[Fortuna]: Luck depends on no one....right? (4/3)

WHAT THE HECK IS ALL OF THIS, INSULTRON yells as he comes in to existence. Actually he doesn't. I'm the one yelling that pretending he's yelling that. Of course, I to am also not yelling that, mainly because this is in text format, so I guess I'm typing it? Ok I'll admit, I'm also whispering all of this to myself to attempt some form of grammar check, god knows I need it.







I'll tell you what the heck is happening, the worst INTER-MISSION. I mean INTER-MISSIONS are suppose to be horrible but this one bites the cake. Eats the cake? Wait what the heck is wrong with eating cake? I...Actually think I'm using this phrase wrong.*






Either way, things are slowly going up in flames. The cobalt Kelda shippers are coming out of the woodwork (Actually that's a good ship, why didn't that happen?), ship fics between me and the bird I'm baby sitting are starting to circulate throughout the Atlantic ocean, and I'm being shaken down over my secrets. How can I tame the masses? Do I need to pull a gainax ending? Have another alligator destroy us all? I mean, it's [Fortuna]'s birthday, she'd want horrible endings and widespread destruction I think.


* I realized after finishing this that the correct phrase is "Takes the cake"