Mobius Online 2

[Inbazuro]

Hey, look large text. The following story may contain foul language, suggestive themes, and gay stuff.
Hey look, red edit. Just throwing this out there, but if you read this story, please post and review it. You all care about and have conversations in TCC and BW topics, but... It's almost comedic how I have to friggin go Billy Mays on people just so people notice this damn thing.
So, This story takes place a WHILE after Blurred line and the events of SA6...

And I thought I'd give a little backstory before starting it...

So, Jaws appeared in the Tower, owned by Tech, by some concequence of the universe beginning to crumble. So, Tech's all "O shit, I have to go back in time and fuck things up more somehow to prevent this." So he does... and he grabs an assistant to go with him. (Cloak kid, anyone?)

So, Max and Nehmo experiment in a spirit world and find a little village, in which they pull out a unique looking creature that they bring back to the tower and surprise Tech with. So, they call Lukas, Who is a Lucario that they captured from the same area, to teach this thing english telepathically. And OMG ITZ KLONOA. So he says he wants to go home, but he later finds out that all of his friends want to kill him for some reason.

SO, Luke and his GF, who's this hot Female Lucario that owns her own martial arts studio, and M, who's this gay GRAY FOX that they hang out with a lot, They all come up with a solution to move Jaws and Klonoa away from the tower. Results?

This.

Also, I'll be attempting a lot of dry humor and awkward situations throughout the story, mostly after the first few chapters, though.

Home 2.0

"You asked Tech if I could live with you?" Was the voice in the excited tone.

"Well, it's a huge house, and he said it has 5 bedrooms or something-"

"YES! I can get out of this hell-hole!"

Who are these two? Well, right now you couldn't really tell, they are not acting their usual selves. But nevertheless, I know who they are, and that's all you need to know for now. Who am I? Me. You might not know who I am, but I know who I am, and that's all your need to know for now. So, hearing this conversation from behind the door, I decided to barge in.

"Pack up," I always speak very brief. That's just the way I do everything. Execution of my duties are always quick... but still painful.

"Tech, you're letting me live with him?" The tuxedo cat in one of the tower's agent uniforms asks.

"He asked," Again, two words. Simple and effective, "There's room."

"My bags are right there," The younger one says, "You said there was... some surprise for us there?"

Ah, a question that requires some more words for an answer, as this one does not settle for a "yes," or a "wait and see." He requires information, which I admire.

So I answer, "Max, Nehmo, and I worked out a little something that you guys might enjoy. You'll see it there, don't worry."

By now, the cat is already in his room stuffing his clothes and things into a suitcase. By his excited hyperactivity, which is a rare side of him, I can tell this won't take long.

And of course it doesn't. About 13.5426 seconds after that last thought, the cat drags a suitcase and a backpack, drops them and takes off his Tower-granted jacket, revealing a grey T-shirt underneath. Of course, the bright blue military-cap looking hat that he's wearing backwards certainly stands out. This has always seemed extremely off the wall to me, and it puzzles me, ever since I first saw that hat, who the hell would make a military cap in bright colors? A baseball cap, I could understand, but this one has the distinct flat top of a military cap... We still haven't used military caps for thousands of years, it's pure pop-fashion.

"Hey, dude, I found another hat of yours," The cat points out sarcastically.

"Um..." Verbal pauses, they annoy me, "I think we should get going soon."

And I agreed. But as we turned for the door, I knew we weren't leaving just yet. Sure enough, I hear quiet, fast footsteps running in this direction. The subject arrived...

"Hey Reeya!" Shouts the young one as the female lucario walks into the room.

"Hey, Klonoa!" She responds. They run at eachother for a hug.

Reeya had always been like a close relative of the boy, always a sympathetic soul and a guiding voice for the time he had been here. But their bond wasn't like family, it wasn't like friendship either. From their emotional mindset, the only way I can describe their feelings toward each other would be "casual love." This would mean that they do feel the emotional bond known as "love," but they do not take it seriously, and mostly conceal it, although they both are aware of it's presence in one another.
But to put it simply, He's 12, she's 17, they know they shouldn't be together.

Have you noticed I sound like a robot? Well, if that's what you've thought so far, you're wrong. I'm more advanced. My name is Myles Prometheus Owwer, if you don't know who I am, you don't live here.

But should I continue relaying their conversation? All of that above only took about 1.243 seconds to think... onward.

"I wanted to go with you to see where you're going to be living!" She spoke in an excited voice, "You know, so I know where to go when I want to visit you."

"Tech says there's going to be just a few other people living there too," Klonoa mentioned to her, "So we'll have to meet them."

"What kind of people, Tech?" She turns to me...

"I haven't been to the house, myself. I haven't met them," I have never, in the history of my existence, answered such a question with "I don't know." This, also, is a way of dodging telling a lie.

Beyond that, no further questions. Reeya came with us to the new home. Conveniently, it was near her hometown, and she had been in the area before, but this specific house was special. This specific house remained undamaged through over a hundred years of re-forestation projects, and now sat right in the middle of a large forest, with a path leading into the city. We opted to take an off-road car onto the long trail, with plans to leave it there for them to use. Of course, when we arrived, Max and Nehmo were standing around the porch. What I expected was that Jaws realized what house this was. It was the same one he had lived in a hundred years ago. When they got out of the car, Jaws looked up to the house and shouted various forms of "OH MY GOD!" He started laughing and hugged Klonoa, thanking him for inviting him to live there. After that ordeal, max ran up to him and casually spoke.

"Hey guys!" He greeted. They greeted back obviously, then he continued, pointing out their bags "Hey, I'll get your suitcases and take those inside, just bring the car around back and come up front. That's yours now, just a little addition to everything else we're giving you."

"Klonoa," Jaws spoke openly, "You said something about a surprise waiting for you here?"

"That's what Tech said," Klonoa modestly replied

"Oh, there's a bit of a surprise, that's for sure!" Max answered, "Go check out the back, then come back here."

We pulled up in the driveway behind the house, Which both of the black furred kids were stunned at the astonishing decoration that was the patio that stretched behind the house to the yard on the side.

"That was not there when I lived here last," Jaws commented.

I turned off the car and told them to walk around the house. Klonoa was actually starting to get excited, I could tell he was running a few thoughts through his head of what it would be like to live out here. Reeya was still with us, but stayed mostly silent. By the time we all got to the front, things got louder.

"WHOA!" was the first exclamation from Klonoa as he saw what...or rather "who" was waiting for him. Jaws and Reeya kept smiles on their faces as they knew this was a joyful reunion.

So there stood a relatively tall, lanky golden furred wolf, and a shorter, timid looking girl.

"Hey, kid," The wolf greeted as the wide eyed and open jawed Klonoa stood in front of him.

"GUNTZ!" Was Klonoa's response as he ran up and grabbed him. Almost amusing to me, but there's no way for me to show it.

Guntz shoved Klonoa off of him, and I could easily tell he's hiding his smile when he says, "Don't EVER do that again!"

And then the girl, who did not greet him. When Klonoa finished chuckling at Guntz' response, he turned to her, and she smiled a glad, but shy smile.

"See that?" Reeya transmitted to me, obviously sharing my thoughts, "Love, the easiest emotion for me to sense from others." It was. Even without advanced telepathic powers, my ways of determining people's emotions always went clearest on "love." It's a powerful emotion, more so than hate.

Klonoa smiled a similar smile back, and they hugged tight for a while. As they let go of each other, Guntz walked up to us observers. He looked me dead in the eye first, and as we stood face to face, I could almost hear their chuckling as they realized how alike we were.

"Guntz," He simply introduced.

"Tech," Was my usual casual introduction, so I stuck with it.

"I've heard about you." These were both of our words, in the same dark tone, the same timings between each syllable, at the exact same time. In my response, I shot my eyes a little more open for a fraction of a second and cocked my head back slightly. HIs response? The exact same.

"I told you he was a lot like you!" Klonoa commented, and I remembered all the times he had described him to me.

"That's almost scary," Reeya added.

"Well," I spoke alone, "From what I've heard, you're-"

"A bounty hunter," He interrupted me, finishing my sentence, "I don't know if I'll be able to do any of that here."

"That's just it," I responded, "I've been looking for more freelance assassins to get a few jobs done. We're in need more than you know." I pulled a holo-band out of my pocket, off and gray, and gave it to him. "This is a Tower Holographic Wristband supercomputing and communication device, Lone Wolf edition. Just call it a Holo-band."

I watched as he strapped it around his wrist, pressing the center and jumping slightly at the hologram that bounced out at him, prompting him with 3 color sliders, he slid them around until he got a not-so-saturated shade of gold, then pressed a confirmation button to lock it back. He looked very interested. I walked past him to greet the girl.

"Hello," She speaks relatively quietly, "My name's Lolo."

"Nice to make your acquaintance" I replied.

"Hey!" Jaws seemed to burst in, smiling his vague smile, "I'm Jaws... I'm gonna be living here with you guys."

"Nice to meet you, Jaws," She responded politely, "I'm Lolo, I'm one of Klonoa's friends."

"Klonoa's a pretty cool kid," Jaws turned around to see Klonoa standing by Reeya as she talked to Guntz, "There's a few things I can't forgive him for, but I've gotten along with him despite that..."

"What did he do?" Lolo asked out of simple curiosity.

"My Idea," I defended, "Long story, It's really not worth telling." Jaws nodded.

I let them talk for a bit as I walked over to Guntz again, who seemed to be getting some more attention now from Max and Nehmo. Klonoa seemed to notice and ran over to Lolo to talk to her more.

"I have a boyfriend, if that's what your after," was what I first heard from Reeya as I walked up.

"Oh, I wasn't-" Guntz tried to defend himself, but cut himself off. Nehmo turned to talk to me as Guntz rambled.

"Think this guy can handle a cult? It sounds like he can't even handle a chick," He joked. I waited a few seconds to respond, only to be distracted by a loud "HEY!" and a grunt from Guntz as he bent forward, holding his stomach and stumbled toward me, falling. I caught him, helped him up as he coughed a few times, still holding his stomach.

"I never said it was bad to be flat!" He defended in between coughs, "I just said I don't like that."

"Fuck you," Reeya blankly spoke as she glared at him.

"Hey, Be glad she just punched you in the stomach," Nehmo had to comment, "I've seen her do worse to guys."

"I've never once had the urge to react like that right away," Guntz tried to regain his posture, "You're manlier than I am..."

And she responded with what Nehmo implied, and Guntz shouted as he slumped over, wincing.

"I'm sorry!" Was all he could say between breaths.

Almost amusing.

Reeya seemed pleased by this, and as she stood, her tone lightened. "I believe in second chances, Guntz. Would you like to start over?"

"Wait..." He stumbled over to the porch steps and sat down.

Nehmo went over to get a chance to talk with him.

"Ever gotten shot, hunter?"

"Yes, I have," Guntz regained his voice slowly.

"Which is worse?"

"This..."

"Hm, I would imagine being kicked in the nuts by a girl who invented her own form of martial arts would be quite painful."

"Have you ever-"

"No."

With that note, I left them to mingle with eachother, took Nehmo and Max with me, and handed this story off to the next person. But before doing so, I muttered one thing to Jaws.

"There's something there for you, too. It's inside."

And my changes took effect.

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The details are very well in this story.

Luckily, my parents didn't catch me reading this, they'd kill me if i read stuff witrh profane language. XDD
Anyway, I'd give you a 5/5 rating for it, you certainly do better than me with writing details.

[Inbazuro]

I ADVERTISE THIS STORY AT KNIFEPOINT.

Chapter 2: Getting settled

Me and Jaws opened the doors, I suppose I was the only one here that was seeing this house for the first time. I guess Jaws had lived here before, and my friends got to stay here for a little while before we got here. But, seeing as Jaws knew his way around, he gave us a tour, pointing out things that were different along the way. He said there were some minor differences, decoration and household items that had changed, but everything was in the same place.
There were things like a piano being different, the sink in the kitchen being "cooler looking" according to him, he said the TV in one room was bigger than it was before...

I liked the house. It was big, bigger than the past places I've lived, and it was all to ourselves, as different as we were. I liked that little fact.

But as soon as we all headed upstairs, Jaws froze in place, I was behind everyone, and the stairs turned around a landing, so I could just see him through the bars standing still. When I got to the top, I saw what he was staring at.

A pink girl, about as tall as he was, standing and smiling.

"Hey," she said. Her voice was pretty bright, but I could tell she was happy. "What took you so long to get up here?"

Jaws dashed for her and hugged her. They held each other for a while. I just watched. It was nice seeing that this was a reunion for him, too. He bombarded her with questions after he let go of her.

"How did you get here? Did you know I was gone? Were you in this house before they got here? Did Tech plan this out?"

"I'm kind of confused about all of that, too, right now," she started, "I don't really remember what happened right before I got here, or right after. I just know that Tech's brother took me back here, and these two were waiting around... there was this blue... guy talking to them too..."

"Blue guy?" Jaws asked I knew who she was talking about, I just wasn't sure.

"Yeah, that's..." Guntz tried to answer before I did, "Um... I forget his name..."

"Lukas?" I thought I'd add to help him.

"Luke!" Guntz repeated, "Yeah, he's the one who taught us to speak english so fast."

"You know, He discovered that language thing with me," I thought I'd get a little bragging in. I didn't listen for Guntz's response after, I was listening to Jaws and that girl talking.

"So what do you think about living with these guys?" Jaws posed another question.

"Oh, I love having more people around," she said, "It's less lonely. I haven't met your friend in the blue there, though." She pointed at me. Jaws gave me a little smirk that told me to step up. While I started to, Jaws muttered, "Yes, you have."

As I came up, smiling, she looked at me closer.

"You're pretty cute," She complimented, I tried not to blush, I get that a lot... "And I think you look kind of familiar..."

Now, I thought I'd just catch her off guard, "I saved you from a mass murder a hundred years ago."

She cocked her head back in shock. Jaws reminded her even more, "This is the game over kid! He's actually pretty cool to hang around with."

"You're..." Amy smiled, "You're that kid in the cloak... without the cloak..."

"The game's been over," I commented, and thought of introducing myself "So... I'm Klonoa," I held out my hand. She grabbed it and shook.

"Klo-no-a..." She pronounced it, "That's a really cool name! I'm Amy Rose."

"Nice meeting you, Amy," I tried to stay polite, It was my general... thing to try and be nice as much as I can. Especially since knows me as the kid who tried to kill her boyfriend.

So now that we've all met eachother and knew what the house was like, We had the task of assigning rooms.

The upstairs was arranged like this: You come up the stairs to the left most part of a square room. In this square room, there are four doorways, From your position at the top of the stairs, the closest left one is a bathroom, the one just next to that, also on the left side, is a bedroom with two beds and another bedroom through a door, more left from the room, now, South, if we're speaking "front is north", of that is a storage room that had some exercising equipment in it, then east, or right, of that room was the bathroom... So those four rooms form a square of interconnected rooms. The right side had two doors, each was a bedroom, one slightly larger than the other, and they were both connected by a door on the rightmost side of them. Also, The larger bedroom had a door that lead into the closet of the room with two beds....
It's more simple than it sounds...

Jaws remembered what his room was before, and said he's prefer to keep it. He recommended the room next to it, the larger one, for me... I thought that was cool, so I said yes to that...

Then the other Side, I guess, would be established as the girl's side. Despite there being two beds in one room, Lolo preferred seclusion, and opted for the smaller room on the end by herself. Amy apparently got the same room she did before. That left Guntz. There was one more bed open, and that was in Amy's room. I'd wonder if Amy would mind an assassin wolf sleeping with her... or... would Jaws mind?

But Guntz chose something else. He stated clearly, "I don't need a room."

Through some questioning, He basically said he didn't mind not having a bedroom, and if there wasn't a bed he could have for himself, he'd prefer to sleep on a couch or on the floor in some room.

Jaws of course had to make a joke, "Well, I think having a bounty hunter sleeping in the living room right by the front door would be good for security, eh?"

Well, it would all work out in the night. We all unpacked our stuff into drawers. Jaws didn't really have much besides two sweater jackets, a couple pairs of Jeans and about 12 shirts, plus a reasonable amount of socks, t-shirts and that stuff. So he kept his things in 3 drawers of his 8 drawer dresser, Guntz was able to store his clothes in Jaws' dresser as well, so that worked out.

We had fun for a while, talking to eachother, Some of us watched TV, Jaws spent a little while on his laptop, Guntz had brought his gun collection along, and I was not surprised. Tech had left me some handheld game systems, and tons of stuff to go with them, which was pretty cool, Jaws helped me with some walkthroughs and tips from his laptop. But, hours passed and the evening rolled around, and we were all pretty hungry. Tech was a genius when prepping this house for us, he left us a kitchen full of food stuff, drinks in the refrigerator, condiments, vegetables and a few different types of meat packaged all there... And to top that off, a cookbook on the counter to tell us what to do.

We all listed our opinions on food, and Jaws ended up winning with his suggestion of something asian. Though the idea of something traditional got shot down, since we were all hungry. So something quick would have to do. Chicken fried rice seemed appropriate.

We were all like a family. Table set, talking about interests and stuff, sharing. It was interesting. The first day and this felt so much like a natural home.

I only have Tech to thank for thinking of bringing us all together like this.

Later, we watched some movie I really didn't care for, In fact I sat next to Lolo in this pile of pillows and beanbags, since the couch and the chair were taken... And she fell asleep, leaning on me. As tired and bored as I was, I kept my eyes open just by looking at her. Friendship, if it was, I liked having her around. She's real mellow and just overall a nice person. I don't really think that our personalities fit that well, though. I was, sure, recently I've been pretty withheld and timid, but I'm usually pretty outgoing, I usually try to stand out... Lolo just doesn't seem to fit with me like that, but I can't help but like her, I mean I like the way she is, I'm just not sure if we'd make a good couple, to other people... Well, maybe... I don't even know why I'm thinking about that.

I ended up falling asleep near the end, and was woken up after by Guntz, saying that we should head upstairs. I nudged Lolo and she slowly opened her eyes, Smiling at me. I love her face... I need to stop dragging that into this...

I walked her upstairs to her room, then went back to mine... I shut the separating door between me and Jaws' room, though I couldn't lock it.

Not even a full day here, and it feels like a near perfect home.

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(I caught myself talking with the text in this, and Jason should know that's good)

Man, i wish my first move would have been that way...

Anyway, once again, it's very detailed and... I'm starting to get a little confused... are you changing perspectives? I thought you were talking form Tech's perspective in the fisrt, and now iot sounds like your talking from Klonoa's...

And here's what I mean:

Klonoa smiled a similar smile back, and they hugged tight for a while. As they let go of each other, Guntz walked up to us observers. He looked me dead in the eye first, and as we stood face to face, I could almost hear their chuckling as they realized how alike we were.

"The game's been over," I commented, and thought of introducing myself "So... I'm Klonoa," I held out my hand. She grabbed it and shook.

So, i'm guessing you're changing the perspectives, right?

[Inbazuro]

(I caught myself talking with the text in this, and Jason should know that's good)

Man, i wish my first move would have been that way...

Anyway, once again, it's very detailed and... I'm starting to get a little confused... are you changing perspectives? I thought you were talking form Tech's perspective in the fisrt, and now iot sounds like your talking from Klonoa's...

Yes, this story's gimmick is that it switches perspectives every chapter... or so... And characters WILL break the fourth wall with this principle.
It's a little bit of a hook, you know, so they have to read a little to figure out who's talking, then once you figure it out, you want to know more of their take on things. Notice I use less vocabulary with Klonoa, and... no timing in decimals.

[Inbazuro]

New chapter, this is one of the first ones where I utilize some comedy and break some wallz.

Chapter 3: News.

Sticking with me again? Fine...

So I woke up about 8 for some reason, It seemed early for me considering I had nothing to do. Well, I didn't wake up, Guntz came in and prodded me to wake up. He looked half asleep himself, I have a tendency to pull blankets off from myself when I sleep for some reason. Probably because my dreams are very physical, not as interesting as they used to be, though.

I also got into the habit of sleeping clothesless for some reason. What? Is that a bad thing? Fortunately, My blanket was still partially covering me when Guntz walked in, so it saved me some embarrassment.

I don't get how Jaws can be so shameless when it comes to privacy, he only needs privacy when he has a headache or if he's mad an needs to think, he doesn't care about being naked or anything. Part of it is that, and he's kind of open about this, but he loves himself or something, he thinks he's sexy.

It's almost funny... Wow, I sound like Tech...

Well, back to the story.

"Get up," Guntz talked sleepily, "If you want to take a shower, Amy's in there now, she'll be done soon probably. We're supposed to be expecting guests today, Lolo was the only one that knew... And she didn't bother to tell me before I decided to stay up until 4 in the morning..."

He strutted out and walked down the stairs, yelling at vaguely anyone to ask if we had coffee... Irritable, hateful, yet lovable Guntz.

I sat up, keeping the blanket over my lap, as the door was wide open. even if it was closed, the one connecting Jaws' room to mine was wide open, and sure enough, Jaws bursted through, no clothes, obviously, still damp as if he had just gotten out of the shower.

"Morning, Klonoa..." Jaws greeted me in a... not very happy way... He sat on my bed and grabbed side of his head. "Argh," he grunted, "I hate when people don't tell me I have to wake up early." I saw through my door that amy got out of the bathroom, and walked downstairs...

Jaws' back to me, I sprang up from my bed and closed the door. Taking advantage of him not paying attention to me, I got a bunch of clothes out of my dresser really fast. When I shut it, it startled him, and he turned around just after I turned around and covered myself with the folded clothes, Giving a slight smile to hide my blushing. Of course, Jaws doesn't care about nudity, so he just looked at my smile strangely and simply said, "What?"

"Nothing..." I replied, then scurried out the door, to the other side of the... square hall... into the bathroom, locked the door and threw my clothes down.

So, the bathroom was oddly cool. There was a box shower that sat above some steps, and instead of a drain, it had this glass surface with a seam down the center, and under the seam you could see a ceramic pathway where water flowed into a hot tub below, which had a drain. And the sides of the shower were all crystalized glass.

I turned it on cold and let it flow until the water warmed back up, Common sense told me that after 3 people showered, there might not be that much water left.

I take it you knew I had a fear of water, right? I won't deny it.

So, the waiting gave me some time to do other things... I found two little 8 pound weights that I started lifting, I looked at myself in the full body mirror on the wall, weighed myself, I tried my first little experiment with... what you'd expect adolescent boys to do alone...

Hey, I got picked twice, so you could be hearing about this, or boring hassles with a coffee machine. How do I know? Kitchen is right under the bathroom. I'm really roundabout right now, I should stop that...

Where was I?

SHOWER...

Forget it, not worth describing every drop of water that hit my body. I washed up and dried off afterward... I realized that I was in there for a while.

So, dressed and I'm out... now i have to face them asking me what took me so long. Sure enough, I come down the stairs and walk into the kitchen to hear Guntz ask "What took YOU so long?"

I distorted my excuse, "I got in for a while, then the hot water ran out, and I got out to let it run but it wouldn't get warm for a while."

"I hate that, used to happen to me in motels," Guntz responded. Lifting weights and posing in front of a mirror are embarrassing enough...

My timing was... excellent. About 2 minutes after I came down, a fox with barely saturated gold fur and barely blue eyes was knocking at the door. Jaws walked out to say he would get it, clothed this time, but Amy got to answer, and he stepped right in. I could tell he was kind of a joker by the moment he walked in, he pretty much made it obvious he was checking Amy out as soon as he stepped through the door. He looked at the whole group with a smirk on his face.

"Hey guys, I'm M. Only one of you knows me," He made his introduction, smiling at Jaws. "Hey, Kitja, you said you'd call me."

Jaws raised an eyebrow. None of us expected the next comment.

"That was more than a one night stand and you know it, cat," This got Guntz to chuckle, Jaws' eyes to shoot wide open., Amy to stare at Jaws strangely, and I was the only one who couldn't hold back laughter at that.

"Anyway," He continued, "I hope you guys like my house," I wouldn't of guessed that it was this kid's house... I was a bit skeptical.

"Your house?" I asked, "What did you need all these bedrooms for?"

"My HOs!" He shouted as an answer. The tone he said it in made me start laughing. But Guntz carried on the questions.

"How old are you, kid? You barely sound like you hit puberty."

"I'm 12 now," he responded, "But I was almost 14 a few days ago."

I understood what he meant. Age modifiers. Tech made me go through one before, he froze me at 12.

"You went through that Age twister thing?" Guntz asked what my thoughts were...

"Yeah, It's required for me," He sighed. "But, I got some news, and a few jobs for you!"

"Jobs for me?" Guntz put his arm up, showing his holo-band. Show off...

"Don't go waving your morpher at me, Wolf Ranger," M mused as he Held up his own band, slightly different, similar color. "When there's a need for you, you can go out and kick ass, but until you get a call, I'm not the one who decides."

I liked this guy, he's already made me laugh several times. I never thought a member of the storm would have such an awesome sense of humor.

"So, Here's a big issue, Education!" The last word had incredible sarcasm. "Now," He smiled at Jaws again, "Jaws, You're a genius. Your vocab is huge and you can escape deathtraps and shit. You also know how to talk dirty..."

"Get to the point," Jaws tried to rush him past his little seductive talk.

"Well then, Mr. Moody," He turned his eyes to Lolo, then me. Now, him looking at me made me feel nervous. This is M. A top dog... Member of the storm, some called him a less serious form of Tech. I feared what he was going to say to me, but also nervous in thinking how to react if he blurted out something gay about me... And those eyes... dull blue eyes pierced through my skull and into my soul, they told me that this was not some good news... or was it his smirk? Or... Was that just how he always looked? "You're 12, right?"

"Me and Lolo are," I answered, I guess I sounded confident...

"I'm stuck this way because of that machine," Lolo told him, turning M's attention toward her. "I don't know about Klonoa."

"I know about Klonoa," M replied, turning his head to me. "I know a lot about Klonoa..."

Just like Jaws did when M said one thing to him, I raised one eyebrow.

"Like what?" I dared to ask...

"That you're... awesome," He responded. I respected him, and it was cool to know he thought I was cool. But the next comment, "I've heard a lot about stuff you've done. Actually I would be lying if I said I didin't admire you..." He's like a fan of me. Wow.

"Are you serious? Or..."

"I'm absolutely serious, rumors and legends are flying around about you know. You're like the new Tech."

I chuckled a little. He walked up to me.

"Hey, are you going to be open this week, Like friday?" He seemed to ask personally... Another wow moment. I know who M is. Agent M, Supposed to be this incredible kid that doesn't have any past besides surviving wars and infiltrating large bases and blowing them up and stuff... I haven't met him before, and feared he'd make us bow down to him or something... But... Is he asking me on a date? And... Why are there so many dot-dot-dots in this chapter?

...

"I wanted to hang out with you, maybe take you along on some patrolling mission or something," He clarified, Oh god, the relief from that one sentence could never be compared to anything I'd ever felt before. "I want to show up that competent 'Guntz' guy. Let him see how he gets you taking a job before he does."

I simply nodded, not really sure on the meaning of "competent," but he smiled and nodded back.

So he goes back to the center, and finally gets to announcing.

"WELL! Let me get to the point. Klonoa and Lolo are starting school in september. It's like early august now, so you guys got a month. Unlucky time to move here... And Guntz, you're like... 16? 17?"

"16..."

"Internet Home-School. We don't really feel like putting you in a public high school, but we still need to have you learning something. And also for you and Jaws... Drivers ed, Tech got that car for you, so it's got to have some use."

"I'm only 14," Jaws commented.

"So?" M replied, then reminded him that if Tech says it, it's going to happen.

School. In a month. Well, I wonder what it'll be like blending with other Mobians in school...


RANT AND RAVE, PPLZ

[ShadowKirby]

Very nice.

"And... Why are there so many dot-dot-dots in this chapter?"

I loved that line. Fourth-wall ftw.

Uh...were you typing up the third chapter seriously fast or something? I found quite a few spelling mistakes...

Cunt in you.

[Inbazuro]

I write everything at like 11 PM to like 1 AM, that's when my brain works best.

I might go back and revise... someday...
PROCRASTINATORS UNITE TOMORROW!

[KariTH]

do i sense something brewing?it could be indegestion....damn those hot delicious nachoes...
ANYWAYS...loved how jaws thought of himself as sexy.so cute!^^
strange how i used to think he was bad-ass but nao i think he's cute!xD
keep it up its great!^^

[Ayanch]

so jason i see ur making another story, oh and good work btw