Living With The 2p!F.A.C.E

Chapter 3

Also, I have a head-canon about 2p Canada using puns just to annoy his little brother, 2p America.

I also shipped RedVelvetPancakes, If you know what I mean. (Insert booty face)

But sadly there will be no gay guy in this book because its non-romantic and just for laughs (Not. Because in this chapter, you might get sad or so).

Quick note: I wrote this in phone and I'm to busy to re-read the whole thing and I will be fixing mistakes but not now.
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So after roasting some Italian in a not-very-suspicious place to held a very-suspicious meeting, I've stopped cooking the Italian by Oliver throwing his OWN knife at us which actually caught us off guard but I manages to catch it by putting a big scars on my hand and its really bleeding bad but thankfully, Matt had some bandages for emergency and don't ask me where he got those because I, myself, didn't know.

So he bandaged me up and everything went normal again but I could smell some disappointment in the air as they saw me and the pasta fucker stopped arguing or more like me cooking him.

But, I couldn't blame them. His face was priceless when I put up these good comeback that's including some Italian puns. Ah, good time.

The only thing that is not fun is the looks of Oliver's face when he threw the knife at us and when I'm hurt, he then turned into the loving-mom he is and apologies for his outburst. That Italian better be grateful for Oliver that I didn't roast him to death.

So after all of that were done, the meeting is finished and stuff. I learned some of their names along with that Italian. Luciano Vargas, Lutz Beildschmich (?), Flavio Vargas, Gillen Beildschmich (?), Viktor Bravliski (?), Xiao Wang and Santiago Fernandez Carriedo.

Half of them congratulated me for roasting that Italian or you could say he was a cooked pasta! Wow, that was bad. Anyways, they says I'm badass blah-blah-blah and then they left.. Yeah, that's pretty much what happen. Nothing interesting except for Gillen who is so depressed that he said something to make me depressed as he is.

"Kid, you got a fine mouth back there. But when you got impaled by Kuro, you don't feel a thing, right? You're numb and that's the way you are. You cannot feel any pain unless its your emotion. How does it feels to not feel any pain? Is it fun? Boring? Interesting? I'm sure you know your own answer, kid. Us second players are not like you so we can feel pain very greatly. We're suffering outside but not with you but we're suffering inside together with you, kid."

After he said his depressing speeches, I was standing there at how right he was. I'm numb in every way but not when it comes to feeling and when I am hurts outside, I couldn't feel a thing as if the world doesn't want me to. Its boring and unfair of how I get this unfortunate illness. People have wished to be born this way just so they can't feel anything but when you can't feel the pain you're in, you'll be wondering what the heck would it felt to be in pain as you tried to harm yourself just so for the sake of you feeling pain.

But there's nothing.

Nothing but the cruel truth and reality.

You're born this way and you cannot change it. Being born with immortality and with the impossibility of dying is 'cool' to the mortal who doesn't know how it felt. Being forever at this dark world until it was destroyed is sad. All of the memories you treasures in the depth of the sea just vanishes as if it worth nothing at all. Human is lucky to have the short time of living as their memories were short and uninteresting, to say the least.

We, monsters. Have to watch ourselves in pain, watch our own kinds dies, have to kill our own kind, watch the humans dies, have to kill the human and watch the human in pain as if it was a clichè movie replaying over and over again with each different protagonist. It-

"Azria!" A familiar raspy voice calls my name as I felt my shoulder being shakes by the touch of it. My eyes gaining its senses, my mind snapping into reality and a very surprised gasp came out of my mouth. But it was barely hear-able to the person that's shaking my shoulder.

"Wh-wha-?" I saw Matt infront of me, shaking me to death.

"Geez, there you are! C'mon don't spaced out like that. Lets go home.." In his voice there's worry and concerns.

"Oh. I'm sorry then, if I make you guys wait." He was about to say something but scratched the idea and dragged me into the car. I wonder what was he going to say.

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"We.. Are.... Home." Oliver said in a really tired tone or a really glad tone because this time, Francois in the one that's driving and he really need to put his drinks down before we get into any accident.

"Damn, I hate to say this but I prefer Oliver's driving than him." Matt says with his head spinning like a bird hitting a large building.

Francois turned to him, finally sober from all of that drinks. "Shut the fuck up, you're my son."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. He's your son but you really need to stop drinking when you're the one that drives." Allen says to him while holding his forehead, feeling really glad that we are home.

"Oh, shut up. You're all over-reacting. Look at Azria, she's just fine."

"I could careless about driving technique or the way people drive. So, yeah. I am fine."

"See?"

"She's just like that because she actually can't feel fucking dizzy from your driving."

"Ugh, shut up, Al. I don't need your vegetarian ass complaining and whining here about my driving skills when you, yourself cannot drive." Shit, he has a fact.

"..." Allen gave us silence after that which makes Francois pride go up his ass with his smirk planted on his face that seems like permanent for the rest of his life.

"Wipe that smirk off your face, Francois. Your driving sucks just like people who can't drive." After I said that its the time for the Frenchman frowned and the American one smirked.

"Thanks for lowing his pride, kid."

"Having a kid stood up for you? That's really low too, Al." Matt said in disappointment while looking at his brother with a 'I'm judging you' eyes.

"Shut the fuck up."