Across the Universe: A BFDI Oneshot Collection

One Night Ultimate Mini

Hiss.

"This is the last time you tell me I've got it wrong!" Wunn yelled as she stormed out of the bridge, her footsteps echoing throughout the hall.

Tew came out of the doorway shortly after glaring at the back of her head with his hands clenching his hair. "This is the last time I say it's been you all along!" he interrupted, throwing his hands up in frustration and following her down the hallway. He tapped his knuckles on a clipboard a couple of times and pointed at the paper before flinging it behind him.

Wunn groaned loudly, spun around, and pointed a finger at his chest. "This is the last time I let you in my door!" Before he could reply, she turned around and continued stomping down toward the mess hall with Tew angrily in tow shortly after.

As the two commanders kept arguing, Bas-Kitboll stuck her head out the doorway of the training room with a smirk. Ait-Boll stuck his head out soon after and asked with a grin, "They arguing again?"

"Yup," she replied. "Commander Wunn's saying she won't host the B33-P cadets for joint training sessions anymore."

"100 credits says we have another one next week."

"Oh, hell, I ain't taking that. We all know that we probably will."

Boll and Kitboll walked back into the training room and leaned against the wall next to Ni-Kyll. "So," Kyll asked, "I assume we're still waiting?"

"Yup," Boll answered. "We'll probably be here for at least another twenty to thirty minutes before we get started."

Kyll rolled his eyes and grumbled. "Great..."

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Five minutes later...

"OKAY, THAT'S IT!" Kitboll yelled out of nowhere and stood up from where she had been sitting against the wall. All eight of the other cadets turned to face her, startled. "Sitting against the wall is boring as hell!" she complained. "Does anyone here have literally anything else to do? Please! A console, a PDA, hell, some freakin' cards or whatever, I don't care! I am literally bored out of my mind!"

"We could play I Spy?" Bal-Looni suggested.

"Looni, everything in this room is either us or white."

"What about the category game?" Boll asked.

"For copulation's sake, Boll, I'm not tryna think fast right now."

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"Too easy, Ro-Botee."

"I have a deck of cards," Clow-Dee offered.

Kitboll snapped her fingers and pointed at him. "Good enough. Give 'em here."

"But they're mine—"

"I'm not gonna steal them, dude! I just want something to do!"

Boll let out a grunt of exertion and stretched as he pushed off the wall and stretched. "Whatever you're playing, count me in," he said. "I'm bored, too."

"Grass-See wants to have fun, too!" See exclaimed.

Gradually, all of the cadets nodded and agreed to play whatever game Kitboll was playing out of sheer boredom. Kitboll raised an eyebrow and looked around at everyone. "Hmm...well, crud," she said. "What kinda card game can we play with nine people?"

"How about One Night Ultimate Mini?" Teir-Vee "TV" asked.

"What's that?"

"A fast-paced game for 3–10 players where everyone is dealt a secret role. Many of these roles have special abilities that will aid that player in gaining information. In the course of only one night and the following morning, the players will determine who among them is a Mini...hopefully. One Night Ultimate Mini is a condensed version of the party game Ultimate Mini that does not require a moderator. There's no elimination, and each game lasts about 10 minutes. No moderator, no elimination, and nowhere to hide."