What happens when two worlds collide. A runner and a hi-caste K-sec Lieutenant officer run into each other after faith has been in prison for 2 years.

Andrea Caputo was a girl who worked as a chef at Serra Restaurant, her parents died and left her and her little sister sick sister alone, one day coincidence brings her and Luca Serra the leader of one of the biggest Italian Mafia together, but also the coincidence has once brought her with the FBI agent Owen Jones when she's put between her little sister and prison what is she going to do?

Luca Serra, one of the most feared Mafia Capos, everyone who dared to say no to him ended up dead, but one day he puts his sight on the best chef at his restaurant, Andrea Caputo when he knew about her sister, he took advantage of her, but what will happen when he finds out that she has been arrested.

Owen Jones, one of the best FBI agents, he was an orphan until one day, a loving family who couldn't have kids, adopted him, but they were killed when he was 18 years old and he knew who was responsible for that so he decided to go after them and became an FBI agent, but what will happen when life gets him and Andrea Caputo together.

Feline funky? Feline grey? You're not a human! You're Semi-Sam!

What up wiggty homelice broseph, your radical neighBROhood man here let's get this funky party started!

This is the story of Five flirt and Bratt Girls who living in the Room 143 of Funky Dormitory. what if they having a Enemy? How did they Defeat them?

-Athena Brix Alexandro-

Nagising ang diwa ko dahil sa sinag ng araw na nagmumula sa bintana ngunit pinili ko pa ring pumikit dahil gusto ko pang matulog. 

Ilang minuto pa ay nakaramdam ako na para bang may nakatitig sa'kin, dahan-dahan ko namang iminulat ang mga mata ko at napabangon ako ng mabilis pa sa alas-kwatro ng makita kong nakangiting nakatitig si Funky sa mukha ko.

"Aww! " daing ko dahil nauntog ako sa bakal. 

"Hey, are you okay? Anong nangyari? " nagaalalang tanong nya habang tinitingnan ang ulo ko. Agad ko namang tinanggal ang kamay nya sa ulo ko at tiningnan sya ng masama.

"What? " tanong nya dahil siguro nagtataka sya kung bakit ko sya tinitingnan ng masama.

"What?! What-whattin mo mukha mo! Dahil sa'yo kaya ako nauntog! Argh! " sigaw ko sa kanya.

Tatawa-tawa naman syang nagsalita.

"Bakit dahil sakin? " 

"Tch. Bakit ka ba kasi nakatitig sa mukha ko ha?! " inis na tanong ko.

"Tumingin ka sa salamin. Hehehe~ " aba't! Wala na lamang akong nagawa at tumingin sa salamin na nandito sa kwarto nya at walanjo! May drawing 'yung mukha ko!

"FUNKYYYYYYY! " sigaw ko at sya naman ay kumaripas ng takbo papalabas ng kwarto nya. Hinabol ko naman sya ngunit pag-labas namin ay nakatingin sila Jerix, Zef, Kean, Khal, Gray, at Harry. 

"Good morning hehehe~ " nahihiyang bati ko.

"Pfft. " rinig kong pagpipigil ng tawa ni Funky kaya agad ko naman syang siniko sa tyan nya. Nasa gilid ko lang kasi sya eh.

"Good morning din, Brix! " pag-bati sakin ni Kean.

"Ano 'yang nasa mukha mo? HAHAHA! " tanong ni Gray.

"Oo nga, si Funky ba ang may gawa nyan? HAHAHA! " tanong din ni Khal.

"Kayo ha? Bromance, ayieeeeeee. " panunukso ni Harry. What?! 

"Napagtripan ko lang sya. Bromance daw eh. " sabi ni Funky saka tumingin sakin habang pasimpleng tumatawa. Pinandilatan ko naman sya ng mata na para bang sinasabi ko na, 'anong tinatawa-tawa mo dyan?! ' 

"Maupo na kayo at kakain na. " walang-emosyong sambit ni Jerix. Napaka-sungit talaga ng koryanong 'to eh.

Nagtungo muna ako sa lababo para linisan ang mukha ko, naramdaman ko namang sumunod si Funky sakin. 

"Ako na ang magtatanggal nyan. " sabi nya saka inalis ang drawing sa mukha ko. Nakatingin naman ako sa mukha nya.

*dug dug dug dug dug dug*

Argh! Puso, shut-up! Ano ba naman 'to! Abnormal na 'yung puso ko!

"Ayan, okay na. " napakurap ako ng ilang beses at saka umiwas ng tingin.

"Tara na, kain na tayo. " sabi ko at nauna ng maglakad papuntang lamesa. 

Naupo na ako sa tabi ni Jerix at sa tabi ko naman si Funky. 

"Let us pray. " panimula ni Jerix saka nagdasal. Tsibugan naaaa!

Kumuha na ako ng tatlong jumbo hotdog at dinamihan ko ang lagay ng kanin sa plato ko. Napahinto ako dahil napagtanto kong lahat pala sila ay nakatitig sakin.

"Wow! "
"Grabe. "
"Kaya ka siguro strong 'no? "
"Oo nga, ang takaw mo eh. "

Kanya-kanya nilang komento. Nahiya naman ako ng kaunti.

"Ayt, sorry hehe. " sabi ko saka akmang ibabalik na sana ang iba pang kanin ngunit agad akong pinigilan ni Funky.

"'Wag, kainin mo 'yan. " sabi nya sakin.

"Kailangan mo 'yan. Tingnan mo nga 'yung katawan mo oh. Ang payat! " aba't--! Akala ko naman concern, 'yun pala mangaasar lang.

"Nangaasar ka ba dre? " maangas na tanong ko.

"Suntukan! Suntukan! " sigaw ni Kean.

"Tama na 'yan. Kumain na tayo. " sabi naman ni Jerix.

"Kain lang, walang tayo, boss. " biro ni Gray.

"Gago! " nanlaki naman ang mga mata ko sa sinabi nya. Nagmura sya sa harap ng hapag?

Matapos nun ay kumain na lang kami ng tahimik, paminsan-minsan ay nakikita ko si Funky na sumusulyap-sulyap sakin.

"Bakit ka ba tingin ng tingin ha? " iritang bulong ko sa kanya. Tusukin ko 'yung mata nya eh.

"Anong tingin ng tingin? Assuming ka lang talaga. " bulong din nya saka bumungisngis.

"Oy, ano 'yang binubulong-bulong nyo ha? Kayo ha? " saad ni Zef kaya napatingin kami sa kanya at doon namin napansin na tapos na silang kumain, kami na lang ni Funky ang hindi.

"Ayieeee bromance na talaga ituuuu. " panunukso pa ni Khal.

"Umayos nga kayo. " seryosong sabi ni Jerix kaya nanahimik na sila. 

"Ah, Brix, gusto mo bang malaman kung anong section mo? " tanong sakin ni Funky. Hala! Oo nga pala!

"Oo, alam mo ba? Nakalimutan ko kasing itanong sa dean eh. " 

"Yup, alam ko. Sige na, magbihis ka na at magasikaso pagkatapos pupunta tayo sa section mo. " nakangiting wika nya.

"Yehey! Sige sige, ligo lang ako. " sabi ko saka tumakbo na papunta ng kwarto ko, I mean namin pala ni Jerix saka kumuha ng damit at nagtungo ng CR.

Athena Brix Alexandro is a 20-year old girl who wants to find the justice for her older brother's death. Napag-alam n'yang Dark Glazer Academy ang huling pinuntahan ng kanyang kapatid bago ito mamatay, at dahil do'n, napag-desisyonan n'yang mag-enroll sa nasabing eskwelahan at natanggap naman s'ya, ngunit kailangan n'yang magpanggap na lalaki para masagawa ang paghihiganti n'ya.

Chapter 95

The achievement, was, for all intents and purposes, unnecessarily awesome. Like, in James's mind, the achievement was right up there with his mimic achievements for pure hilarity. James was pretty sure Steve, or at least some of Steve's friends, if he had any, were behind some of these achievements.

Achievement Unlocked – They See Me Slitheryn, They Snaken – Successfully mount a serpentine mob with a humanoid mob.

Reward – 5,000 xp, 500 resources, 1 dungeon token, unique appearance option for serpentine mobs.

The xp, was not only nice, but also pushed James into Rank 4 for his dungeon. He now had over 393,000 total experience and was just over 200,000 experience towards Tier 4. It seemed far away, but he knew just how fast experience could be gained now. He also had no doubt the Dungeon Wars might be impacting that. He grinned as he checked the leader board, noting that BLANK was only at Tier 5. He wasn't far behind, and their only real advantage, was the extra time they had had with the research options. But that gap could still be closed using dungeon tokens, and the fact he had an entire day in the real world before Dungeon Wars started.

The second part of the achievement was what really made him chuckle. Of course, he opened up his Giant Plaython's screen the moment he saw that achievement, to see what exactly had just been unlocked for his mob. To his amusement, he now had the option to give his serpentine mobs sunglasses. Of course, he put those on immediately.

"Now then, what next." James had been derailed slightly by the achievement, but now that he had enough time to chuckle, he knew he needed to get back to work. Of course, that meant deciding on which task he would begin next. Would he build the layout of his floor, summon his mobs en masse, or summon his boss mob? The choices all were important, but what James finally decided on, was the layout of his floor. Mainly because he had just wasted a couple hundred resource points by gaining his achievement without having empty space in his resources. Building his treetop bridges and huts had only cost him about 750 resources. Straw huts and wooden bridges were literally dirt cheap in this game.

The other reason he selected this task first, was because he figured he should set up his entire dungeon floor, before he populated it fully with his mobs. Also, after he had those two tasks completed, he figured he would be able to spend the rest of his immersion truly working on his boss mob and finalizing his third floor. There was a method to his madness at times, though sometimes he didn't realize it himself. Ah well, time to work.

First, James knew he needed to create walkways throughout the entire marshland. Part of the reason for this, was well, stuffed animals and swampy marshes didn't seem to go together all that well. He had already seen some of his mobs becoming drenched and soiled with the swampy water, it was not a pretty sight. Also, for his Teddy Knights and Funky monkey's particularly, he didn't want them to be impeded by trying to fight in waist deep water in some areas. That just seemed counterproductive.

Of course, offering set path options for adventurers also offered benefits to James and his mobs. First, he was sure most adventurers would rather walk atop wooden bridges and paths, rather than trudge around in swamplands. That gave James the freedom to easily plan traps around the more logical travel options for adventurers. It also would allow him to better set up ambushes, and dictate where they explored, and how they explored. And, if they wanted to go off the path, well that just allowed him even more options. Huzzah quicksand. Which James had already found in his trap options for the area. He was totally going to use that.

So, with that in mind, James went to work. He broke out his terrain editor, adjusting the height of some of the swampy mounds of earth and moss, creating areas that would be just large enough for say, a group of adventurers and a group of Teddy Knights to fight each other on. James then began connecting all these expanses with rickety old wooden walkways. His floor was looking more and more like a creepy, old school horror flick. He was wishing he had a swamp monster or creature from a lagoon to finish the scene. Or, even a stuffed alligator. That would have been nice.

Without those options though, James just did what he had learned to do with his first two floors. He adapted, and he overcame. He flew rapidly all over his expanse while countless screens floated around him. He had nearly every tab of his editor tool open and was quickly hopping from one to another as he came across areas he wished to improve. He had become much more efficient from building his last two floors, and his mind just filled him with ideas.

Some areas, he made darker, deepening the water, and adding in fallen, rotting logs and vines. Others, he made shallower, splashing in different options here and there as he went. Of course, the areas that had the rotting logs, logically then, would be potentially creating toxic gas. So, he put gas traps under the surface, poisonous traps, that when tripped, would explode outward, showring unlucky adventurers in a toxic mess.

Both shallow and deep areas received quicksand options, of course, and James was ecstatic to find he was given basic zoology options for his environment. This meant, of course, that first, he was going to get his darned crocodiles! Of course, because they weren't actual mobs, they weren't going to pose much of a threat to adventurers, though James was pleased to see he could adjust their levels slightly. He had a range of 1-10 for the crocodiles, and as he scrolled through their levels, he noticed it effected their size and age. He may have gotten a little excited at this, and spent almost an hour zooming about, populating his swamp with his own massive crocodile farm.

After that, the other options just sort of made sense, and were flung about in a joyous, almost chaotic manner. From what James could tell, the wildlife options for his marshlands had been pulled from an Amazonian esq list, meaning his area now was filled with poisonous frogs, piranhas, wolf-fish, catfish, crocodiles, and regular anacondas! He almost went into the entomology section of the biology but figured he didn't want to make his swamp that miserable, and no one wanted to be constantly bugged by mosquitos, ha.

Once his floor was filled with its infrastructure, including a few rotting huts, shacks, and er, outhouses, for reasons, James decided it was time to finish filling his floor with actual mobs. After all, his wildlife, while impressive, and exciting he was sure for not only himself, but adventurers, weren't going to pose much of a threat. Unless of course, there were going to be side quests and events when research was high enough, for fishing-based quests or what not. James was sure there could be achievements earned by players for catching the largest fish, etc. He may have spent an unhealthy amount of time in a few games running around on similar such quests. But then again, why wouldn't he? He had spent over 50 hours getting a legendary fishing rod, after all.

James grinned to himself over that memory, as he closed his terrain windows and opened up his mob generator screen. He had 890 mob points to play with, which may have felt like a lot, but James knew it would go quickly. Especially when his cheapest mob cost 11 points. He was silently envious for a moment of the regular, single type dungeons. They were able to bring their lower leveled mobs from their other floors onto their higher floors, including their upgrades. James could only imagine a floor with both his dickens, and velocity raptors, running amuck. Ah well. He figured his random variety was an equal trade off… to some degree.

Now, what James was envisioning for his third floor, was parties of mobs. Previously, his floors had been a bit separate, with his mobs keeping to themselves and their own types. That worked of course, especially given the levels of his mobs, and the levels of the adventurers fighting them. However, James knew the stronger the adventurers got, and the more sub classes they unlocked, the more capable they would become. Therefore, he planned to keep this third floor challenging, mixing it up for the adventurers who could make it here. After all, if they did, it meant they had brought the Terminus to its knees, and were likely level 30 or higher, or in a large raid party.

Because of that, James wanted roaming bands of mobs for the adventurers. However, with his three variants of Teddy Knights, along with the other mobs, his options had expanded more than he expected, which was making this more difficult than it normally was.

Sighing, James decided to start with the lowest cost monsters first and work his way up. The Jolly Dolly's, at least, were easy. This mob he fully planned to just spawn in the treetops, and have running to and fro, tormenting, taunting, and harassing adventurers, as well as you know, damaging them, and scaring them. To do this efficiently, James summoned 20 of these mobs, and started them all spaced out in intervals around the floor. Nowhere would be safe from the Jolly Dollies.

That, took 220 mob points from him, leaving him with 670 for his roaming bands. Of course, not all of his mobs would be in roaming war parties. He was still planning to have the occasional single, or small party mob encounter. With that in mind, James decided he should summon those as well, to see what he ended up being left with.

First, James decided he wanted 5 Giant Playthons spread out throughout the floor, to ambush any adventurers that decided to explore the swamp off the wooden paths. Of course, their massive frames, even with their camouflage, would cause the water to ripple in an ominous manner, meaning adventurers would always have some unseen horror they were worried about. James liked that thought.

The 5 Giant Playthons cost him 75 points, knocking his total down to 595. These points always went so darned fast, ugh. He was tempted to summon a few packs of Snuggle-Woof's, but after looking over their skills, decided early on, that just wouldn't be right. Multiple packs of those running about, just seemed a bit unfair. So, James only summoned one pack of four. He just couldn't resist. The pack cost him an additional 52 points. 543 to go.

Luckily, at this point, James knew it was time to put together his mob parties. Mainly because Funky Monkeys were literally bards, they were pointless without other mobs around them. And, as he had previously decided, his Teddy Knight's were going to be his main force on this floor. All shall fear his teddys!

So, he went about making various combinations of teddy forces, setting them up in different areas all around his floor. James made one set that consisted of 3 Mounted Teddy's, riding atop 3 Snuggle-Woofs, a Funky Monkey, and a Light Knight. That group cost him 101 points. He made another group that consisted of just three Teddy Knights, and two Light Knights. That group cost him 60 points. Then, he did a group that was a single Mounted Teddy, riding atop a Giant Plaython, with two teddy knights, and two light knights in tow, for a total of 75 points. He now had only 307 points remaining.

He looked over his mobs, trying to come up with a few more combinations that wouldn't be too op, but would offer the adventurers a decent challenge. James decided on two more sets of Mounted Knights atop Giant Playthons but gave each of these riders only a single light knight, and funky monkey, as parts of the party. After all, that meant the party had a tank, some dps, a healer, and a support character. That was totally balanced…and cost him 53 each party, for a total of 106 points. 201 left.

"Have you tried mounting your Funky Monkeys?" Rue's voice yanked James from his musing, causing him to jump and curse as he spun around. The pixie literally had materialized out of nowhere. He was sure of it.

"Wha-"

"Shhhh." Rue's face was alight with humor as she tried to calm him. Seriously, she had just given him a heart attack. What had she been up to? Where had she gone, where had she come from. And what did she mean?

"What do you mean, mount the Monkeys?" Seriously, that just seemed like an…Suddenly, the gears in James's mind started turning. The monkeys could fly…

"They wouldn't…." James mumbled as he summoned a Mounted Knight and a Funky Monkey. He then directed the former to, er, mount the latter.

"Oh, they would." Rue was grinning her mischievous smile. Of course, James knew the outcome before he even saw it happen with his own eyes. If Rue had suggested it, then it was after all, going to be a viable option in the game. Darned AI. Sure enough, the Mounted Knight hopped atop the Funky Monkey's shoulders, and leveled its lance and shield. It was comical and ridiculous.

"Fly." James ordered the monkey, and the mob nodded in understanding. It swung its hands towards a branch, latching on and flinging itself into the sky. The moment it reached a peak height, the cape on its back straightened, creating a glider. From its back, the Mounted Knight held on tight, its lance extended in a deadly manner as the two mobs soared around. God he loved Rue.

"All right, well, I guess I know what I'm going to spend the rest of my points on…" James couldn't keep his voice composed as he ran the numbers in his head real quick. He had 201 points left. A Funky Monkey and Mounted Knight cost 26 points. If he set them up in groups of 2 Funky Monkeys and 2 mounted knights, that would be 52 points per pack. Sooo, he could summon 3 packs of flying mobs, spending 156 points, and leaving him with 45 remaining. Gah, if he had 3 more mob points, he could summon a roaming band of four light knights, because who wouldn't want to fight four paladins? Sighing at the incomplete math, but not willing to undo all his great plans so far, James decided to settle. A small band involving a snuggle woof, a mounted knight, and a light knight, for 37 points.

"Sweet, time for your boss mob?" Rue was looking over his shoulder once again, her eyes noting he had just hit 8 remaining mob points. He looked over his overall tally of mobs once more. All in all, his floor now had 20 Jolly Dollies, 26 Teddy Knights of various types, 8 Snuggle Woofs, 9 Funky Monkeys, and 8 Giant Playthons.

"Yup, time for my boss mob." James closed his mob screen and opened up his boss mob screen. It was time to… James froze as he looked at the option before him. What was this? Tier 3 seemed to have even more surprises for him, and he really liked these surprises.

James hates his real life. He spends his days being bullied in school, and at home he simply reads and plays games. The only thing he has to look forward to is immersion. When he is immersed in the virtual world he can be whatever, whoever, he wants: He can escape the world that has thrown him away.

As such, when a new game, Dungeon Core Online, comes out, James is excited to play. He immerses himself as soon as he can, but when he is set to create his character he is instead offered a different choice. Now, James is the Dungeon Core and he suddenly finds himself wielding more power, with more options, than he's ever had before. The only downside... there are people in the real world who do anything, even kill, to gain the power of a Dungeon Core in the virtual world.

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The next day, I woke up to the TV playing some music.
"Turn that off, Kyabe," I grumbled sleepily.
"C'mon, Hana! This is so much fun! There's a new show where you dance along to the music and a crazy guy tells you how to dance!" Kyabe exclaimed, jumping up and down, trying to dance to the music.
"YEAH! WORK IT, BABY! SHOW ME THOSE FUNKY MOVES!" a guy with an afro said on the TV.
"Turn it off! I'm trying to sleep!" I shouted over the shouting guy.
"You're no fun, Hana! You could use some exercise!"
"I've had enough exercise trying not to die, thank you very much."
Beep. Beep.
So much for sleeping a little longer. I got out of bed and got ready. Today's going to be a long day, isn't it?
"Bye! I'll be back later!" I called to the dancing Kyabe.
All I heard was, "WOO! DANCE TO THAT FUNKY MUSIC!"
I sighed. What has the world come to?
The walk to school was even stranger. I kept passing people dancing in their yards or the streets. What the heck? When did people catch the dance plague? I made it to school, only to find my class dancing to the afro guy's music. When Mrs. Sakura arrived, I expected everyone to stop dancing, but…
"Alright, class! Today's lesson is how to dance! Everyone get your dance shoes on! It's time to boogie!" she shouted as she turned on the afro guy.
"YEAH! LET'S GET FUNKY!" the guy shouted with enthusiasm.
Everyone got up and started dancing like the weirdo. What the heck? I was the only one that wasn't dancing.
"C'mon, Hana! You need to participate! This is worth a grade, you know!" Mrs. Sakura scolded.
"I'm good. I don't feel like dancing."
"Suit yourself!"
Something about this whole thing was bothering me. When did everyone suddenly start liking "funky" music? It couldn't be! Not again! If that's true though.... I jumped up and walked up to Mrs. Sakura, who was doing a disco dance.
"Hey, Mrs. Sakura?"
"Yes? What is it, Hana? Have you finally succumbed to the music?"
"No. Who is that guy?" I asked, gesturing the dancing guy on the screen.
"That is DJZ. He's the best, isn't he?"
"Uh… sure? Anyways, where is he dancing at?"
"The new recording studio downtown. Why? Are you thinking of getting an autograph? He probably won't be able to see you."
"I'm sure he'll make an exception," I said gravely.
"Huh?" Mrs. Sakura asked, confused.
I was already gone.
I ran downtown to the recording studio. I never heard of it before. Was it built overnight? I ran inside and walked over to the receptionist.
"Where can I find DJZ?" I asked frantically.
"I'm sorry. He's not taking autographs right now," the dancing receptionist said, sounding disappointed herself.
"Tell him 'Hana Kojo is here.'" I instructed.
"Ok, but don't get your hopes up. I doubt he remembers all of his fans' names."
The lady picked up a phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Mr. DJZ. I have someone in the lobby for you. She said her name is Hana Kojo."
The receptionist listened for a moment.
"Oh! I'll send her in right away," she said into the phone before hanging up. "He said you can go see him. He's in room twelve B on floor two."
I just nodded and sprinted for the elevator. I kept jamming the up button until the doors opened. I jumped inside and pressed the two-button repeatedly.
"C'mon! C'mon! Hurry!" I mumbled impatiently to the elevator.
The doors finally opened so I jumped out and ran into the hall, looking for twelve B. When I found it, I slammed open the door and hurried inside.
"WELCOME, MY FUNKYLICIOUS ADVERSARY! ARE YOU READY TO BOOGIE WITH ME, THE BOOGIE KING?" DJZ shouted at me.
"What are you talking about? I'm here to stop you! I know you're up to something!"
"YOU DON'T THINK I WANT TO CHEER THIS GRAY WORLD UP WITH MY FUNKY MOVES? DO I LOOK LIKE SOME GANGSTA OR SOMETHING? HUH, FUNKY GIRL?"
This made me stop for a minute. Was he really a bad guy or was he just misguided? DJZ's next move erased any doubt. He moonwalked toward me and kicked me.
"OH NO! LITTLE SPICE GIRL FELL DOWN! SHE NEEDS TO PRACTICE MORE IF SHE WANTS TO BEAT THE KING OF FUNK!"
I got up and glared at the psycho dancer. It was time to bring out a friend. But who? Thankfully, I had the forethought to bring the Pocket with me. If I hadn't, well, that would have been a huge mistake. I reached into the Pocket and grabbed a random seed, hoping for the best. I pulled it out and saw that it was long, skinny, and yellow. I took a deep breath and threw it up. The seed sprouted into a crazy-haired blonde girl.
"Wow! This place looks like so much fun! Did you invite me to a party?! I'm so excited!" the girl exclaimed, bouncing around.
"Um… no. See that guy over there?" I asked, pointing at DJZ. "He wants me dead. Could you take care of him?"
"Ooh! I see! A fight!"
"YO YO YO! WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE? ANOTHER SPICE GIRL HAS SHOWN UP TO BOOGIE WITH THE KING! CAN SHE KEEP UP? WHO KNOWS?" DJZ shouted, noticing the girl.
"Ooh! A dance fight! This is going to be so much fun!" the girl exclaimed as she started dancing.
"YOU'VE GOT SOME MOVES, YELLOW SPICE! CAN YOU KEEP UP WITH ME THOUGH?" DJZ shouted as he moonwalked over to her.
"Ooh! That's so cool! Can I try?" she said as she quickly moonwalked away.
"WOWZA! THIS GIRL'S ON FYAH! CAN SHE DO THIS?" DJZ asked as he started to do a really complex dance move I've never seen before.
"Ooh! Fun!" the girl exclaimed as she copied DJZ, moving faster than him.
"WOO! THIS COOLIO SPICE GIRL IS KILLING IT! YEA!"
DJZ danced toward her and tried to kick her. She danced out of the way and started to glow. The air suddenly felt charged. Then, the girl shot a bolt of electricity at DJZ. He barely managed to dodge it.
"OOH! LITTLE SPICE IS GETTING SPARKLY! CAN SHE SURVIVE THIS?" he asked as his hands turned into megaphones.
The room suddenly got ten thousand times louder. I covered my ears and screamed in agony. The girl didn't fare any better. DJZ went over to her and kicked her down with a smug look on his face. I had to do something! I uncovered one ear and reached for the Pocket. As soon as I did, a wall of sound hit my exposed ear. I screamed again but kept reaching for the Pocket. I reached into it and pulled out a fuzzy green seed. I threw it up quickly and covered my ears again.
It sprouted, revealing a green-haired girl. Surprisingly, she was unaffected by the noise. She looked at me curiously and noticed the other girl being beaten by DJZ. She nodded and walked over to them. When she was behind the psycho, she created a vine whip. I got shivers remembering the beating that Shimogoe had given me with a vine. She raised her whip and quickly brought it down on DJZ's back. His mouth opened in pain. I couldn't tell if he screamed, but he probably did. Suddenly, the noise stopped. I cautiously removed my hands from my ears.
"WOWZA! THERE'S ANOTHER SPICE! CAN SHE KEEP UP OR WILL SHE TRIP OVER HER OWN TWO FEET?" DJZ exclaimed, seemingly unaffected by the wound now.
The new girl said nothing and raised her whip, preparing to strike again. Her whip lashed out, barely missing DJZ.
"GOTTA BE FASTER THAN THAT, GREEN SPICE!" he called as he danced away.
While they were fighting, I ran over to the blonde girl.
"Are you ok?" I asked as I bent over her.
"I've been through worse. I gotta help Yoko. She can't beat him alone," the girl smiled weakly.
"You need to rest."
"I'm fine! Just a little bruised!" the girl said as she jumped to her feet. "Get out of the way!" she instructed as she started to spark.
I quickly jumped out of her way. A second later, a bolt of lightning hit the distracted DJZ. Right after, Yoko's whip slashed his face, making him bleed. He laid there for a minute before speaking.
"YOW! THAT WAS SOME FANTASTIC DANCIN' SPICE GIRLS! I GOTTA BOOGIE ON OUT OF HERE! CATCH YA ON THE FLIPSIDE!" DJZ shouted as he quickly moonwalked out of the room.
After he left, the blonde girl collapsed. Yoko and I both ran over to her.
"I'm fine. Just exhausted. I'm gonna leave now, alright," she said before turning into a seed.
I picked it up and put it back into the Pocket. Then, I turned to Yoko.
"Thanks for your help, Yoko. If you hadn't been here, she might have died," I said sincerely.
"Akino," she said quietly.
"What?"
"Her name's Akino."
I nodded. Then, she nodded and turned back into a seed. Can my life get any stranger?

. . .

"Zatsu failed, sire. It seems we thought wrong," Kagaku said into the darkness.
"You thought wrong, you fool!" the light growled.
"Y-yes, of course, sire. I'm but a fool compared to your wisdom."
The light scoffed.
"Send that annoying little urchin in. Maybe he can stop those foolish girls."
"Understood, sire."

Hana Kojo, a young Japanese girl, meets a friendly alien cabbage named Kyabe. With the help of the seeds from the Seed Pocket, Hana saves their world and many more.

"ᗪo you accept Mr. Ben as your husband, Ms. Aria?" 

  A handsome Ben Barnes was in front of me, He had his dark brown hair tousled which were thick and lustrous. His eyes were blazing hazel ones. Spiked, warm brown fringed with smooth green on which light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He was a man of any girl's dreams. He had smooth flawless skin, which was like a sheet of well done cloth. Dressed in a black three piece suit of Ermenegildo Zegna Bespoke; worth $22,000 and Allen Edmonds suit shoes; worth $10,000 to cover is feet. He was definitely an expensive bank note standing right there. 



  His usually playful smile was still there across his face. His perfect lips ripe for the kissing. His strong hands, held mine as he stared deep into my eyes. 

  I couldn't help but blush. His voice was deep, with a serious tone. His lips brushed my ear as he spoke, "I really do love you."

  "I do!" I almost shrieked with excitement. 




  Desperate much? Now who wouldn't be?! I'm getting married to Mr. Ben Barnes ... the scrumcious Ben Barnes from 'The Chronicles Of Narnia: Prince Caspian'. The very prince Caspian is my prince in shining Armani.. umm well it was Ermenegildo Zegna Bespoke. But nevertheless FINALLY! My ever long dream has come true. 




  Well back to the scene, I was dressed in a white - the famous designer Anna Campbell foot length dress for this special event. The dress was filled with white sequin and diamonds. Being cap sleeve dress it had chains of pearls running to the small parts of my forearms. I wore a head dress, which ran on the mane of my head and strap of diamonds embraced the round of my head. 



  Underneath, I wore white heels which had golden plate on it's front space and straps on my ankles which were also a supreme golden. All and all, I was ready to marry the love of my life and fantasy world.



  "Do you sir, accept her as your wife?" The minister asked him next and the smile over his luscious lips grew deep. 






Can I just please grab you and kiss you? And we'll skip all this! Can we please?!




  "I'd rather say my own oath" his voice so deep, it shook me till roots and toes felt the tingles too.

  The minister waved his hand in a gesture to 'go on'.




Oh my God! This isn't happening! I must be dreaming! Seriously! This CANNOT be happening!! Ben Barnes saying an oath for me! Lord, help me to keep me from going to a mess puddle in front of everyone...




  Wiping an appeared tear on my cheek, I slipped my hands into his awaiting once. 

  Slowly he went down to one of of his knees, eyes locked into mine, and smiled the most hottest smile on the universe.

  He then parted his luscious lips:

'Par, ley, par, ley'
'I can't get enough of that funky stuff'
'I can't get enough of that funky stuff'

'I said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa'
'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah"'




Oh my God!? Why is he singing Funky Stuff by Wild And Peaceful?






'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah"'

'Daa dii daa dii daa, daa dii daa dii daa'
'Daa dii daa dii daa, daa dii daa dii daa'
'Daa dii daa dii daa, daa dii daa dii daa'
'Daa dii daa dii daa, daa dii daa dii daa'

'I said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa'
'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah" '

    All emotions thrown out of the window, a sly laugh escaped my throat and I pulled on a fake full grin before looking around the hall. 

  But to my surprise, everyone was super calm. Even my Mom was found wiping a happy tear.

  I looked back at him and even mouthed a 'what are you saying' with a smile, but he wasn't even remotely embarrassed as to what he was saying.

  A moment and a few have passed but he is nothing but-

'Par, ley, par, ley'

'I can't get enough of that funky stuff'
'I can't get enough of that funky stuff'

'I said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa'
'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah"'

'I can't get enough of that funky stuff'
'I can't get enough of that funky stuff'




What sort of a TWISTED F*CKING joke is this?! Am I dreaming or what?




I better not be dreaming! HELL NO! 




  Smiling, I pinched myself and-




✿.｡.:* ☆:**:.Dream Ends.:**:.☆*.:｡.✿




  I woke up with a start and looked around my room, there was nothing but black all around me. 







Who the flying F*CKING F*CK did this to me?! Who the A*S had the guts to ruin my wedding?! WHO THE F*CKING FLYING F*CK F*CK!!!! 




[Intro:]
'Who let the dogs out'
{'Woof, woof, woof, woof}'
{'Woof, woof, woof, woof}'
{'Woof, woof, woof, woof}'
{'Woof, woof, woof, woof}'

[Chorus:]
'Who let the dogs out {woof, woof, woof, woof}'
'Who let the dogs out {woof, woof, woof, woof}'

{'Woof, woof, woof, woof}'

[Verse:]
'When the party was nice, the party was bumpin' {Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo}'
'And everybody havin' a ball {Hah, ho, Yippie Yi Yo}'
'Untill the fellas ": start the name callin': " {Yippie Yi Yo}'
'And the girls respond to the call'
'I heard a poor man shout out'




F*CK YOU! A*S-




Alright, calm yourself out. One deep breath in and one deep breath out.




  With blood still ringing my ears, I took storming steps towards the only window in my room. 

  Even though the window glass was closed, it was changing colours in flash; from blue to red to purple to cyan and on and on. As I neared I could also feel and hear 'buzz' it was giving as if someone was beating sticks on it. 



  A blast of air associated with light and strong burning smell swiped into my room. For a second, I was confirmed with the bright light I could see was the sign that I have permanently lost my eyesight. 




You do only see white when you go blind right? 




  My sister couldn't eat my ears away until this moment in time, but they got my sight with in seconds. 




Thank you Lord! I know you must be laughing up there for getting the chance to take revenge on me...




  Blinking my eyes, I found my focus setting in. 




Hahahaha... look who just won, Lord!




  Rubbing my eyes for a while, I took a look at the colour spilling house in front of me.

  My finger nails dug into the window sealing - and I so wished it was the throat of Leo Williams - as I huffed off the fallen hair from my face.




You are going down Yellow, for destroying my wedding!




◦•●◉✿✿◉●•◦




  Jumping over another drunken body - thanks to my sneakers - I stormed towards the front 'thumping' door in nothing but my night-wear. 



  Mom got it for my younger sister last year, but since it didn't go down her nose and I 'Loved it' at first sight, I took it. As cool as it seems to be it is equally as cool at night. 

  So yeah, I'm nothing but a female version of Mickey Mouse watching my steps as I walk towards the retards house for putting them out.  

  Without the curtsy of formally knocking at the door - that if I did, the knocked heads inside would definitely not hear a bit - I kicked onto the door with my ninja energy, narrowed my eyes and curled my fists to punch the face that would come to me first. 

  But to my surprise, I caught myself in time and moved out of the way of the in coming yellow liquid a masculine head threw my way. 




Gross!!




  Slapping his head the other way, I strolled into the house like James Bond 006. 




Focus, Pink... focus!




  Scanning the surroundings in a quick, I found none from the two retards in the thick crowd. The place reeked with alcohol and unlawful smoke. Feminine shaking their assets shamefully on the hungry looking animals. 




  I wonder if the two Greek Gods... I mean retards belong to some underground gangsters group? 




  'So very hot!!' My brain cells screeched and I shook my head side ways.




What if this was true? What if I am now in deep sh*t because I've stepped in here unarmed and in nothing but my pyjamas? 




  "Hey Beautiful! W-ant to h-ave some ff-unn, y-eah?" An arm came over my shoulders all of a sudden and I almost shrieked, backing off of the body behind me. 

  "Jorgea Olari? What are you-" my tongue was caught up with the words my brain was processing at a speed of light. 

  "See?! We told you she was le*bian..." my brain cells rolled their girly eyes.



  A pile of ten ton of dog pop landed on me as soon as I took in her state of clothing. Too revealing for my liking. 




Drunk people... equals to truth be told




"Use her to find Leo Yellow" my brain cells stated with a knowing look over their faces. 

  "Co-ommee let's d-rii-nn-kk!" She shuttered her words out as she caught my hand with a grip of steel and dragged me - against my will - towards the bar. 

  Pouring me a small glass - some of which she spilled onto the table - nudged me to take a drink, passing me a wink. 



  Faking a sip, I pushed the glass back towards her which she took gladly and drank the content all at once. 

  "Jorgea, where will I find Leo?" I asked her, putting all my will in taking her ugly name to address her. Which I never did actually, decently ever. 

  "Lee-ooo" She started to sing in her annoying voice, making my blood boil to hundred degrees. 

  I curled my hands into fists and used my left up will power to not deliver a ninja punch on her caked face. 

  "Leee-ooo! Lee-oo-" the voice from her ugly lips died as soon as my fist landed square on her face.

  "Hey! You killed the witness!" My brain cells scratched their heads in union.




I couldn't stand her ugly voice... 




  Looking over her unconscious body, I calmed my nerves and took myself towards the other crowded room, next. 

  The music was blasting from the speakers and everyone was going wild. 

  But it wasn't a poof later, that I was covered in those colourful strips from head till toe... and even got them stuck into my already wet hair! 






I'll KILL you gruesomely Mr. Yellow Williams!!!




  "F*CK YOU, LEO!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I could feel the fumes coming out of my ears and muscles tensing up with all the anger my body buzzed with.




I WILL KILL YOU!




  I zoomed up the only staircase that came to my sight and banged open the door to my left, without checking on it first. 




F*ck checking!... checking my f*cking feet into thrice!!!




  Summersaulting all the way to the bed in the middle, I landed just fine and aimed a punch towards the slight bump under the comforter on the pillow. 

  "What the-?" The figure rose, almost head butting me. 

  "WHY IS THERE A PARTY GOING ON AT THIS TIME OF NIGHT?!" My voice was so loud and venomous that I'm sure Lord Hades would be in sixes and sevens to appoint me as the 'soul puller' in his world. 

  "A-r-ia.. what-?" But before he could utter other word, my body took control and I landed the aimed punch onto his face, knocking his lights out.



















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He wore a loose black silk shirt with leather cuffs and black trousers.However, he got better the more I looked. His rich chocolate hair that had tousled griminess which promised finesse. He had strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick, it could be illegal.And then his eyes- they were deep and catastrophic, a vivid baby blue as a great body of water that softly melted into a milky green. This close, I could see the flecks of silver in his eyes. He had distinct cheekbones and an angular jaw, his pale skin made him look devilishly handsome.

  "You've got yourself a challenge, Mr. Yellow" I declared, tilting my head sideways.

  He stopped, gave me a once over and what burst from his lips was a chortle, he clearly was amused.

----------Cut Cut Cut!----------

  Blunt and bold... two very precise words for Ms. Aria Pink Gorger. 

  New and handsome... two very precise words for Mr. Leo Yellow Williams. 

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