Scrapped Enhancements || Malereader X Murder Drones

Cabin Fever || Chapter 9

*She held out 2 collars, that had numbers of 002, and 048... and as I looked, I felt something weird... I don't know why but... those numbers were very familiar.*

Lizzy: "So like... what does that mean?"

Uzi: "Well, I don't know much, but apparently Doll's parents and my mom wore these things... and that place they were at might have answered... That's why we are going on that trip."

Thad: "Oh! That makes sense."

Uzi: "Yes. But I need help with distracting the class... So-"

N: "Oh, are you asking to come with me!"

Uzi: "BITE ME! But... Maybe..."

*Uzi blushed as V sighed, and I chuckled*

N: "YES! Camping!"

V: "Whatever... not like I really have a choice. With no people here, there's no point in staying."

Y/N: "Sure."

*Uzi smiled and looked at Lizzy and Thad*

Uzi: "You two help them out. You know N and... V so you might be able to calm them down... slightly."

Thad: "Sure thing Z!"

Lizzy: "I don't know..."

Y/N: "Come on Lizzy? Think about it-"

*I walk over to Lizzy and put my hand on her shoulder*

Y/N: "You can use that chance to take pictures of all of us, and prove you are the closes to these murderous drones and me~"

*Lizzt thought and smiled*

Lizzy: "Alright! I like the sound of that."

*I gave Uzi a thumbs up and she nodded*

Uzi: "Ok, anyways, let's continue training."

*We continued to train our AbsoluteSolver abilities for the next couple of days... we started to get really good at it, and I also got better at my holograms...*

*Soon, it was time to go to Camp. 98.7. I was flying beside N and V, wearing a camping consoler outfit*

N: "Why can't we take the bus?"

V: "The workers are frightened of us, moron."

Y/N: "Better question, why do we have to wear consoler outfits?"

N: "Because we are CAMP CONSOLERS!"

V: "I didn't agree to this..."

Y/N: "I can tell. So we just go in, distract the class from Uzi letting her search around. It should be easy."

V: "Eh..."

*Soon we see everyone and we fly down crashing into the floor, everyone looks frightens as we turn around to face the Worker Drones. V pops a bubblegum*

Y/N: "Where?"

V: "From a child's pocket."

Y/N: "Shouldn't that be like... digusting?"

V: "We eat the inside of your worker drones."

Y/N: "Fair enough... Can I have one?"

*V looks at me before tossing me one and I pop one in my mouth*

N: "Welcome, campers! Let's sound off!"

*N looks at his clipboard and starts to count down*

N: "One! Two!"

*Nobody says a word until V fires a shot and kills a Worker Drone. I don't look frightened as much as I do, annoyed.*

Worker Drones: "THREE/FOUR/FIVE/SIX/SEVEN/EIGHT/NINE/TEN/ELEVEN!"