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???: *static-y* is . . . . . Fix. . . . ye . . . ?

???2: *static-y* no. . . . . . . . . . Giv- . . . . . Driver.

???: he-. . . . . . . . . . . .

Suddenly the screen turns on to reveal crack and static, but ignoring that we can see a heavily damaged room that had some weird fires and scratch marks, the were also some strange violet fires around. Then our veiw starts to move onto a familiar 8-bit face.

E: ah! It WORKS!

Insomnia can then be seen behind him

insomnia: how can you tell?

E turned and looked at his demon.

E: lights not flickering anymore.

Insomnia stares at E.

Insomnia: . . . . . . . . Eh alright.

E: also I like the new look.

Insomnia: huh?

E: . . . . . . You got a new look.

Insomnia: no. . . . I didn't?

E let's his arm drop causing the camera to now be pointed at the damaged cement floor.

E: really?

Insomnia: yeah. I've always looked like this.

E: mmm . . . . no . . . . . .

Insomnia: what do you mean no?

E: I mean that before this-

E aimed the camera up and showed the entire damaged room.

E: You didn't look like this.

E then flipped the camera and turned it to aim at insomnia. Who looked at the cracked glass. . . . . . .

E: well don't just stand there, say hi!

Insomnia awkwardly raised a hand and waved. As question marks formed around his his head.

Insomnia: um. . . . . Hi?

E: fuck it's all static-y. . . . . Eh anyways I'll show you . . . You later cause right now-

The sound of something moving can be heard along with a feminine groan.

E: we've got someone to deal with.

Insomnia: fine. . . . . In the meantime you might as well let the readers do their part.

E: and what's that?

Insomnia said nothing and slowly turned his head to look at E.

Insomnia: . . . . . . . .

E: . . . . . Oh. . . . . . . Well fuck. . . . . . . . . . I'm schtew-phid.

Well let's see if I can jog your guys memory. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Fuck. . . . . Give me a minute . . .

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I'll pick that up later

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Ah here we go *clears throat* lets see, ummm oh right.

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FUCK!

*BIG sigh* give me another moment

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Alright this one should be the right one let me just make sure.

Let's see *mumbling* Main reader's a badass *more mumbling* has a makeshift harem *even more mumbling* post apo- AHA!!! Post apocalyptic areana ran by a power hungry bitch here it is. Alright *clears throat again*

E:FUCK! How the fuck do you say this!

Insomnia: wielding.

E: Oh . . . . . . Thanks *clears throat*

Alright you brought up? Good.

Now I'm sorry if I'm a little rusty, but I'll give it my best!

Y/n

. . . . . . . Wait a minute . . . . . What? . . . . .

I stared at the guy infront of me, he had heavily tanned skin, but not from sun tanning, it looked like it was naturally tanned. He looked around to be in his 40's to 50's. He had a beard and mustache, but it was more stubble then actual hair. Speaking of which, his hair was almost the same as mine. Except he had some lightly gray areas on his sides, probably because of his age. Then I notice some scars on his face. The most noticeable one he had was a deep cut on his right cheek that looked like it was going from his mouth to his ear.

but it practically looked heal.

I was to distracted to notice thay as I was looking at his face, he was doing the same to mine. His eyes widened then he squinted as he was looking at me from my hair, my skin, to some slight stubble that had began to grow on my chin from me not being able to shave. After staring at each of for a while I decided to speak first.

Y/n: . . . . T-. . . . . . .Tío alvaro?

As I said that his eyes widedn. And I swear in the corner of my eyes I could see the other people he came with quickly turn to look at me. The girl's eyes were wide. I watched as he, shakily, put a hand In his hair.

Alvaro: . . . . . T- . . . . . . Tramposo?

I let out a small gasp and took a step back, I looked at the ground, everything was shaking. I looked back up at the guy. . . . . .

???: Y/N!

I sat up from my bed as I heard my dad yelling my name.

E: Sí pa?

I yelled from my room as I rubbed my eyes, then I moved to the corner of my bed and stretch a bit, I was a good stretch too, I could tell cause I heard some pops. I yawned a bit and strached my side.

Dad: come on down mijo breakfasts almost ready.

My eyes shot open and I quickly stood up, and put on some clothes, them being a pair of shorts and a grey tank top. I grabbed my phone to see what was on it. It was about to be 10 and it was a Saturday.

Y/n: Yes! No school.

Besides that I had some messages from Beatrice. I put my phone in my pocket and opened my room door and started to head down stairs. As I was walking down the stairs I could hear something sizzling.

Dad: ah! Hot! hot! hot!

When I reached the bottom of the stair I saw my dad in the kitchen, he was tanned, had some dark black hair, and he was fairly buff, from his work.

He was taking some, still hot, bacon out of a pan and putting them on three plates that had toast and some scrambled eggs.

Y/n: old school breakfast?

I asked as my dad looked at me with his fingers in his mouth, probably trying to cool them down.

Dad: yeah, hehe, it the only thing I know to cook.

Y/n: you right.

I took a seat at the table as my dad gave me an offened look.

Dad: you weren't supposed to agree with me.

I forked some eggs and then put the egg in my mouth, not as crunchy as normal.

Y/n: you forgot some shell.

I smirked as I kept eating. He also smirked and shook his head.

Dad: ay, mijo. . .

He said and walked over to me, then he shuffled my hair.

Dad: your just like me! Always enjoying the little things

He smiled at me and I smiled back as I kept eating eggs with shell, then I smelt something.

Y/n: Crap! Dad the stove!

His head darted over to the stove and we both saw that it was Slightly smoking.

Dad: Aw shit!

He quickly went over and turned it off while trying to push the smoke out the near by window.

I shook my head and pulled out my phone as I bit into some, semi-burnt, toast.

I unlocked my phone and decided to check out the messages from Beatrice.

"Heh, it's funny I only came here a month ago and I already made some good friends." I thought as I checked out her messages. The latest message was around midnight, I was way to asleep, from working on my "project" in the backyard.

Beatrice: hey y/n. I was wondering if you needed any help on any homework?

I thought for a minute . . . . . . " I am falling a little behind on geometry."

I then decided to text back.

Y/n: hmm . . . . . What do you know about geometry?

I decided to git up and grab myself a glass of juice, after that I came back and sat down with my glass of (f/j).

(F/j)= favorite juice.

I took a sip as I got a message. I was about to swallow my juice but then I saw the message.

Beatrice: little too nothing, but hey wanna come over and 👉👌.

I quickly spat out my juice and started having a coughing fit.

My dad noticed and quickly ran by me.

Dad: Y/n! You okay?!

While still coughing I gave a thumbs up. I was also hiding my phone, and looking down at the ground. I could tell that my face was all red because of how hot I felt. What the hell! This wasn't like Beatrice!

Y/n: ye- *cough cough* y-yeah, I'm okay. Just got *cough* surprised.

I kept looking down as I saw my dad's shoes.

Dad: you sure?

Y/n: *weakly* yeah.

Just then a knock was heard at the door.

Dad: alright, I'm gonna go get that, enjoy your breakfast.

I felt him pat my back and then saw his shoes go to the front door. I straightened up and felt my phone vibrate multiple times. I was a little scared to see what Beatrice was typing, but I looked anyways.

Beatrice: OH MY GOD!!!

Beatrice: THAT WASNT ME!

Beatrice: VERONICA GOT MY PHONE WHILE I WAS BUSY!

beatrice: I AM SO SORRY!!

I sighed with releaf and slumped down on my chair. "Oh thank God, it was just veronica. " I thought. . . . . . "Wait a minute."

Just then I heard my dad coming back into the kitchen he was talking with some one.

Dad: Ey Y/n, guess who's here.

I raised an eyebrow and then my dad got lightly shoved out of the way. And there stood a tanned man, wearing jeans and a sweater with a red shirt underneath. He had hair similar to mine except he had some gray hair on the sides of his head. He was tanned, and he had what looked like a small beard and mustache growing.

Valerio: Heya tramposo!

E pops out from the bottom of the cameras veiw with both arms raised.

E: YEAH BABY! I'M BACK!!! WHOOO!

Insomnia walked in from the side of the veiw.

Insomnia: yeah. And It only took you half a year to write this.

E turns and quickly points an arm at Insomnia.

E: Oi! Shut, it's not my fault I had to deal with the bitch demon!

Suddenly a Purpilished light came from the right side of the camera

???: Who the fuck you callin' a bitch!?

E jumped and quickly got in a boxing position.

E: Ah!!- FUCK OFF SHE DEMON!!

???: aw~ call me that again and let's see how far we can get in the sheets sweetheart~

E: . . . . . . . *deep inhale* . . . . . . . . . . . . . . AHHHHHHH!!!- *runs away*

???: hehe~ oh how I love teasing him.

Insomnia: yeah in case you guys couldn't tell E got a new demon. Meet Sil.

Insomnia grabs the camera by the lens and and turns it to the right to reveal a new figure. They took a pose and looked at the camera.

Sil: Heya there sugars~

Insomnia turned the camera to face him again.

Insomnia: she's his . . . . . . Lust . . . . Demon. As for her voice, we don't know why but she just had a southern accent.

Sil: cause it's sexy as fuck ya' black skeleton.

Insomnia said nothing and just stared at Sil, she did the same realizing what she just said.

Insomnia: that was-

Sil: yeah, that was ma bad. It sounded better in ma head.

Insomnia: I'm gonna end the recording now.

Meanwhile E could be seen running while the bearly audible sound of him screaming can be heard.