Lance felt disappointed to find Dylus gone from his place. Where could he be? But wait, Lance said tonight. He began
to immediately regret saying that. There some things Lance needed to get off his chest and he really wanted a hug from Dylus.
Lance worried about how Bastian might handle him and Dylus being together. They really hadn't spent much time together
lately. It was always this or that getting in the way. Curse reality, curse problems, curse obligation.
But... Lance
will tell Bastian... He will.. But how will Bastian react?
Sophia: COME BACK HERE BITCH!
Lance: What the---?
Nami: AIEEEE! GET OFF ME!
Sophia: NEVER YOU STUPID SKANK WHORE MC SLUT!
Nami: YOU PYSCHO CRAZY BITCH!
Sophia: I'LL GIVE YOU PYSCHO CRAZY BITCH!
Lance: Not today Miss Sophia...
Sophia: WHAT?
Sophia: GET OFF ME! I NEED TO KICK HER EFFING RIBS IN!
Nami: What a bitch...
Nami: Damn, I wonder what your orphan boyfriend saw in you...
Sophia: WHY DON'T YOU GO SCREW FEN! OH WAIT, YOU CAN'T CUZ HE'S GAY AND YOU'RE FUGLY!
Lance mind lit up. Fen?
Nami knew Fen?
Offscreen voice: NAMI!
Nami: fuck. It's Adam.
Adam: Jebus Nami, hasn't uncle Drake told you to lay off the Modeerf people already? Jeez, he says he can't allow
anymore of your propaganda to be published.
Nami: But she started it!
Adam: For someone older than me, i find that awfully sad yet ironic to hear.
Nami: But Adam!
Adam: Just eff off already. Uncle Drake is definitely not gonna be happy with you two.
Nami: Fine Adam. We'll go. Asshole.
Bastian: Um wow.
Sophia: Betcha didn't know I could do that huh? Helpless princesses are terrible for the economy
so i take self defense lessons...
Sophia: Sorry you had to see that side of me...
