Alfred The Meme Dealer: The Sequel

Chapter 3

Alfred's pov

My head was killing me... I never saw who shot that tranquilizer at me, but I had a few ideas. I couldn't move my arms or legs, that's never good... I opened my eyes slowly and was shocked at the darkness of the room. I was able to feel that my hands were tied behind my back though.

"What the hell?" I thought, trying to escape from the tight ropes. Just then, a small light above me turned on, and I realize that girl Amelia was next to me, she was awake and tied up like me as well.

"Oh good! You're okay! I think..." she said once she noticed I was awake as well.

"Y-Yeah... but where the frick are we?" when I asked that, a door opened. I saw two people I knew standing at the entrance. At least I thought I knew them... They looked just like Francis and Ludwig! But like, darker...

"Hello Henr-COUGH. I mean Alfred. Welcome, to the wa-COUGHTHESEQUEL. I mean, my underground government..." the one who looked like Francis said evilly. Even his voice didn't sound the same.

"You probably don't know us. Let's make it simple and to the point. I'm Francois and this is Lutz." He then went on to explain how they were like the other two I already knew, but clearly much different. I wasn't gonna question how any of this was happening. Although the situation gave off some pretty uncomfortable vibes, and I was a little worried this would turn into one of those freaky lemon things Kiku keeps talking about... I watched as Lutz took out a small bottle, standing beside Francois.

"What do you want from us?!" I shouted angrily, pulling at the bonds again. Amelia did the same thing, though neither of us were moving anytime soon.

"Isn't obvious stupid American?" Francois asked, running his fingers through my hair.

"You know what it is. That girl knows what it is... just give us all your memes and make this quick for everyone."

"Never!" I shout, attempting to bite him and failing.

"Yeah! You can torture us all you want! You'll never get our memes!"

"Amelia don't-"

"You can gut us alive! Burn out skin off! Rip our eyes out!"

"Amelia stop..."

"Hell you can even fu-"

"That's enough!!" I had to cut her off there... Francois looked at Lutz and tilted his head towards me. He nodded and walked over, holding that bottle. He sprayed some of the liquid inside of it in my eyes, it was worse than any acid he could've put in that... He copied the idea of my Tumblr cringe bomb... I immediately start screaming as I saw things that will be in my vision for years. Amelia tried to escape and help me, but Lutz does the same thing to her. They kept telling us to give up our memes, but of course that wasn't gonna happen. Although all hope seemed lost until I heard the door swing open loudly. I force one eye open and smiled when I saw who it was. Ivan stood there with his AK-47 in hand, dark purple aura as strong as ever.

"Oh this will be good!" I thought, mostly just happy that my boyfriend was here to get us out of this mess! But he just stood there... not doing anything...

"Uhh..." Lutz said awkwardly. Ivan sighed.

"I can't think of any good entrance lines so I'll just skip to the point..." he the shot both Francois and Lutz several times with a straight face.

"LE DEAD" Francois muttered as he flopped on the ground, indeed dead. Lutz just exploded for no reason. Ivan rushed over and undid the ropes around my arms and legs and did the same for Amelia. He picked me up and I kissed him lovingly.

"Ivan! How did you know we were here!"

"I sensed you screwed yourself. You work a risky job after all."

"Aww! So cute!" I heard Amelia squeal as she jumped up and down. Me and Ivan gave her the -_- face and she calmed down, but still smiled widely.

"So who's this?" Ivan asked.

"This is Amelia. She's a fellow meme dealer. I sleep-walked out a plane and she wanted to make sure I was okay.

"Wait you what?"