"That's probably the point," He replied, moving to curl up in one of the arm chairs and closing his eyes.

--Scene Change--

"OLIVER!" One shrieked, rushing forward and tackling the redhead, almost knocking him to the ground. "Ninja, you are AMAZING! How did you find him!?"

"I sent him a text message and told him to meet us here..." Ninja replied, lifting an eyebrow.

"...Simple...but brilliant." C nodded.

"Gah!" Oliver stumbled a bit. "One! I thought they caught you!"

He wrapped around the smaller boy tightly.

"They had!" One breathed. "But that weird Japanese guy that Near likes came and got us out, then we met up with some people and DUDE, OLIVER! Ninja is a redhead!"

He turned, pointing toward the group - where Ninja was still dressed like a ten year old girl, her hair in a braid, and Ender was still in a dress.

Oliver blinked.

"...And Ender's a girl?" He tilted his head and frowned. "Wait...THAT's Ninja!?"

He pointed and C immediately pushed his hand down.

"Don't tell the world!" C snapped.

"Ninja?" Ninja blinked, lifting an eyebrow. She cocked a hip and crossed her hands over her hips. "Pssh, whatever! Only boys like those things! They're dumb!"

"What do you like, sweetheart?" Ender asked, speaking in such a mom voice that Oliver had to wonder if he had the right group of people.

"The Jonas Brothers!" Ninja sighed, dreamily.

"...Ah, I think I just got cancer." Oliver muttered.

"Where's Far?" C asked Oliver.

"Oh, because I fuckin' know, right?" Oliver threw his hands up.

Ninja's pocket vibrated and she pulled out her phone, flipping it open. "Secret says that Far boarded a plane some time ago."

"...How would Secret know that?" One asked, before he paused. "How the hell did Secret send you a text message?!"

"Didn't we get him a Braille cell phone or something?" C asked.

"Where's Far going?" Oliver asked before pulling a bottle of pills out of his pocket and shaking it.

"Yeah, but he can't see the screen!" One cried. "And he's mute- he can't tell the phone to 'Text Ninja'!"

"Maybe it reads his mind," Ender commented, his voice bored.

"Yeah, there's an ap for that." Oliver rolled his eyes. "Guys, we got a few really bad factors. One, we're stuck here for the time being. Two, we've been duped and the bad guys are actually back home with our friends and three, we have a potential psychotic on plane flying back home."

They all lifted an eyebrow at one another before Ender said, "Beyond had his ass handed to him by Near and Zero was stabbed in the stomach. We already called in and checked up on them."

"Huh!?" Oliver gaped. "Who the fuck was gonna call me!?"

"...Secret?" C shrugged.

"We gotta get back there, Jesus Christ!" Oliver went on hysterically.

"Weren't you just saying we're stuck here?" Ender offered while One glared at Oliver.

"Why in such a hurry?" He asked, hotly.

"All hell's breaking lose!" Oliver told One before he blinked. "...What?"

"If you hadn't stayed out of sight, we could have gotten a hold of you faster and already been on a plane," Ender pointed out in his usual dead pan.

"Let's just get on a plane," One groaned. "I'm sure Matsuda can get us one..."

--Scene Change--

"I had a feeling I'd find you here," A voice called through the silence, cutting into it but for some reason not upsetting the flow.

Next moved up to Mello's side, staring down at the grave that had been marked for their departed mentor, though the actual body lay somewhere else entirely.

"...I knew you'd be coming." Mello replied lifelessly as his eyes continued to trace the Old English 'L' that marked the gravestone- the only form of writing on it.