Zane and Katelyn were rather upset. And for good reason. After all, they were now sitting in a circle unwillingly, at another stupid party. Also, Vyas was sitting really close to Zane. Like REALLY close...
Which not only made Zane uncomfortable, but also elicited strange looks from everyone. Especially from Kawaii-chan and Aphmau, who were muttering together about their ship.
"So. Can we leave now?" asked Katelyn bluntly. Zane shut his mouth - he'd been about to ask the same thing. Katelyn waited for a reply from Aphmau or Kawaii-chan, ignoring all the other people present.
"I think you might be able, sweetie," Lucinda suggested, glancing dryly at Kawaii-chan and Aphmau, who were VERY distracted.
"Wait what?" Aphmau suddenly yelped, as Katelyn stood up abruptly. "NONONO! You can leave on one and ONLY one condition... That you guys play truth or dare OR spin the bottle. With ALL of us."
"No," Katelyn said, folding her arms and glaring at Aphmau defiantly. Aphmau shrugged, gesturing at the locked door. Katelyn snorted, "I can just unlock it, you know."
"I can drag you back," suggested Aphmau. "If you don't cooperate. So... Play along, Katelyn. And play my ship games!"
"Alright, fine," Katelyn conceded. She scowled. "I am not playing anything weird, though. You better choose well, and if you don't choose well... I live with you. So. Think over this before choosing a g-"
"I SAY WE PLAY TRUTH OR DARE!" Aphmau squealed. Then a light went off in her eyes. "Actually... WE CAN PLAY MUSICAL CHAIRS!"
"That... actually doesn't sound too bad," admitted Zane, as Garroth nodded in agreement. Because recently Kawaii-chan had also begun trying to ship him and Laurance. Very annoying. "And if everyone else is okay with it... Then I th-"
"EXCEPT... There is a prize!" Aphmau added, holding up a ten dollar bill. As everyone opened their mouths, Aphmau continued, shushing them. "Let me finish! But... There are only HALF the number of chairs as people. AND. As long as your feet are off the ground, then you're safe!"
"You're going down," Katelyn yelled, throwing her fist into the air. "AND THOSE TEN BUCKS ARE MINE!"
"In your dreams," Zane snarled, clenching his fists. "REVENGE FOR CRACKERS!"
"What..." Lucinda wondered, tilting her head. Then she smirked, jumping up and adding, "It doesn't matter, because I, sweeties, am winning this. 'Kay? 'Kay."
"Now, let's get started!" Aphmau said excitedly, voice muffled by the stack of chairs she was pushing into the room. She laid out the chairs in a circle. "I'll control the music... Since there's... uh... Garroth, Laurance, Dante, Travis, Zane, Katelyn, Nicole, Vyas, Kawaii-chan, Lucinda, Aaron, Reese... Twelve of you, total... There are only six chairs!!"
"Then how do we do this?" demanded Garroth, squinting at Aphmau, who was fangirling with a crazy gleam in her eye. "If we only have FIVE chairs, then it's going t-"
"No, no," Lucinda said, flapping her hand at Garroth. "You see, honey, Aphmau here explained earlier, that-"
"That," interrupted Laurance, peeking out from behind Lucinda, who kept almost hitting him in the face, and looked very upset. He began mocking Lucinda, by imitating her voice. He was VERY disgruntled. "As LONG as your feet aren't on the ground, honey, you're safe!"
Everyone looked at Laurance, shocked, trying not to make any noise. Laurance looked around, confused. His Lucinda impression wasn't THAT bad... was it? And if it was, it was her fault for standing in front of him and almost smacking him in the face. MANY times.

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Zanelyn/Zatelyn | A MyStreet Fanfic
Fanfic[This is the worst thing I've ever published online.] [Please don't read it.] [Account is inactive.] In Aphmau's Mystreet, Zane is hilarious. Not really evil. Sensitive, for once... And shippable. Who to ship him with? Katelyn. Duh. Zatelyn has been...