↳ SHIT I'M ON CRACK AGAIN !

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anyway y'all i decided to sleep on it. and i've come to a conclusion, i was indeed hallucinating.

like, as if that actually happened. me, seeing the spirits of my friends bey? oh, and daigo's too i guess...

plus, i didn't even get a good sleep that night anyway.

anywho, it's the beginning of the weekend and right now i'm in an oversized black t shirt that says 'rizz em with the tism' and a exploding cow in the back. gotta live temu orders.

oh, and i got some black shorts too but no one really pays attention to that unless you staring at my ass.

creeps.

while i was casually sitting at the table eating lunch, that consisted of purely chocolate, my peaceful moment was disturbed by:

BANG

BANG

BANG

someone has been violently punching my door for the past five minutes.

either way i didn't want to cause mio trouble, who was currently up stairs working.

so i did the extra dramatic sigh and picked up my feet and walked over to the door, opened it, only to reveal the reasons of my suffering.

dumb blonde, blue hair, puppets.

"HEY Y/N-"

SLAM

i kicked the door closed right in there face. ain't no way in hell i'm dealing with them bitches today.

BANG

BANG

BANG

you've got to be shitting me.

i reopened the door and gave them an unamused look.

"HEY Y/N-"

"what the heckity heck heck do you people want?" nothing good i bet.

"nothing much. we're just here to take you with us to the hospital." honcho grinned.

"the hospital? are you finally getting your problem fixed?" i asked, tilting my head.

"huh? what problem?" honcho asked, all clueless.

"your brain dead problem."

"YOU LITTLE-"

"can we just go already?" valt groaned from boredom.

i honestly want to do the same.

welp, screw it.

"fine i'll come with you guys. but just wait here, ima go let my sister know." i shrugged and ran up the stairs to mio's room.

"hey mio, can i go out with my friends right now? their already at the door." i don't even know if she was even listening as she was too busy writing stuff down but nodded her head.

"mmk, sure, just be safe." she waved me off, too fixated on the stack of paper next to her.

"sweet, thanks!" i ran back down to put on my black converse that increased my height by like, an inch.

"no socks?"

"no socks."

we exited out of the door, and i suddenly froze, tweaking my head in their direction.

"wait a second, how did you guys know where i live?"

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okay ima be honest, i dont know how i ended up here... but i'm here.

trash talking with daigo'a younger brother. and damn, this child is a menace.

i was having my long conversation with the little kid who sat on honcho's shoulders. "and then this bitch who i thinks name starts with an 'L' or some shit said-"

i was rudely interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

like bitch go away- oh wait. it's daigo.

like bitch kill your self-

"sup shawty."

"there you are! what took ya so long?"

"look daigo, i'm taller then you now!" HOW THE HELL IS THIS CUTIE DAIGOS BROTHER?? I LOVE HIM-

daigo looked very concerned. "eh... why are you guys here?" because your brother is adorable and a short king.

then i zoned out because y'all i don't really care anymore i don't even know what's going on to be honest. them hoes didn't even try explaining thing to me.

valt tried to invite daigo to the bey club but then this bitch went: "as if you guys could even keep up with me."

"says the one who lost." i muttered under my breath out of pure spite.

anyway he glared at me and ignored it after.

"and, i'm sorry, for what I did to valtryack..."

"yeah, you should be." i deadpanned, checking out my nails as he was this close to jumping my ass.

valt just grinned happily. "hey! you're not getting off that easily!"

i still say we should still beat him up.

so a lot happened after that. but lets just say valt has been stalking, harassing, and probably just straight up screaming at daigo to join the bey club.

and to be honest i'm just glad valt didn't do that with me, 'cause lets be honest i would've straight up just kicked him out of reflex.

but in the end, daigo eventually surrendered to valt's unstoppable will power and joined.

p.s. me and him still haven't made up yet and neither of us have apologized for the trauma we've giving one another. don't plan on it either.

so for now we're like friends/enemies. and i can settle for that as long as we're not at each other's throats as much as we used to be.

but moving on.

i need help y'all it's the bey tournament today and just knowing that is scaring the living hell out of me </3

WHAT IF I START HALLUCINATING AGAIN??

so turns out ima be going through my third round against another competitor. also shu's gonna be there too but no one really cares bout him.

anywho, so now i'm here sitting in back stage and waiting for my turn to go up while i sit on the couch with my legs up to my chest, using my last brain cell for once in my life while playing among us.

i'm the imposter, but you didn't hear that from me.

lmao so far, i don't even know what the fuck i'm doing🤩

then shu walked in.

gross.

"sup frat boy." i waved and he just gave me a confused look that said 'i want to ask what a 'frat boy' is, but my gut is telling me to stay quiet'.

"hey y/n. so, who are you going up against?" ah, the question i've been trying to avoid.

"huh? oh, yeah, i don't know i wasn't really paying that much attention to.... anything really." ah, the joys of having a shit memory when things actually matter😍

"you don't know?" he repeated. like, yuh. i just said that didn't i?

"yeah...anyway, sorry for suddenly disappearing yesterday." referring to when valt went up against daigo and i started freaking hallucinating.

"it's fine. but what was that all about?" he took a seat on the other end of the couch, with a curious expression.

"why? oh it was just pure chaos. i started hallucinating like i never have before. and i've gone through a bunch of episodes as a child after accidentally getting into my sisters...secret collection." not me venting about my past trauma to shu.

fun fact, mio's a lot more of a freak then she looks.

"hallucinations?" he questioned with an almost concerned look.

"yeah, it was wild. when valt and daigo were still on stage, i could of sworn i saw 'the spirits of their beys'. i don't even know, if i'm being honest. but i did know that someone probably just spiked my drink or something. it actually sounds a lot dumber when i say it out loud." i shrugged and went back to writing random stuff down.

"spiked your drink?" he repeated for the seventh time.

LIKE GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD??

but then i remembered that this guy is like eleven and probably doesn't even know what that means.

"yeah, like when your drugged against your own will." well that was dark... "anyway, i'm okay now so it doesn't really matter any more."

"DRUGGED??"

"yuh."

"..." it was silent for a good ten seconds.

"y/n i don't think you're 'okay'...." he shifted uncomfortably.

"wow congratulations officer fuck face, you really connected the dots on that one😕"

his eye twitched in annoyance, mostly at the crude language. he just sighed in annoyance. like i should be the one to do that pal🤨

"y/n, i think you should go to hospital..." he rubbed his forehead in frustration.

"no can do shu-shu. i'm banned from that place." not me giving him a nickname.

"your banned from the hospital?? HOW?" he was shook in his seat.

"UMM, okay so if i tell you the full story, you're gonna have to promise that you're not gonna to judge me." i looked over to him with a 'if you tell anyone this ima kill you for real this time😐'

him, being eaten alive by curiosity, sighed. "fine, i promise i won't judge you." yeah, you better not.

"pinky swear?" i placed my hand before him and stuck out my pinky. he looked so done with me.

"yeah, okay, pinky promise." he stuck out his hand and latched his finger on mine, resisting the urge to sigh in exhaustion at the childish antics.

"shu, if you break this, i will never trust you again." i deadpanned, and he just nodded, low key freaked out. "so it all started when i seven-"

"MISS L/N! YOU'RE UP!" this oompa loompa looking ass staff member did not just interrupt me...

"yes sir." i gave a salute and shoved my phone in my pocket. "see you shu. i can tell you what happened later." i got up and left through the door thing to make my dramatic entrance.

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so yeah i won for plot reasons and what not. while i was having the battle, no bey spirit ever appeared so that does indeed confirm my suspicions that i was hallucinating.

now i'm on my way back to back stage to grab my stuff.

"good luck." i said blankly as shu walked past me for his round.

"don't need it." wow, okay how about a 'thank you'☹️?

so then i made my way over to the crowd and joined the others.

"HEY Y/N! THAT WAS SUCH A COOL BATTLE! YOU COMPLETELY DESTROYED THEM LIKE IT WAS NOTHING!" okay valt no need to state the obvious😍😋🤡

"thanks, but anyway, shu's up next, right?" i already new that but i need a conversation starter so...

"yeah! i can't wait to see him on stage!" i can. ever since i met that bossy motherfucker i've never been able todo anything i want.

once, i was about to throw a paper airplane at the teacher for being a hoe and giving us extra homework, but instead of it poking that waste of air...

SHU CAUGHT THE DAMN THING AND GLARED AT ME MOUTHING THE WORDS 'don't even think about it.'

LIKE MIND YOUR DAMN BUSINESS?? THAT WHOLE SCENE GONNA BE MY VILLAIN  ORIGIN STORY I SWEAR TO GOD.

but moving on...

i kinda just zoned out leaning on the fence thing that separated the crowd from the stadium while daigo, who was standing right next to me, went on about explaining stuff about balance type beys.

damn. this boring as fu-

"FIRST BATTLE!" okay lime dude, get it over with please.

blah, blah, then they launched their beys. spin,  spin— you know how it is.

while i was low key spying on shu, (definitely not for the reason i'm having second thoughts about hallucinating about the bey spirits) but just because...um, i can?😇

so i'm pretty sure we all know where this is going...though it hasn't happened yet. shu wins, other guy loses, blah blah bla-

"..."

"yo...someone better tell me why the fuck there's a big ass red demon thing standing behind shu right now. i want some answers."

"huh-? what are you talking about...?" daigo asked, giving me a look of concern as if expecting me to crawl back into the mental hospital.

"..."

that's spryzen...isn't it?

"..."

OHHELLNOFUCKTHISIMGOINGHOMEBYE-

CLINK

then the crowd went wild. shu won, congratulations, but the REAL problem and main question of the year is what crack i smoked/snorted before coming to this place??

nothing good, i bet. i feel like i need to go back to therapy.

while everyone was just celebrating shu's win, i was standing there like a stick man, with the light in my eyes vanishing along with the will to live; slowly draining from my body.

and that's when the most horrible, horrific, horrendous, horrifying, frightening, monstrous and any other words for scary had just happened.

i made eye contact with satan. i just made eye contact... with satan.

aka, spryzen.

fuck.

i couldn't move. i was petrified. horrified.

i'm... i'm so done with living.

it only got worse when he opened his mouth to speak. "well, well, i guess he was right. you can see us."

IT FUCKING SPOKE??😰

i deadass nearly shit myself.

so, you're telling me this isn't a hallucination?

wait...do i have powers too??

POOF

girly just disappeared, leaving me questioning the meaning of life.

so... i can see these hoes. can't tell if i should be happy or just shocked??

both. ima be both.

AND WHAT DID THAT GUY MEAN BY 'HE WAS RIGHT'??

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there ended up being another round and i have come to the conclusion that i'm not hallucinating.

this is real.

bey spirits exist.

i literally just witnessed a bird spirit thing by some guy named 'hoji' to confirm it.

and... i'd just like to say, i'm not mad with it. like these guys may look goofy as hell with their three thousand eyes, but i mean... at least their interesting.

now i realize that i should no longer stare at them for more then five minutes or they will know something is up.

and not gonna lie some of them beys low key mommy as hell. well, except 99% of them were male but...PFFT- DETAILS DETAILS🙄🙄

"AND OUR NEXT COMPETITOR IS NONE OTHER THEN WAKIYA MURASAKI!"

what.

i looked over to daigo with a 'wtf he's still alive??' look.

he returned with a nod. i'm telling you, me and this kid can basically read each other's minds. it's kinda scary.

"..."

"remember when you cursed him out."

"PLEASE DON'T REMIND ME OF MY SHAMEFUL PAST."

emo lookin ass just slapped a hand over his mouth to hide his big grin and muffled laughs.

"this is no laughing matter daigo i legitimately thought i was going to die😐" i deadpanned and this hoe nearly balled out laughing while he shot his head away from mine to avoid eye contact.

"i thought it was a mafia boss tryna kidnap me."

"PFFT-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP-"

"SWEET! THEN I'LL HIT HIM UP TO JOIN THE BEY CLUB!" Valt having his own little celebration over there, meanwhile daigo finally finished hyper ventilating.

"don't bother." i don't know how, but i think daigo just might be my long lost twin, considering we were literally in sink when we just said that.

"i'd rather jump off a building then have that guy near me with a twenty foot pole." i deadpanned and everyone kinda looked at me like: 'i'm scared she'd actually do it...'

meanwhile daigo was trying to contain laughter. i mean, at least he gets my humour 😒

i just decided to no longer pay any attention to what they were saying and focus on the match. i'm gonna be honest, i'm kinda curious to see what kind of bey spirit wakiya has.

wait a second, AM I PSYCHIC??

"FIRST ROUND!"

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long story short, wakiya won. blah, blah, you know what happened don't make me explain everything.

right after valt and honcho started fighting over something probably very stupid, both their foreheads pushed up against one another.

"um, okay, fruity much🤨?" then i took a picture and that was daigo's last straw as he had to slam his head on the fence to contain laughter.

"HEY! YOU DELETE THAT!" oh shit, angry honcho-

"nah, i'm good. this could be used as some pretty good black mail if i do say so myself."

"WHY YOU LITTLE-"

honcho started screaming at me like it was the end of the world if he didn't. damn who knew blondes could be so aggressive😒

see? nothing good comes from guys who stuffs manga in there pants😐

then before i could further insult honcho in my head, my super-duper special and amazing ears over heard bitches talking shit.

my ear wiggled in the direction of an unfamiliar voice, and out of the corner of my eye i was able to spot wakiya, and his underline, hoji konda, the one with the bird for a bey spirit, looking at me.

THE FUCK.

"that's y/n l/n? she may look pretty childish, but she seems pretty tough. aren't you worried?" the fluffy haired, taller guy asked. "i mean, the girls got game."

yeah i know, what of it?🥱

"i don't care who she is, she's not a problem." wakiya snapped back, reminding me of a rabid ankle biter. "she's nothing more then a nuisance with a bad mouth."

look i'll agree with you on the bad mouth part...BUT I AIN'T NO NUISANCE BITCH.

"careful! she might try and 'black mail' you!" hoji snickered, laughing a bit.

exactly bitch so don't try me🤨

little did he know i was already thinking of ways to dig up dirt on that motherfucker wakiya and bring him to justice for his shit talk about me.

goofy little whore bout to feel my WRATH.

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next day everybody, nothing much has changed. i'm still the sleep deprived maniac i've always been, honcho still had manga stuffed up his ass, ken is still bipolar, daigo's still emo, valt is making a bey club sign—

wait, what.

"your writing could use some work! just saying."

"i can barely read it..."

"it looks like you just dipped a rake in black paint and stabbed the cardboard with it."

me and Kens puppets were on a roll roasting valts... attempts on making a club sign. i think you can guess which one was me.

"AW COME ON Y/N! ITS NOT THAT BAD!" valt looked back up to his... abstract art.

"no. it is. it is that bad." nah cause it WAS.

suddenly our attentions were taken back by a certain manga ass stuffer. "hey guys! take a look at some real art!" i'd rather not...

everyone turned honchos way, who supposedly made a new sign for the bey club.

"..."

"that ones just as bad!"

"i don't think this is working..."

"this is PHYSICALLY hurting me."

it was basically valt's sign but neater writing. then honcho and valt started fighting over who's was better. but ken finally stopped them with his scary aura and biting puppets.

as usual, i