Author Notes- Hello! Once again I have mad an update to my story! I really like writing if you didn't already notice. This chapter is kind of short but that's because I'm trying to keep it so that each chapter revolves about one thing, no cut aways just that one thing.
-Chapter 3-
A incredibly annoyed Cuba cracked his knuckles as he looked at the intruder at his home. It was a man, he wore bright pink clothes that hurt his eyes just to look at. This man was thinner and paler than Cuba and freckled everywhere. His hair was a bright frizzy orange, that though it was in a pony tail was out of control. Cuba grabbed the man by the shirt who wasn't putting up much of a fight. However Cuba let go out of shock, as this intruders face looked just like his. Cuba shouted at this intruder who looked as confused as he was "What the hell are you doing in my house?!"
The intruder flattened his hot pink vest that was crinkled when Cuba grabbed him "Calm down. This is all just a misunderstanding. I'm just as confused as you are. Why don't we start with each others names?" the intruder's voice was high pitched and annoying to Cuba, Cuba growled "My name is Cuba. Now I want to hear not only your name but how and why you are in my house. And it better be good or else." Cuba said in a threatening fashion.
The intruder ran his hand through frizzy pony and sighed, "Don't get hasty now. My name Cuba, I know it sounds impossible but it's true. Now I'm here becau-" Cuba went to punch this intruder as he yelled "Bullshit!" but his punch was stopped by the intruder who grabbed his arm and somehow was strong enough to send Cuba to the ground and pin him. The intruder mumbled "You short tempered, fat ass." he sighed as he put the barrel of his gun that was in his pink vest on Cuba's forehead. "I told you to have patience, and before you start shouting at me again this is self defense since you attacked me while I was talking. Which is very rude I will add." Cuba was still shocked that this scrawny man had managed to pin him that he didn't respond. The intruder continued "Now I will politely answer your questions. I'm here because of the Poland from where I'm from sent me here out of spite. That was very rude of him, I just hate it when people are rude. It sent me to your home, my guess is that everyone that his spell hit was sent to their other self."
The intruder got off of Cuba but still aimed his pistol at Cuba's head "I honestly don't care if you believe me or not, though I would prefer for you to think before you act. Attacking me before you know what I'm capable of? It makes me embarrassed to share a name with you. Oh and speaking of names, to keep things from getting confusing you can call me Red. People call me that for my hair." Cuba sat up and nodded slowly eyeing the pistol "So then, are you going back to where you came from?" Red smiled seeing that Cuba's loud voice had been hushed "First I have to make a plan, going into action without one is idiotic." he put his pistol back inside his bright vest, keeping eye contact with Cuba "What's this world's England like?" Cuba raised an eyebrow when he answered "He's grumpy, anti-social and a bad cook." Red sighed "How's his magic?" Cuba was surprised by the question, as he always thought that England's magic was just a load of bull "I've heard him brag his black magic is the best in the world."
Red nodded and seemed relieved to hear that, "We need to hold a meeting as soon as possible." he looked at Cuba who was still sitting "Start making phone calls, if you don't people will die." Red's once happy go lucky eyes turned cold "I can guarantee it." Cuba nodded his head and ran to his cellphone on the kitchen counter and immediately started clicking numbers frantically. Red just smirked and walked over to the window where the sunshine hit him, he spoke to no one specifically "Strange how on such a beautiful day these horrors are happening."
More Author Notes- Anyways for those who want to meet me I'm going to Kumoricon, which will be held this labor day weekend in Vancouver Washington. I'll be cosplaying Garry from the video game Ib (I highly suggest you play it if you've never heard of it or watch a walk through of it). Anyways please let me know in the comments if you are going to Kumoricon, I'd love to meet people who are reading my stroy in person.
