A/N: Hello everyone! Neeko hasn't even been released yet in League (I mean she is now she wasn't when I wrote this), and I just couldn't wait to write about her. Well, I had the idea from playing quite a few mafia games online, and Neeko gives me the perfect opportunity to let my favorite League champions play it. Yes, these characters that are involved are all my OTPs in some ways, and yes, it means that this story will have a lot of shipping. But, for reasons, I will not reveal them until as you read the story! (though they are pretty obvious from the tags XP)
Please, enjoy this little story that I came up with, I hope you all like it!
~Frosty
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It was an average afternoon for the champions in the League Of Legends. Well, as average as life can get around here. Eight of said champions, however, were gathered in a spare room in the Institute Of War at the request of their newest friend, a little chameleon who was also distantly related to the Vastaya.
Honestly, they hadn't really known each other for long - most of them led separate lives under the same roof. However, in recent events, Neeko's arrival had also indirectly brought them all closer. Most of them could never imagine ever getting together and sitting as a group of friends in a tiny room, for reasons yet to be revealed by their weird little friend. Though, when you're a group that includes two bird Vastaya, two yordles, a mermaid who's also a Vastaya, a being from outer space and even an undead, adding a unique chameleon Vastaya to the mix, it's hard to believe that you ever managed to get along without throwing objects or burning each other down at the first place. It's still a little unbelievable that Xayah managed to set aside her displeasure with the yordles, Tristana and Lulu, and became a few of the closest friends.
So, it was not too out of the ordinary for the odd group of friends, either, to be asked to meet up in a designated location set by their latest friend after lunch hour. By now, they were all wondering when would Neeko herself even show up. The seven of them were chatting amongst themselves about several topics, occasionally exchanging a few moments with their partners. Most of them were taken and madly in love with another champion within the same group. In fact, the only one who had yet to remain single was Zoe. It was surprising, too, as she had many crushes within the League, but none of them had lasted for very long. (not that any of them shown much interest in her to begin with.) She was relatively okay with being single when questioned, but sometimes, she'll look at her friends, who were all happily together with their loved ones, no matter how absurd the pairings were, and sigh slightly out of disappointment.
"Is everyone ready?"
A male voice sounded from the entrance of the room, which only now opened to reveal a blonde haired explorer looking at them, grinning slightly.
"Ezreal." Tristana said with a slight hint of irritation. "You were not invited to this meeting."
"Oh yes, I was. But you guys need a moderator! And Ezreal is always up to that!"
"Are we playing a game?" Rakan asked, the underlying tone of excitement unmistakable.
"Yes, you are!" Ezreal's voice sounded but his mouth didn't move, instead he stood by the door, still grinning. An identical copy of the male explorer walked into the room. "I thought your friend here told you about that?"
Most of the champions seated at the table groaned, as the Ezreal who walked into the room disappeared in a flash of light, a cheeky little chameleon in his place beside the real Ezreal.
"Neeko tricked you guys!"
Several champions began speaking at once. "Why are we doing this again?" "I can't believed we're fooled..." "There's always that little slip-up!" "That was amazing..." "But you've seen it a thousand times by now!" "I agree, it's awesome!"
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Finding Neeko
HumorNeeko has joined the League for about a few months now, and in this time she had made quite a few new friends. Some of the friendships were easier to forge, while some were not, but they all became champions that the little chameleon valued over thi...