(Jevil x Kris) c h a o s

Rude Buster but instead everybody is rude

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO NEVER COME BACK!" Jevil screamed through the door of his cell. Two of the three heroes stood awkwardly behind, while the leader of the group stood proudly at the door. "Well, you did, but you never mentioned I couldn't meet you again on a different save file," Kris courageously answered.

Jevil tried to summon more anger in him, but it was soon dampened by the sobering fact that these brat kids wouldn't leave him alone. 

As pathetically as possible, he whimpered, "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" 

A grave tone hung in the air, as the two following heroes pondered the worth of their adventure.

"I need to know the wifi password."

There was silence, as everyone either thought, "Why Jevil?" or, "What's a why-fy?" 

Mixed emotions swirled around the dank, dark, area.

"BUT... I... I...?" Jevil failed to find the right words to describe his predicament. It took a few more seconds to dig a bit deeper. "YOU KNOW I'M IN A PRISON, BY YOUR STANDARDS ANYWAY, RIGHT?" 

"Yeah?"

"AND YOU KNOW I'M NEARLY CUT OFF FROM THE REST OF THE WORLD, RIGHT?"

"Yeah?"

"SO WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT IF YOU KNOW THAT I WON'T HOLD THE ANSWER?"

"For funsies."

The heroes heard something heavy drop on the other side of the door, and Jevil moaning in what sounded like pain. Giving a confused look for his friends, Kris unlocked the door, and stepped inside.

Jevil was planted face-down onto the cold stone floor, posed as if he had comically fallen from a great height. 

"YOU'RE WORSE THAN HELL," Jevil muttered, still face-down on the floor.

"Weird flex, but okay," Kris replied, as he scooped him off the ground, and righted him on his feet. "Listen. Joke's over. I have something important to show you. Really important." The short darkener shrugged his shoulders pathetically. Kris pulled out his phone, typed in his password, and everyone who was paying attention to the device was blinded with a drawing of a naked Ralsei. 

Ralsei was not pleased with this outcome.

Tears forming in his eyes, he bleated, "I knew it! I knew you were lewding me! That's it! I draw the line." Shaking with anger, Ralsei tore off his hat, and grabbed at his neck to slip off a mask.

"You're under arrest for lewding the loli!" Screeched the newly emerged FBI Agent.

"Well..." Kris drawled, stepping back a few steps. "I'm actually..." He too tore at his neck to reveal another human who was significantly older.

"The FBI director! I've been monitoring you, and you watch naked mud wrestling at eight o' clock every Saturday night!" 

Ralsei FBI Agent gasped, and his cheecks turned a deep red.

"Well, I'm..." He revealed that he was a lizard person, with scaley skin, and round, bulbous eyes. "I'm the lizard person what controls you!"

Standing in the distance, Susie whispered to Jevil, "When do you think this is gonna end?" He replied with a sorrowful sigh.

"I can't believe it!" Shouted FBI Director Kris Dreemur. "But you know who is more powerful?" He proclaimed. The audience behind the set murmured with tension and amusement. "WAIT, WHAT?" Said Jevil to nobody in particular. "AUDIENCE? HOLD ON..." Susie assumed he was talking nonsense as usual.

"God himself!" Kris roared, as he revealed to be a white haired old guy, with a glowing forehead.

"But do you know who else is more loved?" Ralsei lizard asked to more than one person, cracking an alien smile. The two heroes pulled off their final masks to reveal... themselves? "The hosts of the Kris & Ralsei Show!!!" They both shouted. Members of the cast pulled away two walls of Jevil's horrid cell to reveal another room where you would film an indoor TV show. A significant amount of people were seated a few feet from from the set.

Susie bounced up and down like a kangaroo while high, screaming about how big of a fan she was of the show, and hugging her friends. A thought drifted to Jevil's mind about how that was a bit silly, since she traveled with them, but more important thoughts burdened him. "HOW DID... THEY... DID..." Went on loop in Jevil's mind, as he stood rooted to the ground of the set. A roar of applause washed over the room, while a few balloons and bits of stray confetti meandered around. 

Attempting to casually stroll over to Ralsei, he politely tapped his shoulder. With a suicidal sigh, Jevil groaned, "DO YOU STILL HAVE THAT SHOTGUN?"