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Holding a Title

The sun was scorching hot from where you stood. Wearing your swimsuit with your two friends next to you, you all suffered in moans of heat. "It's so hot..." Randy mumbled while rubbing his eyes.

"No kidding..." You added, fanning yourself with your hand. "It feels like we're literally standing on the sun..."

"But we're not!" Howard exclaims with a large smile. "We are standing first, FIRST in line for the McFlume!!"

You look down at the large purple slide, which went down all the way from the top of where you stood: the McFist Industries base.

"Number one! Firsties! Numero uno!" Howard said with pride. "McFist is THE BEST!!"

"Y-Yeah... Sure..." you agreed in a lie, remembering the title he has in your life.

"Well, aside from the fact that (Y/n) is always fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii....." Howard trailed off mid-sentence with a dumbstruck, panicked look on his face. You quickly made a "shut up" gesture, knowing where he was going. "....iiiiINDING his newer products late...!" He quickly saved, making you sigh in relief. He then looks at a seagull that landed nearby. "How does he find the time to do it?"

It only squawked in response.

Howard then pulled up Heidi's live me-stream and showed it to the both of you. "H-Wizzle here, with a wet-sclusive!" She began before gesturing to the building. "Hannibal's wildest rise is about ace you open on the hottest day of the year!" She then goes over to Hannibal, standing by him. "And here's the McDizzle who made it hizzle, Hannibal McFist!"

He then took the microphone she was using. "Thanks, Heidi, big fan. People might think, "not only is Hannibal a great business man, he's also a great guy"! And the McFlume proves it!"

"Sha-weet!" Heidi replied, taking the mic back. "So it's Flume-igate from the tizzle of the McFizzle to a splashdown splizzle in Lake Loruso!"

McFist looked confused, then quickly replied, "Yeah! McSwizzle...! I wish I knew about the slizzles..."

You pretty much tuned out the rest of the video, just staring off into space. Howard almost blew your cover in front of Randy. Dangerously close to blowing it. Howard wasn't doing as well with this secret, and a part of you wished there was truly a mind wipe. But another part thought it was nice to finally tell someone. Being a heroine sure isn't easy...

"... n)? (Y/n)? (Y/n)!"

"H-Huh?" You snapped out of your thoughts and looked at Howard and Randy, who looked nervous.

"I-I just remembered we have stuff to do somewhere else...!"

"What're you talking about?" You asked. "No we don't...!"

"Yeaaah I'm pretty sure we do!" Howard added. "But even though I'm scared of this ride, I am TERRIFIED of being made fun of!"

Meanwhile, Bash was behind all of you, moving like a chicken and going "oink oink oink oink, mooooo!"

"Okaaaay, what exactly did I miss?" You asked, confused.

Randy and Howard were whispering amongst themselves while you stood confused.

"Hey! Moo your day down, chickens!" Bash yelled while laughing.

"Back off, Bash...!" Randy said. "We're not chicken, just busy!"

"Yeah right, dorks!" He then elbows Randy a bit hard in the chest, causing him to stumble back. He tips over the edge of the rail and falls back, over the side. He screams while he falls over while both you and Howard gasp.