wall to her room is mostly made of glass. She must've seen me enter because she opens the door and glares at me. She crosses her arm and pats the ground rapidly with her foot. Despite my rather fearless self, this blank white lady is scary. And I do mean blank white. She's not white as in caucasian, I mean white as in WHITE! This bitch is somehow whiter than Casper covered in cum.

I start walking toward her, scared to let my gaze leave her tense body. I stop right in front of her and nervously chuckle. Yup, she's still taller than me by a mile and still able to crush my body with a single pinkie. Although she strangely doesn't look that strong, she's just so DAMN FIT, GODDAMN. Ahem, anyway. "Uhh, hi boss." She growls before grabbing my collar. Uh oh. She drags me into her office and slams the door shut, somehow not breaking the glass. She tosses me to the ground as she walks to sit in her desk. I stand back up. She's still glaring at me. "B-Boss?"

"What's this about targeting a cop?" she asks. She almost sounds like a damn wolf with her growling.

"Oh, uhm….a job is a job. I got extra cash from it." She slams her hand into the table. This one move shakes up the entire place. I hear any and all conversation from outside the office stop instantly. She shoots up and a scowl gets placed on her face.

"This is not about the money you get, you're not EVER supposed to target a cop. If you do, they could be on to us faster than Paris Hilton on a damn dildo. So please, who was this….and what did you do to him?"

"Well…..his name was Falco Lombardi and I was told to pluck each of his feathers out, before electrocuting him, then finally snapping his neck….all while he was alive." Boss crosses her arms, seemingly a little less pissed than before.

"And where did this happen?"

"He was dealing with an issue with some type of aerial criminal so I was able to shoot him down, grab him from where he crashed, brought him to the storage room run by the Starwolf Gang, and did it all there." She grew angrier. Crap, I shouldn't have mentioned Starwolf.

"And why did you trample over enemy territory? We were just making a truce too—" Boss stops when a knock at the door catches her attention. "Yes?"

"Uhh, Boss, there's something you should see," a familiar voice says. Oh, thank God it's him. It's my beloved Ness. He always knows how to rescue me from Boss at just the right moments.

"Come in, and make it snappy." The door opens and Ness walks with a newspaper in his hands. He looks at me with a smug smile before tossing Boss the paper. I look back at Boss as she starts reading the headline that Ness clearly tried to make the main one. "Dangerous gang, 'Starwolf' taken down for the death of an aerial cop, 'Falco Lombardi' evidence suggests."

"I'm assuming you had something to play in this?" Ness asks me. I turn toward him and wink.

"Perhaps," I say.

"Lucas?" Boss questions. I turn toward her. She picks the paper up and grins a devilishly happy grin. "You added evidence that incriminated Starwolf?"

"How long have I been doing this, Boss? I know how to do my job." Boss softly plants the paper on her desk and looks at me.

"Next time, tell me before you go targeting a cop. Got it?" I salute.

"Yes ma'am." Oof, thank you, Ness. I would've gotten my ass chewed out if you didn't show her that. I mean, she would've seen it eventually, but I still didn't want my ass chewed out by her. Only one person can do that. I turn to Ness. "Shall we." Ness quickly jabs my gut before smiling and walking out of the room. I rub my gut, trying not to show how much pain I'm in. Ok, I deserved that. I kinda left him in the middle of…..some action to do the job with Popo. I left him with some serious blue balls. I hear Boss chuckle, which is scary so I'm able to push through the pain and rush out of the room.

I make it to my desk and sit in my chair. My desk is facing Ness's and there isn't any actual space between the two desks. Ness is looking through folders quietly. He's never this scary. Is he really that mad? "Ness—"

"Shut up," Ness says.

"I'm sorry about earlier, ok?" Ness closes a folder he was looking in and glares at me.

"You're sorry?" I nod my head sporadically. Ness crosses his arms and sits back in his seat. He's making an effort to show me how "hard" he's thinking. It's clearly some type of ruse. He's always been a planner, so I'm sure he saw this exact moment coming and knew exactly how he wanted to play it out. I'm used to just playing into his ploys, but this time…..it's kinda my fault. Ness then smirks and evil smirk. Damn it. Whatever he's got planned…..it's definitely gonna be some type of revenge. "I don't know, Luke."

"Please, I'll do anything." Ness's smirk grew more evil. Damn it, I played right into his trap. I knew this was a trap and yet, I still played into it. Am I just that stupid! What's he gonna do to me? What am I gonna have to do? What the hell is gonna happen? Ness stands up, making me even more nervous. "Hehe….N-Ness, wh-what're you doing?"

"Hmmm….I've gotta go to the store." Ness starts cleaning his deskspace. He then grabs the folder he was looking through and tosses it to me. I'm used to this. He always leaves work early and gives me his work. It's never anything I get mad about. The Boss knows this so she ends up just paying me for that part of the work. And it's never more than just one so It's really not that big a deal. But this time…..I'm nervous as to what he has planned.

"Why? Are you gonna buy something?" I ask, hoping to God whatever he's gonna do won't involve the "revenge" he clearly wants on me. I try to divert my eyes from Ness's evil smirk by looking at whatever's in the folder I was given. Huh, it was an interesting target indeed. Someone named Waluigi…..dude looks stupid as hell. It says he lives in the rundown part of Ultimatum but more specifically on a street called "Assist". The person who gives the name of their target never tells their name, but we have members whose sole purpose is discerning who makes what call, so I'll just have to talk to him.

"I need to buy handcuffs." I shoot my head up to Ness.

"HANDCUFFS?!" Ness chuckles. He grabs my chin and looks into my eyes. Ness's violet eyes are always beautiful, but there are a few moments when they become scary. This…..is one of those moments. The eyes that seem to mean "You fucked up, pal…..and I'm gonna have fun" I'm so damn screwed…..probably literally too.

"It'll make sure you won't leave me tonight. Oh….and don't worry your cute little behind…..we'll do it twice to make up for you leaving me high and dry this morning." TWICE?! Who does he think I am? I may have had that type of stamina in the past, but not anymore. Especially not after work. You never cease to scare yet amaze me, Ness.

"N-no way I'd be able to d-do it t-twice tonight." Ness winks.

"Did I give you a choice?" Damn…..when he gets like this, nothing I say goes. At the same time, though, he knows I like it when he gets all controlling. "Wellll?"

"N-no, you didn't."

"Good, you know your place." He then kisses my forehead before letting me go and backing away. "Love ya, you little bastard." I slouch in my chair before looking at the contents of the folder. "Come on, what are you supposed to say?" God, his voice when he gets like this. It's so smug, mixed with his naturally deep voice….God, I love it. His voice alone, especially when he gets controlling, always gives me a happy tingling feeling.

"...Je t'aime maitre."

"Hehe, keeping up the french huh?" I have to, ain't no way in hell can I say that stuff at work. Everyone here sees me as this strong, dominant person. I have to be, with all the blood on my hands, but in truth, I'm not. My little nickname for him, maitre….it's french for master. The second all these other asshats know I call Ness, master, is the moment they'll start seeing me in a way different light. I dig my head into the folder, knowing that I am definitely blushing. I just hear Ness's chuckles before I feel him patting my back. "See you at home, babe."

"Uh-huh, now go so I can work." Ness chuckles some more as he walks away. I hear Ness's chuckles fade and once I hear the door opening and closing, I take my head out of the folder. "Yeesh, finally." I close the folder and walk over to another person's desk. The person at the desk is a very technologically smart robot named ROB. Apparently his name stands for Robotic Operating Buddy but like, I don't exactly care enough to think about it. "ROB?" ROB's desk is weird. It's shorter than all the others and the "chair" is more like a simple spike that goes up ROB's…..base? I hope it's his base and he's not secretly using that spike to please himself. Wait….does ROB even have a…...ARGH STOP IT, YOU'RE DISTRACTING YOURSELF! ROB turns his head toward me.

"Yes?" he robotically asks.

"Uhm, the job to take someone named Waluigi out? Who called it in?" ROB's eyes turn red as he scans through the database, I assume at least, of this place.

"Someone by the name of Luigi called to kill Waluigi due to some petty rivalry with their gangs."

"Ugh, more gang rivalry? I thought Starwolf's rivalry with Triforce was enough."

"Apparently, Waluigi is the leader of a gang named Trophy Hunters, a group of people who live on the street of "Assist" and intend on moving up the ranks, per se. Luigi's gang doesn't like this, so Luigi's gang-Mushroom Riders-wants to deal with Trophy Hunters."

"Ok, enough exposition, is that all I need to know?"

"Waluigi is very well protected. You'll need to have someone distract the other members of Trophy Hunters."

"So, a team?"

"Correct, I can contact the best members if—" ROB stops talking as soon as he realizes something odd about their base. "...Someone's coming." I look over at the door. If ROB said someone's coming, then it's someone not associated with the group.

"Alright everyone, Code Blue!" We've never had to use Code Blue outside of trial runs. We created this in case the cops start getting onto us. Although I doubt this person is a cop, we can't change the name just for one person. An intruder is an intruder, no matter their affiliation.

The door opens. The entire room was redone to look like a simple cubicle office space. I'm actually surprised we were able to set this up this quickly. We even had ample time to start acting natural. Boss leaves her office and looks at me. Great, why do I have to deal with this? Why did Falcon even let this person in? Whatever, I've just gotta act natural. I stand up from the newly made cubicle formed around my desk and walk toward the new person. This person is odd. He's decked out in black and green, which I never thought to look good together but apparently it is true that anything matches with black. He has bright yellow buttons where I assume his nipples would be, but I don't normally like imagining strangers' nipples so….I dunno. He has a brown belt with a golden buckle. He has white gloves and a green bandana around his neck. He has a black mask that covers only his eyes, making his eyes seem to only be made of white, and a cap with a reverse L in a black circle over the bill. He's definitely not a cop. The guy crosses his arms. "Ahem, so, how may I help you."

"I called in."

"A-about what?" Crap, I'm nervous. This dude sounds familiar….and now that I think about it, he also looks familiar.

"About the assassination of Waluigi."

"Hehe, wh-what do you mean? W-we don't deal with that type of business here." The man steps forward and moves his head to my ear.

"Lucas, the famed assassin, you killed 300 people last month, even some of my people. Oh, and not to mention, a little slave kitty to his master, Ness. Did I get all that right?" I continue looking forward. How the hell does he know? I haven't told anyone. Did Ness do it? I doubt it.

"H-how'd you know?" the man chuckles as he backs up.

"We have our ways," he says with a sly smirk. I knew it. This guy is Luigi. I mean, now that I look at him, I was stupid for even thinking it wasn't.

"L-Luigi? You called for the death of Waluigi?"

"Yes, but don't call me Luigi. Name's Mr. L." I tilt my head.

"Edgy." Mr. L rolls his eyes before looking around the disguised room.

"Nice disguise, doesn't help that I've been here before. Anyway…." Mr. L looks directly at me and it feels as though he's looking straight through my soul. I gulp as I take a step back. Luigi, when he's like this, is surprisingly frightening. I've only seen him a few times but I definitely don't remember being even remotely afraid of the man. "I want to help take him out."

"If you're caught, it could start a gang war."

"You think I'm afraid of a little gang war….." Mr. L walks up to me and towers over me. He's way taller than I ever gave him credit for, or maybe I'm just way too short. Mr. L's evil smirk sends chills through my body. "You don't want to know what I've had to do and what I've been through."

"W-well then, shall we head out?"

"Not today, Waluigi is out checking on his group. We leave at noon tomorrow."

"Why do you even need me if you seem so knowledgeable about all this?" Mr. L crosses his arms before turning around.

"I just don't want blood on my hands….Mario would get suspicious." Mr. L then leaves the room. I'm not technically allowed to let nonmembers help with members' work, but the last thing I want to get out is my true relationship with Ness to be revealed. If he knows that much then he must know about some of the few things we've done. That's…unnerving that he does know.

"Lucas?" Boss questions behind me. I turn around and see she's standing in front of a group. "Now that that's dealt with, let me introduce you to the team you'll be working with." I walk up to her. To be quite honest, I don't really know anyone outside of ROB, Falcon, Boss, and Ness. So these people are….odd to me. I stop next to Boss's side as she turns to face the group. She starts the introduction.

First is Cloud. He's a pretty tall and intense looking person. His hair and overall stature seem to show he's pretty edgy. But even he's not the edgiest of the group. Next to him is Dark Samus….imma just call her DS. DS is tall too and is in all black. Her fingers are pointy as all get-out and she seems to have veins sticking out on her shoulders. Next, there's Joker. He too is pretty tall, but still shorter than the others. He looks quite young, no way he's not in high school. Hopefully, we don't go to the same one. Lucina is next, she just looks pretty average, I guess. Average height, average look, just overall….pretty average. She does look really trained in fighting though, I can tell. The next two are….odd choices. One is an oversized yellow rat, Pichu, and the other is an oversized cat with a big-ass head, Morgana. "Oh, Ness is also on your team, and I guess Mr. L too." I cross my arms as I look at the group. "You guys will be listening to Lucas here, he's the best assassin we have." Aww, shucks, thanks, Boss. "Although he's an ass." ….damn you. "He knows what he's doing, so try not to rip each others' heads off, got it?"

"Who do you think we are, kids?" Cloud asks.

"If that's what it takes to motivate you, then yes." Cloud clicks his gums before glaring at me. Yikes, his eyes are pretty…..scary. I know I'm supposed to be tough, but like, how can anyone truly stay tough in front of this guy? Cloud gets right in front of me and looks down at me. I nervously chuckle.

"H-hello, Cloud. P-pleasure t-to be working with y-you," I nervously spit. Cloud grows a tiny, almost unnoticeable, grin. He walks past me and out of the room. I let out a long breath of relief. God, I'd hate to get on his bad side.

"I'm glad you survived, kid," DS says as she plants her strange-looking hand on my shoulder. I look back up, but there's not much to look at. She doesn't exactly have eyes or nose, or even a mouth to look at. It's just a blue visor, which is pretty hard to focus on when it's the only thing to do. "He can get scary."

"No kidding."

"So, who's this…..Ness person?" Lucina asks, "He doesn't seem to be here." I open my mouth to answer, but then….

"Ness is Lucas's boyfriend. And, against Lucas's knowledge, we know Ness is also Lucas's master." What? They…..they know? I shakily look at Boss, who's holding the smuggest look imaginable. "I have to admit, I never expected you to be into choking, biting, smacking, crossdressing…...want me to continue?"

"...please don't," I say. HOW THE HELL DOES SHE KNOW? HOW THE FUCK DO OTHER PEOPLE KNOW THIS SHIT!? Have they always known and just…..not told me. I hate this.

"Oh my, looks like our mini-boss here is a freaky, freaky kid," Joker laughs. I glare at my team, which seems to be a glare capable of scaring the group. I can visually see all their spines tingle.

"Now, just because he has acts in bed that may go against his normal personality, that doesn't mean Lucas can't be scary. If you've seen him in action, you'll think twice before calling him kid like that," Boss says. I actually can't believe she's standing up for me. Pfft, it's not like I need it though. I shoot around.

"Meet me tomorrow, time is still to be determined, so be available. I'm going home."

"Aye-aye captain," the group says in unison.

I make it home and don't hesitate to walk in. I take off my shoes and just collapse onto the nearby couch. I sigh loudly into the couch's cushion. Man, that was oddly draining. I'm still kinda nervous about Ness. Maybe if I go to sleep now I can—"Hi Lucas," Ness says from next to me. Fuck. I sit up and look at him. "Boss called and explained everything."

"Good, now can I go to sleep?" He grows a smile. Welp…..it looks like I won't. I wonder if I'll be able to properly do my work tomorrow.

"Now, now, now, Luke, don't tell me you forgot about our…..arrangement."

"You mean yours?" I stand up and start walking to the bedroom. Despite clearly trying to ignore Ness, he doesn't bother with trying to prevent me from going there. I wonder just what he has planned.

I make it to our room and open the door. That's when my heart drops. He didn't just buy handcuffs. He bought out the entire kink store. That's when I feel Ness's hands on my shoulder. "This is what you get for blue bailing on me, I'm gonna have my fun," Ness lustfully says. I don't even know what most of this stuff is. Our bedroom is just a pleasure room now, and it seems there's nothing I can do about it. I'm not gonna tell Ness this…..but I'm oddly excited to get down to business. "You've been a bad Kitty, Luke, get to the bed." Oh boy….here we go.

Here we go. We had already gone over our plan, and I assume everyone is already in their places. Mr. L needs to signal me before I can make a move though. I do have to admit, the Trophy Hunters' base is actually pretty nice looking. They clearly had a fun yet comfortable time planning the look of it. It's especially nice compared to the rundown houses of the rest of the district. "It's late in the evening, the crickets are chirping, the stars are glittering, and the full moon is slowly taking over the night sky. I'm standing to the side of the Trophy Hunters' building. Ready for the attack," I narrate.

"Ok, Luke, please stop narrating yourself. You've been doing it for hours."

"Or what?"

"Or were doing plan D."

"P-plan D?"

"Hehe, mhm."

"Guys? Can you focus?" Cloud asks.

"Oh please, we've done this enough times to know what we're doing." I notice a random light in a third-floor window turn on.

"Alright, I'm going in. Prepare yourselves." I destroy the walkie-talkie and run to the wall of the building. I reach into my shoe and bring out my trusty retractable stick. It looks like any ordinary wooden stick, but it's actually made of a strong metal that I never bothered with learning. It was made by Ness as a little gift, that was subsequently the day he started being my maitre, so that was a pretty damn good day if I say so myself. Ahem, I should probably focus. There is a small button on the side of the stick, and when I click it, the stick grows to be about a foot long, since it was only a few inches prior. I stab it into the wall, after clicking the button. I jump onto the stick and look up at the window. I put more pressure on the foot at the back of the stick to bend it. Once I let the weight go, the stick is able to flick me all the way up to the window. I grab onto the windowsill. I reach into my pocket and grab another trusty item, a rope snake. I look down at the stick stabbed into the wall and extend the snake to grab it. The snake retracts, allowing me to get my stick back. After making the stick shrink back down, I pocket both items. I look at the window.

People always wonder how I'm able to do my job consistently the best. The thing is, I have certain abilities that help me with my job. It's not that big a deal, especially since there are people who are able to destroy the whole damn world if they so wanted, but I still like my ability. I'm able to change my body to temperatures normally impossible for the human body to survive. I've been told it could even help with shooting fire or ice, but I still haven't learned how to yet. I place my hand on the window and start raising my body heat specifically in my hand. I bring it up to over 2,800°F. This is able to start melting the glass. Once melted enough, I'm able to climb in, since the melted glass doesn't burn me.

I land on the ground and make sure the gun in my back pocket is still there. I smirk and hear voices in a nearby room. I don't bother myself with looking at what was in this room before running toward the door. I place my ear to it. "Listen, Waluigi, I know we've had our differences—" Luigi's voice says. Ok, I need to wait for the signal. By this point, the other members of the Trophy Hunters should be distracted.

"I know very well about our differences. You got a free ride here, and get to live downtown, and I had to work hard to get here, and I can only live in these damned slums," Waluigi's angered voice says. I get where he's coming from, but doing what he's doing is still not right. Granted, I don't really care if what he is doing is right or wrong, I just get paid to kill and thus I won't ever ask why.

"An opportunity presented itself, anyone would be stupid to not accept it."

"..."

"Listen, why don't we make a deal?"

"A deal?"

"Yes, I'll go talk with Mayor Tabuu and ask if you can get help with living in the nice part of Ultimatum."

"Will I be able to partake in those Smash tournaments?" Ahh, the Smash tournaments. They happen once a month, and only select people are capable of joining. However, the tournament is always accepting new candidates. I, too, partake in them. But my skills are more for discreet scenarios than full-on fights, so I've never really gotten far in them. Why is the tournament even that important to him?

"That'll make things tougher, but I will try." I hear Waluigi sigh.

"I….I guess that'll be fine." I hear a rather loud slap, but I'm pretty sure it's the folder we gave Luigi. "What is that?"

"My other way of making it up to you. Read the folder and you'll find out why."

"Appreciated."

"Good, now I've gotta go before Mario chews me out again," Luigi laughs. There it is. I place my hand on the doorknob and lower the heat in my hand to below freezing. This freezes the lock, and then when I suddenly raise my heat up to above melting temperatures, the lock shatters quietly.

"You go on then." I hear the door open and then close. Luigi's gone. I need to try and predict when Waluigi starts focusing on reading. Waluigi is always on edge, but him reading this right after making a truce with his biggest enemy will definitely lower his guard. "I wonder what this is…." I grab the gun and slowly turn the doorknob. I then slowly peel the door away and see that Waluigi has his back toward me, reading the folder. I silently walk out of the room and tip-toe toward him. Doing this stuff is always a thrill. I stop a few inches behind him and point the gun to the back of Waluigi's head. I smirk to myself. Here comes the best part. I pull the trigger. With a loud bang, Waluigi's head falls limp and crashes into the desk he was sitting at. I shoot a few more into Waluigi's back before giggling.

"Sorry, don't hold a grudge," I wink. The door to the room opens and Luigi steps back in. I place the gun back into my pocket and walk to him. "What do you want to do with the body, anyway?"

"That's private, just….take this." Luigi reaches into his pocket. He then hands me a check. I don't often get paid directly from whoever called on the assassination, but it's always a treat when it happens. I pick the check up and practically scream at what was written on it. A…..a…..a….A MILLION DOLLARS?! I shakily look back up at Luigi, who had a giddy smile.

"What?"

"Heh, you did good work, I believe good work should be rightfully praised." I chuckle with unbelief as I place the check back into my pocket.

"Th-thank you."

"No worries. If I ever need you to do this again…."

"Just call, I'll do it in a heartbeat." Luigi smirks before smacking my back and walking to the body.

"Ness is downstairs, you may want to grab him before he shoots more of Trophy Hunters' members." Yeah, Ness has a bad habit of that. He really enjoys his job and can get a little ahead of himself. I walk to the door and make my leave.

I make it down to the foyer and see five bodies. I can recognize all five. Shadow the Hedgehog, Issac, Tingle, Vince, and Lyn. Ness is standing in the middle of the circled bloody bodies. I walk to Ness as I shake my head. "The hell?" I start hearing grunts and, in the corner of my eye, see Shadow start to try and get up. I'm able to quickly draw my gun and shoot right through Shadow's head. I place the gun back and scowl toward Ness.

"I-I'm sorry. It started with Issac and then the others came and I kinda lost control." I roll my eyes.

"Whatever, I guess. Come on, let's get home before the cops come." The two of us walk out and don't hesitate to start walking home casually. "Say….N-Ness?"

"Hm?"

"C-could we try more of those things you bought?"

"Oh?" Ness says with utter joy in his voice. He really does enjoy doing pretty much anything seen as sexual. Ness is very, and I do mean VERY, unforgiving when he gets like he was last night. But…..it's also very attractive to me. "I didn't know you liked it so much."

"That puppy thing was kinda weird though."

"Yea…..but you didn't hate it, did you?" I look at him and see his adorable lustful smirk. I gulp before looking back forward.

"You said it yourself…..I am a masochist." Ness giggles before wrapping his arm around the back of my neck.

"Well, let's hurry home then." Ness moves his head to my ear. "I'm already at full throttle."

"Ugh, TMI."