The Crossovers

Alby and Beckendorf

A/N: Since it's a lot of work to type out "Beckendorf" I will just put down his initials. (CB). I am well aware that both Alby and CB are dead, but I figured this would be interesting, so yeah! Also, thank you for all of the views! I know it's not 1K, but it's over 500, which is WAY more than I expected to get.

CB: Ohmygods. I actually died.
Alby: *turns around* Wait...you died?
CB: Yeah...who are you?
Alby: Alby. And I've died too! ROCK ON, MAN!
CB: YEAH! DEATH BUDDIES!
Alby: YEAH!
CB: My name is Beckendorf.
Alby: ...
CB: What?
Alby: Your parents...named you "Beckendorf"?
CB: No, of course not. That's my last name.
Alby: Then what's your first name?
CB: Charles...
Alby: *Snort* That sucks.
CB: What? I like the names Charles.
Alby: Do people ever call you Chuck?
CB: No...
Alby: That's unfortunate.
CB: :/
Alby: Sooo...how did you die?
CB: I got blown to bits.
Alby: Oh, that's nothing!
CB: Oh yeah? Well how did you die?
Alby: I got torn apart.
CB: Please, mine was WAY more gruesome.
Alby: Oh yeah? Well apparently you've never had a Griever slice you open and eat your guts.
CB: Well apparently you haven't had your body torn open and blown apart by Greek Fire!
Alby: PLEASE! THAT'S NOTHING COMPARED TO GRIEVER DEATH!
CB: ARE YOU KIDDING!? I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT A GRIEVER IS!
Alby: WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY POINT!
CB: DO YOU KNOW WHAT GREEK FIRE IS!?
Alby: NO!
CB: WELL IT'S FIRE THAT CAN'T BE PUT OUT BY WATER! AND IT WENT OFF IN A BOMB!
Alby: WHAT DOES WATER HAVE TO DO WITH IT!?
CB: I. WAS. ON. A. BOAT.
Alby: Oh...
CB: *smirk*
Alby: I sill say mine was more gruesome.
CB: ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?
Me: Boys, boys, boys!
CB: ...
Alby: ...
Me: Really, does it matter who's death was more gruesome?
Alby: Who...
CB: Who is this chick?
Me: I CAN CONTROL YOU! BYEEEEEE! *disappears*
CB: WHAT!?
Alby: *Slaps himself* Wait... *slaps himself again*
CB: OH NO, MAN SHE GOT YOU!
Alby: *girly scream*
CB: *girlier scream*
Alby: *Slaps himself* YAHHHHHH!
CB: *kicks himself* OH GODS SHE GOT ME SHE GOT ME.

*SCREAMING*

*At school*

Teacher: Er...WildCatLover?
Me: Hmmm...?
Teacher: What are you doing with that remote?
Me: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAGAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAYAHAHHAHAYAHAYAYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA *COUGH* *HACK* nothing.
Teacher: ...
Me: *whispers* Quit kicking yourself...quit hitting yourself...
Class: O_o