Chapter 8

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You ran up to Papi and embraced him. He held you close and whispered, "I am glad you are okay."

"I'm glad you're okay, too," you whispered back. Once you both had separated from your embrace, you turned to Popee, who gave you a weak smile. You embraced him as well.

"Glad to see you both are alive again!" Kedamono wagged his tail. "You two done fighting?"

"I guess so," Popee groaned, visibly unhappy, but too exhausted to do anything about it. Turns out even Popee had his limits, much to your relief.

"That is fantastic!"

Papi proudly stood tall and stated, "Now that we have all calmed down, I have a big announcement."

"You two aren't getting married, are you?" Popee bit his lip out of nervousness.

Papi, ignoring his son, continued, "Y/N and I are going to travel together! I will be performing overseas and Y/N is joining me as my lovely assistant."

"That is wonderful news!" Kedamono quickly said before Popee could respond. "We'll be sure to miss you both. How long can we expect until your next visit?"

"We'll be performing for two months."

"Two months!" Popee stood up and pulled out a machine gun. Both you and Kedamono grabbed Popee to stop him from murdering his own father again. "You gotta be shitting me!"

"I am not shitting anyone," Papi shook his head. "I am merely informing you that Y/N and I will be going away for a little bit."

"Like hell I'm gonna let Y/N go and spend two months alone with a pervert like you!"

"Popee!" you scolded. "I have the right to do what I want to do. Just because it isn't what you want me to do doesn't mean that I can't do it."

"Is this what you really want to do, Y/N?" Popee's cheeks were turning red with fury. "Do you really want to leave me and Kedamono alone while you are left alone with this jackass for two months?"

"Yep," you replied. Then you jumped into Papi's arms and Papi grabbed onto Paola's tail (you know, the elephant car). Paola began floating into the air. The three of you flew away, Mary Poppins style. You did your best to ignore Popee's angry sobbing and Kedamono's desperate attempts to console him. They'll be fine.

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Zoro from One Piece got lost again and now he is in this fanfiction. Must be the work of an enemy stand. Zoro looked up in the sky, wondering where the fuck he was. He saw you, Papi, and Paola descending from the sky and landing in front of him.

"Hello, my good sir!" Papi greeted. "Do you know where the nearest bed and breakfast is?"

"Nope!" Zoro walked away and took a nap.

"He seemed nice," Papi shrugged and the two (or three including Paola) continued your journey on the ground. You and Papi sat inside Paola and began making out. Papi's mustache tickled your upper lip and his tongue danced inside your mouth. You weren't sure if it was doing the foxtrot or the Charleston. You knew shit about dance history. But you knew how much you loved Papi and how happy you were in this moment.

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"Popee, I swear to god," cried Kedamono, watching Popee assemble some sort of machine. "If you keep this up..."

"I FOUGHT GOD BEFORE AND I'LL DO IT AGAIN!" shouted Popee. The veins of his eyes became so red that Kedamono feared they would pop. "I see how it is! You're on their side, aren't you?"

"What the heck are you talking about? Since when were there sides?"

"Since Papi and Y/N betrayed me!" Popee kicked his box of props and sorted through the now scattered props. "Where the hell is it..."

Several of Kedamono's masks fell from his face as he watched Popee pull an AK-47 out of the pile and attach it to the machine. That was the 14th weapon he had attached to the machine. Now that it began coming together, Kedamono saw that it looked like one of those mechs that you see in anime.

"Popee," Kedamono's voice quivered in horror. "What is that?"

"Don't you see, Kedamono?" laughed Popee. "It's a doomsday device."

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