"WELCOME TO EVERYONES FAVOURITE GAME SHOW!" Beej's voice boomed. "WHERE THE CONTESTANTS SUCK AND THE HOST IS VERY ANGRY?"
"Why?" A skeleton asked.
"BECAUSE HIS PLAN TO COME BACK ALIVE JUST WENT BAAAAAALLLLLLLSS UP!"
Can we skip this chapter?
No! This is one of the best chapters of the fanfic!
But it's CRINGEYYYYY.
Sounds like a you problem, not a me problem.
Hmph.
Anyway, whilst Beej acts like a 5 year old, allow me to entertain you by telling you the story.
Let me set the scene. Lydia, moments before, escaped into the Netherworld to avoid marrying Beej, Charles following her. Therefore, because Beej is a childish drama queen, he put on this game show? and made us play.
The name of the show: Life Or Death.
Who's playing? 3 dead people, one alive person.
Our on show audience? A bunch of skeletons.
Our host? A cranky, creepy old guy who dresses like a toddler.
I do NOT dress like a toddler.
He also acts like a toddler. Fits his dressing style.
Shut up!
Beej, calm down. I'm just teasing you. It's how we roll.
Sorry.
"Why am I handcuffed?" I asked in indignation.
"Because it's fun!" Beej replied.
I looked at our podiums with our name written on it.
Well, our 'names'.
Barbara and Delia had their names written on it.
As for Adam and I though....uhm...
Adam had 'Sexy', I had 'Hot Babe'.
Not gonna lie, slightly disturbed.
Whaaaaaat? I'm not lying.
You find me hot?
I find everyone hot. I just like watching you get flustered. It's cute.
See, you're getting flustered again.
I am NOT.
Ahhhhhhhh. The sweet sound of you flustering.
..Is that even a word?
NO, DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT.
AS I was saying, it's a game show.
Called Life and Death.
What could go wrong, I wonder.
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Aww, little stars!
Beej brought out a wheel. Those spin-the-wheel type ones. And guess who was attached to it?
"Otho!"
"No Delia! Don't you see? My name isn't Otho!"
We all leaned in to hear better.
"It's Kevin." Kevin said meekly.
"SPIN THE WHEEL!" Delia demanded in a monstrous voice.
"YOU HEARD HER BEEJ!" Beej spun the wheel, causing a certain fraud to start screaming.
Beej pushed him away, dancing a little jig.
His name was Kevin~.
"Beej, c'mon, why do we gotta do this?"
"It's fun!"
"ITS NOT FUN! GET ME OUTTA THESE BLOODY HANDCUFFS! Wait, WHY ARE WE HANDCUFFED TO OUR PODIUMS! THATS NOT LEGAAAAAAL!" Beej rolled his eyes.
"So is killing the Maitlands, YN, and you still did that."
The Maitlands stared at me in shock.
Like, seriously dude.
You were being a killjoy. And you also killed them.
....Okay that's fair.
Beej put up a pop up screen for me to watch stuff while waiting.
"Just..watch this." He said, playing (your favorite TV show). I stared at it intently, completely ignoring the scene going on in front of me.
*****
Well, now Lydia is officially getting married to Beej.
Lovely.
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