Survivor Socks sat on a hill, near the military base. He sat peacefully, eyes closed to try and remember the scenery from his own world. At one point of his life, he never really thought he would even be thinking that. Different worlds? It was something that only happens in movies, but now, it was extremely real. The resemblance of both worlds, even the trees looked the same, only in this world there was no Wiktoria, no wedding, no funeral, no court case, no betrayal... L4FF had come into this world and was in no doubt planning more chaos.

Survivor Socks blinked and opened his eyes, a part of him wished that everything was a bad dream, but now, it was only reality. He looked to the side and noticed a familiar and comforting person walking towards him- Survivor Meme. Survivor Meme sat down beside him without a word.

“So… Today.” Survivor Socks spoke to break the slighty awkward silence between the two.

“Let's hope this works.” Survivor Meme sighed, Survivor Socks could see the despair in his eyes.

“You dont think it's going to work, do you?” 

“It's just that… after all that's happened, he is always 5 steps ahead of us, how do we know that he has nothing bigger planned? I guess I’m just afraid...”

“This time it will work, because we are prepared. Even if it doesn't, we will try. Again and again. We won't stop until he is defeated, once and for all…”

Survivor Meme gave a small chuckle, Survivor Socks looked at him in confusion.

“Sorry it's just that… Under a year ago, we were in a different world, and we were in a war. All because I was stupid enough not to listen to you, and to ignore who the real mastermind was.” Survivor Meme gave a burst of laughter, his high pitched cackle took over. Survivor Socks giggled at his remark.

“We went to war… I forgot about that! And in my court case, Muffin’s evidence-” Survivor Socks gave an eruption of laughter, and the two took a while to calm down.

“After we defeat L4FF, what are you going to do? We can't go to our world, and I guess we have to stay in this one.” Survivor Meme wondered, he took a deep inhale, as all the serious appeared on his face.

“I don't actually know. Maybe I would help these people, they haven't even started building everything yet.” Survivor Socks replied, “How about you?”

“Maybe I can finally live up to my true potential as a doctor, and get a medical degree!”

“You had one before…”

“That was in the old world, but here, I want to start something completely new, I'll continue the legacy of the Meme from this world!”

Socks had noticed both Survivor Meme and Socks talking from afar. They both looked happy, yet a misrable glint could still be seen.

Maybe I should join them? He contemplated. 

Maybe I shouldn't, I don't want to disturb them…

Socks already found himself walking towards the two, so he took a deep sigh and waved. 

"Hey!" Survivor Socks and Meme looked up to see where the greeting was coming from, until they noticed that it was Socks. The two waved back at him and welcomed him. 

"How are you Socks?" Survivor Socks asked, while giving him some space to sit down. Socks sat down beside him graciously. 

"I'm good! I've just been walking around until I saw you two…" 

"Is everything good? No news about L4FF?" Survivor Meme questioned eagerly. 

"Well, Survivor Blaza, Muffin and Blaza are currently working on the helicopter, Nadwe is with Joocie. Tbh, Oof and Woolfster are getting ready to find the wings and I am here." 

"About L4FF…" Survivor Socks sighed "We aren't going to kill him, because of Laff. I am just making sure, did Laff seem evil at all?" 

"No! He was completely the opposite! He helped us build Meme’s base, he was planning his own business! L4FF is not our Laff, I can promise you that.”

“It's just that in our world, Laff seemed like a good man, he was neutral in the war that Memegod and I had. It wasn't until Tb’s court trial until he revealed his true self by killing Woolfster and Muffin, then telling the remaining people that he had Joocie. It was more of threatening actually-” Surivor Socks explained nervously, Survivor Meme nodded in agreement.

“Oh, Sorry, I didn't know- I saw Laff when he was here… He looked awful, he was miserable. It clearly seemed like he didn't want this. I tried to reassure him until Survivor Blaza came, which made L4FF come out again.” Survivor Meme stood up, a glint of hope sparkled in his eyes. He dusted the dirt from his clothes and stared far at the landscape, he took a bright smile.

“We will get Laff back, and defeat L4FF. We will remove corruption from this world and make sure that it does not suffer the same fate as ours!” Survivor Meme cheered “I will make sure nothing bad happens, I promise.”

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Blaza stood in the grounds of the military base; he was finally going to be building a helicopter!  He waited patiently for Survivor Blaza and Muffin. Muffin was the quickest to arrive, as it only took a few minutes to come. He carried a large chest, and from what Blaza could see, it seemed extremely heavy.

Muffin placed the chest right in front of him and opened it. There were many materials: From rusty iron to fresh metal, from screws and bolts. Blaza was astonished on how Muffin could even find this.

“What… How…?” Blaza asked, he took a pause as he stood there in confusion whilst trying to decide how Muffin was able to find those items. 

“I've been searching…” Muffin stated before quickly adding on “You know, the usual''

Blaza gave a nod as a form of understanding and stood waiting for Survivor Blaza. Where was he? Muffin had just begun to roll out a large piece of paper that seemed to have instructions on how to build a helicopter. Then, after grabbing a few pieces of metal and other materials, he began to start forming the helicopter himself.

“Wait Muffin, we need to wait for Blaza- Survivor Blaza…” Blaza sighed, whilst tapping his foot impatiently on the stone ground. Muffin stopped immediately and glanced around for Survivor Blaza. It took a few daunting minutes, but eventually he came. His torn-up bear hoodie was darker than before and under his glasses were his dull, sleep deprived eyes. He gave a weak grin that seemed genuine.

“Hello, sorry for being late… But I'm here now!” Survivor Blaza exclaimed, he picked up the instruction manual Muffin had placed on the floor, along with some other materials. “I've made this before, twice.”

“Great. Let's do this.” Muffin replied.

Hours passed by, but soon it was complete. The helicopter was a light grey, textured with a smooth metal. The blades were a subtle white, and inside were 6 seats- Two at the front and four at the back. Blaza took a sigh of exhaustion as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“I'm ready to drive.” Muffin announced, he quickly sat in the driver's seat.

“No, you are too young, and besides, you don't even know how to drive.” Blaza argued.

“I’ll do it. I've done it before. But Muffin, you could sit next to me if you want.” Survivor Blaza suggested, Muffin nodded excitedly. He got up from the driver’s seat, and allowed Survivor Blaza to sit there. After heading onto the passenger seat, he asked:

“Are you coming Blaza? We have more seats.” 

Blaza shook his head. “Not right now, I'm pretty tired, and I’m going to check up on the others. Let me know how it goes.” Survivor Blaza and Muffin nodded whilst Blaza began walking away.

Survivor Blaza gave a countdown as he prepared for liftoff.

“3… 2… 1… Liftoff!” The Helicopter began rising from the ground and gave a smooth turn. Soon, the military base was far away and all that was seen were the landscapes. Muffin gasped and Survivor Blaza chuckled.

“I can't believe this!” Muffin exclaimed, Survivor Blaza could see his eyes light up as he looked at the view in awe. He remembered what it was in his world. When going against Survivor Meme in the war, he used to drive his helicopter everywhere- Until it burned. But now, after experiencing this for another time, a smile had finally formed on his face.

“I'm going to go down now, we might run out of gas if we stay here. Survivor Blaza explained, Muffin gave a nod but a speck of disappointment could still be seen. The helicopter gradually went down, the deafening sound it made was getting quieter as they were closer to the ground. After a few moments of landing, Survivor Blaza gave a sigh of relief as he leaned back into his seat. Muffin stood straight, clearly excited on wanting to have journeys like this more often.

Survivor Blaza hopped out the helicopter and ran to the base. A few minutes later, he returned, but this time with a huge can of gas. After fueling the helicopter once more, he opened the door that was on Muffin’s side. Muffin turned around and jumped slightly, but then relaxed after he realised that it was just Survivor Blaza.

“Sorry, you sacred me-” Muffin nervously chuckled. He could see in Survivor Blaza’s face the eagerness for him to go “Im gonna go have to help the others, I'll see you soon!” Muffin quickly walked off to the others and Survivor Blaza gave a light smile to himself. 

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Joocie walked into Nadwe’s room. Nadwe was preoccupied with constantly transforming in and out of his bat form. Joocie knocked on the door frame to indicate that he was in his room. Nadwe jumped and turned around in surprise. 

“J-Joocie! You scared me-” Nadwe exclaimed with a gasp. He turned back into his human form and sat on bed. “What's up?” 

“Sorry about that, I was just seeing how you were doing.” Joocie replied. He sat next to Nadwe. “You're a vampire now. It may seem scary at first, but you'll get used to it!”

“Yeah, I know! I'm getting used to it quickly, Joocie! And I will defeat L4FF!”

“Its just that-” Joocie began speaking, until a knock startled the two, and Survivor Meme came in. He saw the two sitting down.

“Oh sorry, was I interrupting something?” Survivor Meme asked.

“No, not at all. Actually, can you join us?” Joocie answered. Meme nodded and sat down on a chair close to the bed. He waited for the two to carry on their conversation patiently.

“Anyways, you're a vampire now Nadwe. But if there was a cure, would you take it?” Joocie questioned, he then looked at Survivor Meme for reassurance. 

“Well I don't think so, but why would I ever want to? I'm a vampire! I can fly and-” 

“In my world, Laff hated you. Because you were a vampire. He told me that I had to reverse you back to normal so he wouldn't kill you… But I- I couldn't do it. So then N-Nadwe faked it…” Survivor Meme’s voice began breaking, and he took a moment to pause as tears fell down his face. “I-I just don't… Want you to end up like him.” 

“Oh…” The smile and excitement Nadwe had before had completely disappeared. He stood up in confidence.”I know about Survivor Nadwe. But I must be different somehow. I will fulfil his legacy and then, I will decide if I want to keep these abilities. But for now, I need them, more than ever...” 

Survivor Meme wiped his eyes as the tears stopped. He gave a small smile  but was unable to speak. Instead, he nodded, got up, as a sign to show that he needed to go now. Without speaking, he left. Joocie was discontent and looked up at Nadwe. 

“Nadwe, but…” 

Joocie was interrupted by a yell.

“EVERYONE, REPORT TO THE MAIN HALL-” The voice boomed. It was probably one of the Socks’ but they didn't know. Nadwe began making his way to the door.

“Later, but right now they are calling us.” Nadwe reassured Joocie, who gave a sigh out of slight annoyance, but the two quickly left and started walking to the main hall.

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As Nadwe and Joocie entered what was known as the ‘main hall’ they were greeted by a loud commotion. Both of the Socks’ were laughing, Survivor Meme was chuckling with Blaza, Muffin was hanging out with Oof. Tbh, Woolfster and Survivor Blaza were in a discussion. Everyone paused as the two walked into the room, slightly awkwardly.

“Anyway…” Survivor Socks began, “I called you all here to-” 

“What do you mean you?” Woolfster asked, half-jokingly, “I swear it was Socks that called us!”

“I AM Socks-” 

“I think he means Socks from our world-” Muffin stated, and he gave an impatient shot of a look.

“Me? Uhhh… I didnt call, why are you accusing me?” Socks argued. The conversation went on for a few minutes, and finally, they stopped.

“Okay, ANYWAYS, I called you all here because of L4FF.” Survivor Socks began talking, and all the chatter had stopped immediately. “Now, we've all been preparing somehow, someway, and it is all for a good cause. Today, we will defeat- I mean stop, L4FF finally!”

“Yes!” Survivor Meme agreed. 

“We’ve already kinda established that- I find the wings, and life is good!” Woolfster exclaimed. He seemed to be the most excited out of all of them, as he was practically jumping up and down.

“WE find the wings…” Socks corrected, gesturing at both Joocie and Woolfster.

“Maybe we should make a few last-minute adjustments to the plan?” Blaza asked cautiously. It was obvious that he wasn't quite comfortable with something of the plan. 

“We can't just do that, i'll make it much more confusing!” Tbh argued.

“I’d have to agree with Tb. If we change it, then we may not have any time at all to do the whole plan.” Joocie Replied.

“Are you sure, nothing else?” Survivor Socks asked, irritated. Then he quickly began scribbling down something he wrote on a piece of paper. Everyone’s name was highlighted in Pink, Orange, Yellow and Green, which presumably was what everyone was doing.

Oof quickly walked to the large table, in his hands were a large amount of weapons, including Wizard spells. 

“Well while you all were doing your own thing, I made sure that we have weapons-” Oof announced, while placing the large stack on the table carefully.

“Too many weapons-” Tbh commented, grabbing a grey pistol pretending to shoot it.

“I'M KEEPING THIS ONE-” Woolfster yelled as he grabbed a wand from the pile. “AND I HAVE A COOL HAT TO GO WITH THIS ONE!” 

“Thank you Oof.” Survivor Meme nodded happily at Oof after acknowledging him for getting this.

Survivor Socks grabbed an Ak proudly.

“Now let's do this!” 
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