It was a cool evening night on the first of November you, BF, and GF were sitting on some speakers and admiring the sunset.

This view's so pretty, almost as pretty as you...

Why did I sign up to come here again?

Eh? To watch the sunset?

You're awfully corny!! I like it.

You then see GF eye BF's hand.

Don't say it.

Also, your hand's really low.

You then sighed.

Well, she didn't say it too weirdly.

Oh shit, my bad—

Move it lower.

Dammit why?

She laughed at you, and you look back towards the view and tried your best to ignore what was about to happen.

Ohh it's like that huh?! Well, come here babe—

A gun click is heard. This grabbed your attention.

Who's there?

I knew I'd find you here you lil shit. And heya, (Y/N), how's it rolling?

It was Pico.

He is a young, light-skinned man with rounded ginger hair and distinctive white eyes with no pupils. He wears a green shirt, beige pants, and a pair of maroon sneakers with orange laces. He wields a gun in one hand and holds a microphone in the other with his thumb pointing out.

Can't a man not catch a break for one week?

Pico? Of all people...

You laughed, but for all the wrong reasons.

Huh!? Who are you three?! What's going on, how does BF know you?

What did I do now man?!

Nothin' to me, but pops coughed up the dough, and you know me, heheh.

Well, that's just great.

Bringing your goons along with you huh?

You were one letter away from gettin' lit up like a suburb in December.

Darnell wears a purple shirt with long, yellow sleeves and blue pants. He has blue and white shoes and he is a dark-skinned man.

I'd like to see you try.

He then gets uneasy.

Wow, you're pathetic! Look at you cower! Bet if I tossed you, in that intergalactic portal you wouldn't last an hour.

: AYE, THAT'S THE (Y/N) I KNOW, TAKE THAT FATASS SKANK! I bring my boys with me wherever I go, no matter the difficulty of the task!

More like the difficulty of the songs.

You pull out a pair of blocky-shades and put em on... Here's a copy.

Nice one (Y/N).

I think I've burned enough fuel for tonight.

: He meant boy and girl!

Nene has slanted white eyes and short, black hair with a pink headband. She wears a pink overall skirt with a light pink long sleeve shirt underneath, light pink socks, and pink shoes with heart decorations on the sides.

Funk up.

Okay!

She beams.

I feel concerned about your health Nene.

Anyway, as the realest muhfunka on the rooftop was sayin'... Jobs like this have been scarce, so lemme play with my food a little.

What happened to the Taydenite I gave you?

Got bored of it, and jobs like this have been scarce, so lemme play with my food a little, bro. Hey fatty, lay down a beat! If we jam, y'all live...

And if we don't?

You gettin' merc'd.

Seems fair to me, so let's hit it.

Nene and the other boy, that isn't worth your time, stand next to the ever-present boomboxes.

Okay cool, I don't hate you.

Wait, wait, wait, hold on... You mentioned "pops" a minute ago... who is that?

Really? Take a wild guess.

It's her dad, right?

He just simply nods. He then says to others without waiting.

I was talm bout your pops, shorty.

wuh HUH!?

Wait... so you guys are related?

Damm... dense much, and how the funk did you come to that conclusion?

You and Pico high-five each other.

Come on man... Lemme spell it out for you, DUMBASS. You are blood money to me. Your girl's dad hired me to take you out—

Wait to like dinner or—

Will you chill-ax and, like, listen for once in your goddamn life. LET HIM FINISH!! DAMN.

He hired me to kill you. Said you embarrassed him but he won't tell me what for.

All I did was out-rap him like the sexy beast I am...

You just face-palmed...

As I said once, he'd be back.

That's petty as heck in hindsight. But money is money, and murder funking' rocks!

Your not wrong I do like some murder every other day.

Everyone dropped the conversation and stared at you.

In video games for funks sake.

OHHH...

Aight, next song.

Okay!! The beats was hot, but now I'm losing. Sooo, now YOU'RE gonna be losing... your life...

...

Funk all three of you.

P, why you gotta be like that?

You said that you'd spare us if our songs were heat! You a bitch!

Don't care, changed my mind, suck me.

This is so annoying! Why are white people like this!?

Touche.

Tch, he hasn't changed a bit since we stopped dating.

Since you... what?

You had internally started laughing but didn't let it show externally.

What the— You can't just go around casually mentioning that you f—

W-what...?? GAYS?! what the FUNK?! I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!

WAIT, NENE DON'T JUMP—

Oh, no she don't!

You slam the Ultimatrix twice and go Ultimate Gravattck.

Ultimate Gravattack no longer has legs and floats entirely by manipulating his gravitational field. His skin crust becomes more jagged, as crests and peaks form on the surface. His planetary core is engulfed in his mouth now, with a red spiral circling outwards. His hands are much larger than Gravattack's. The most notable change, however, are the three smaller orbiting planetoids that spawn around him, caught in his gravitational field. They each have a little face on them that resembles Gravattack's original form in orbit mode.

Ultimate Gravattack.

You made the gravity of her legs way less than they should have been, in turn making her float. You tried to give her a thumbs up but she looked away sacred.

I'll be back.

You heard Pico yelling which you knew would be problematic.

Hey Ne, do you hate me?

She was so quiet that you could probably hear a pin drop, even from up here.

I don't expect an answer but just know I'd never hate you. You have been a good friend. Even with your depression.

She slightly nodded.

How is that? Your depression I mean.

She nodded a 'no' and it made you feel really guilty.

(Y/N)?

Her words got you out of your thoughts.

Y-yeah?

I know what your thinking... a-and it's not your fault.

B-but it is. I could have prevented this.

Prevented life?

W-well when you put it that way. I-I guess not.

Exactly, you can't prevent the internal problem we have.

Heh, thanks I think I needed that, and seriously just 'cause you three were a tag team back in high school doesn't mean you still need to follow him 'round all the time.

I know... but he's just so cool and fun to be 'round.

Can't argue with that. He was fun to be 'round up until I found out about the, you know what.

But then why do you still hang 'round BF?

Well, to be honest, he kinda drags me around everywhere, and he's also a danger magnet, and unlike Pico and myself, he don't have a way to defend himself.

You were flying back as Ghostfreak, and that's because when Pico starts yelling, trouble usually follows.

OKAY I'M TIRED OF PLAYING FAIR, I'M ACTUALLY JUST FINNA KILL YOU! FUNK THE MONEY, I JUST WANT YOU GONE!

Before he could shoot you turn intangible and grabbed what you thought was all his bullets.

Somethin' wrong? Perhaps missing a bullet or two?

You gotta be pullin' my nuts here. Whatever, let's throw hands.

Oh... gladly.

You transformed into Kickin' Hawk.

Kickin' Hawk resembles a combination of a rooster and a hawk. He has sharp black claws on his toes and talons on his hands, as well as two larger talons protruding from his arms. He has red eyes and a short orange-ish beak and is covered in dark brown feathers. He also has a white-brown Mohawk and belly. He wears a red mask, a red belt with a white stripe, and black briefs.

Let's see what you've learned while I was away.

We exchanged uppercuts and kicks.

Not bad, but you seem to forget something. That about the bullets, you should know that I always have extra bullets.

You went wide-eyed. He fired a bullet and time seemed to freeze. It was going to hit Girlfriend square in the head.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

It was milometers away from her head but you jumped in the way try to hit it back, but it hit you square in your foot.

Ack! You, gah, okay?

Your foot burned like hell, but you didn't care. All you cared about is that GF was safe. She nodded and did something that you will remember till this day. Pico was getting ready for another shot until...

Not so fast!

...!!

He was stunned literally and figuratively. You transformed back.

You belong to the Dearest family now.

Boyfriend stared at her with a very confused face.

But wasn't it... Woah that just got meta, but wait... I thought?

Uhm... erhm... Yeah so turns out I'm not adopted haha! Just promise you won't tell anyone okay?

... Bet.

Well, gah... don't suppose you have any demon magic that heals this ol' leg of mine? Heh, couldn't even get a sing-off.

Even with your foot throbbing, you were glad enough to make a joke before you fainted. You still have a scar of where that bullet penetrated your skin.

(Y/N), (Y/N) WAKE UP!!!

Doll we need an ambulance and fast.

It was now mid November and we were heading someplace that had a good sunset to watch.

Hey BF, (Y/N), they're playin my momma's song on the radio! You two vibin' with it?

Yee yee, I'm rockin' with it!

It's... yeah it's lit.

Y'know, GF? I don't think I've ever been with someone who makes me as happy as you do. It's so nice having someone as clingy as me by my side.

That is why you two like each other.

I wouldn't say I'm clingy, I'm just here to see you kick ass and not die!

Heh, get recked.

You said with a smug look on your face. BF stared at GF, dumbfounded.

...

What's with the face? It's the truth.

Right.

Speaking of relationships... what did you do to Pico a few weeks ago?

You looks down to your knee which still hurt due to the bullet.

Oh him? Well, you know the shadow realm from Yu-Gi-Oh? It's essentially like that. He isn't suffering or anything, but he belongs to us... Me specifically.

So... let me guess... pocket dimension under your control?

Aight, that's real sus. Why are you having another man around all the time huh?

What?

Other than you bro.

Are you dense? Why are you jumping to conclusions all defensively?

That might have not been the wisest wording on her part, but seriously how dense can a person be?

I might have him around all the time, but he isn't even able to interact with me unless I say so.

None of this seems right to me. The last couple of things you just said make me doubt your feelings for me.

Come on now! Even if we've been dating for less than three months doesn't mean shit—

She must have realized a moment too late that her words probably aren't helping.

You're saying that I don't mean shit!?

NO! UGH, YOU'RE BEING ANNOYING THAT'S NOT EVEN WHAT I MEANT—

You had to admit, her word choice sucked and was kinda stupid, but the duo got intervened either way.

OKAY THAT'S ENOUGH BOTH OF YOU, CALM THE FUNK DOWN.

She's admitted she's never heard you sound that vicious so she shut up and so did BF. You sighed and continued.

C'mon don't tell me one argument is gonna tear you two apart. It's like those past three months meant nothin'. And we all know that's not true. You know... I would have quite the sing ordeal a long time ago, but wa—

There was a sudden thud was heard on the roof.

Oh, come on I was giving an emotional speech.

Wait, did you hear that?

No duh.

Don't waste yer time believin' her.

Who's there?

Uh~ the backup singer.

She had a very flirty voice and you hated every second of it.

What the—?! Who's there?!

Also, you're grounded, 'member? Your father and I own that ginger now. YOU can't use him.

Momma??

Mommy Mearest has a demonic-looking appearance with purple skin, black eyes with red glowing pupils, and long auburn hair with several pointed ends and a curved cowlick. She wears a form-fitting red dress underneath a black jacket, black thigh-high heel boots, a black garter belt, golden hoop earrings, a golden necklace, and a pair of golden bracelets on each wrist. She has dark red lipstick on and sharp red-painted fingernails. She clutches a microphone in her right hand.

I really don't wanna listen to this music anymore.

It's me, honey! I'm crashin' this party.

Not on my watch.

T-THAT'S YOUR MOM????

YEAH?? DON'T GET ANY IDEAS.

Don't intend to.

You said while putting one hand in front of the other making it look like a punch.