An Attack Helicopter Brought us Together

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Serena POV

I'm getting seriously fucking bored of the White House. I've poked my nose into legit EVERY STUPID CUPBOARD just for something to do. Now I'm bored. I don't attend any of the press conferences and parliamentary sittings - they make me even more bored. I mean, Jimin's kept me company and I love him and we've gotten cozy almost every night, but he's busy doing stuff at the moment. I can't be bothered looking after my child - he cries too much, so I just got a nanny.

Possibly the only good thing about these few weeks lazing around the White House is that I've had time to name my child... Jimin Jr. Beverly suggested that I stole the name from her but Jiminie and Jimin are totally different names, plus one's a girl and the other's a boy. I told her what a feisty little rodent-bitch slut she is and she shut up after that. The other good thing is that she and RM are back together and I think she's finally gotten over the fact that Jimin and I are made for each other and she's just... not.

I sit on a large chair in the dining room of the White House - which we had rebuilt in just a few days - sitting in the sun and considering all the ways to mutilate the fly that's zooming around the ceiling fans. It's one of those big fat stupid ones, although it's not really big enough for there to be that many ways of mutilating it. Ugh. It's almost a relief when Emily comes in, looking almost equally as bored.

"Hey," she grins, and flops down in a seat to my right, and shoves an envelope in front of me, "It's a letter saying that the treasury is running out. You've been uh... spending quite a lot. I suggest you just double taxes."

"Yup, fine," I sigh, not bothered to do anything else, "Tell the stupid parlimentarians that. Anything else?"

"Well... everyone's bored," Emily shrugs, "You too... I think?" I nod tiredly at her, "Right... that's what I thought. Me too. Anyway, I was thinking... I'd like to rule England."

I raise my eyebrows at her, "HAH WOW," I laugh, "LET'S DO IT!"

"Wait, actually?"

"Uh-huh. Fire up the helicopter and let's go do to the queen what WE DID TO TRUMP!!!"

"Uh... actually, I was just thinking maybe we should make her abdicate," Emily says, "Rather than kill her. She seems like an okay okay-boomer."

I snort, half with laughter and the other half with incredulity, "Fine. Let's go!"

"Should I still tell them to double the taxes?"

"Goddamnit don't bother," I laugh, racing from the room, "You're gonna be queen of England!"

We rush out of the dining room and into what's become the games room. BTS are all slumped over the couches, murdering each other in Among Us.

"OH MY GOD PINK JUST KILLED ME!" Suga squeals.

"Who's pink?" Jimin demands.

"Uh... you, I think," Tae replies, "Yup it's you. Did you just kill Suga!? Oh my god..."

"I swear!" Jimin yells, "I didn't!"

"Wait no, maybe it wasn't pink, someone just ran out," Suga gasps, "I saw them - it's either blue or cyan!"

"HEM HEM," I clear my throat and they all look up. I notice J-Hope hasn't and is tapping away very vigorously. As they sit there, they all glance down at their phones as they flash.

"Damn."

"Damn."

"DAMN."

"Serena you just got us all killed," Jin moans, "Oh wait what!? J-Hope, you were the imposter? Damn."