Raidea: Why do I always get dragged into this.?
Dorian: Shut up and work. Histoire made us take her position for the day, after Neptune decided to *censored* and *censored*.
Raidea: What did she do this time?
Dorian: Nothing, she was just off-screen.
Raidea:Ah, typical Dorian joke.
Dorian: Anyways, at least she isn't here to interrupt our work.
Raidea: Anyhow, how did you get Neptune out of the Basilicom.
Dorian: I told her to go to Lastation's Markets, to get some Headlight fluid and elbow grease.
Raidea: Do you really think she's stupid enough to fall for that? On second thought, it's Neptune, of course she is.
Dorian: Meh, in case that didn't work, I also asked her to get some Lastellite.
Both: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Dorian: Let's go drive some cars.
Raidea: Bitchin'.
The end.
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Scrapped Stories
FanfictionThis is a compilation of all of the stories that I've scrapped over the years. Remember that these were written over the course of five years, so the writing may not be up to date, or written well. DerpySound helped in some of these stories, so be s...
