Me: *walks into Q & A HeadQuarters after so long* *looks around to see the entire Q & A Room in shambles* I've been away longer than I thought...

Albert: *wanders in and gasps* Lindsay!? *runs to me and hugs me tightly* You're back!

Me: *laughs awkwardly and gently pushes him away*Yeah, so I am...what happened here?

Albert: Let's just say that things went downhill real quick the week you left...

Me: How?

Albert: Well, it started when a good number of us found out about you focusing on that game you're addicted to right now...

Me: *crosses my arms* Overwatch did not do this.

Albert: It wasn't just the game, Linds. It was the ships that it offered.

Me: *widens my eyes before narrowing them* So finding joy in pairings that brought me to numerous fan fictions and inspiring me again to write made *gestures to the mess around us* this happen?

Albert: *slightly nods* Some of us didn't take it too well that you 'left the fandom'. Some of us tried to take your place as the Q & A host. Billy, Jessica, Stuhlinger, Nero, Marlton *mutters 'of all people Marlton' under his breath*, and Gabby too. We let her go after she insisted everyone to wear clothes with memes on them.

Me: So...where is everyone exactly?

Albert: Upstairs. After the fallout, not a lot of us wanna see each other. Words were said, fists were exchanged, and without you or any of your friends to put some order 'round here, things ended without any chance of getting better.

Me: *waves him off* Stop being pessimistic right now, Albert. Call everyone in here. *walks out the door before looking back at him* I built this series with my own time, blood, sweat, and tears to have it end like this. *closes the door behind me*

~Everyone piled in the Q & A Room. There's a lot of tension between everyone*

Me: *walks in with a determined glare* Hello, everyone.

Billy: Well, if it ain't the one that keeps sayin' she's 'too busy' 'cause she's spendin' her time writing Junkmetra for her Overwatch lackeys. 

Me: *glares at him* If it isn't the one who's a part of a long line of individuals that failed at one job here at Q & A HQ: my own job.

Marlton: Your former job to be precise?

Misty: *groans* Marlton, shut up. *snuggles close to Jessica*

Me: Wait, what? *looks between the three* Wha-

Misty: We had a fight. *shrugs* It's over between us. I'm with someone better at expressing feelings.

Me: *gestures between Jessica and Floyd* You guys too?

Jessica: A lot can happen in a year, Lindsay. Me and Floyd thought it was best that we stopped the flirting and focused on being serious with other people.

Me: *raises eyebrow* What about Krueger?

Misty: *snorts* Let that son of a b#tch try. I'll be waitin'.

Me: If anyone else is seeing someone different from the last time I was here, raise your hand.

Stuhlinger: *raises his hand*

Me: Who?

Stuhlinger: *dramatically* I'm done with sandwiches! I love...burgers now!

Everyone: *groans*

Takeo: She was being serious, Mr. Stuhlinger.

Nikolai: *Punches Takeo's arm in a friendly manner* Come on, Takeo. Take Nikolai for example. I stopped drinking vodka!

Me: What!?

Nikolai: Da, I'm done with it!

Nero: *shakes his head at me secretly*

Me: *nods at him before turning to everyone* So...this is where it ended, huh?

Jack: Afraid so.

Me: I call this 'ending' complete and utter b#llsh#t. I've made mistakes climbing up my way to announce myself as 'Queen of CoD: Zombies' and I don't really care about how you all may view me now. Like I said, I worked my butt off to make this my well-known series for individuals in the community to enjoy reading. We'll laugh, we'll cry, we'll reminisce on how this fandom brought many of us together, you guys. *points to everyone* Without y'all, how else would this game become so popular among so many fans? I came here to bring the best, wacky, and disturbing moments out of y'all through my 'story-telling'. This series wasn't supposed to be a 'hit', especially when it only had twelve views in total for the very first two chapters. I'm glad it became popular and I'm glad through this book, I can brighten someone's day through some random moments. However, even reality can be hard to handle at times and I lost at the start of 2017. Remember that post I made, Billy, when I hurt someone because of my selfishness?

Billy: *stays quiet before nodding*

Me: Well, I couldn't jump back from that incident and it backfired on me. Ever since then, I felt that I couldn't get back on track, leading me to slowly disappear from y'all. 

Everyone: *stays silent*

Me: Then I became involved with Overwatch and other games that inspired me to write a bit more. I never forgot you guys, but I didn't have it in me to continue writing when a certain someone and certain friends were pressuring me to the point that I had a breakdown. Let me tell you something, Billy, because you're far too familiar to mental breakdowns: it's not pretty. 

Billy: Yeah, I get it.

Me: *takes a deep breath* So after taking some time off Wattpad, finding a stable mindset, and writing for my own pleasures, I'm here to say...I'm sorry that I took so long.

Jessica: *gets up and puts a hand on my shoulder* We don't always have good days, Linds. Things don't always go planned. Take a look at Nero.

Nero: Indeed Ms. Rose, my performances can always go wrong. *looks at me* Lindsay, do you know what I do if I get told to get off the stage when I did a bad trick.

Me: *stays quiet*

Nero: *smiles softly* I simply take a bow. No matter what life throws you, or in my numerous cases whatever the crowd throws at you, you have to know that you don't stop being you; don't ever stop because things don't go according to plan. Otherwise, you may never know your true potential when you finally persevere through the hell of yours.

Misty: *sniffles* When did you start becoming a preacher?

Nero: Years of bad luck, my dear. Oh, and Dat Boi.

Marlton: *shivers* Yes, your worst phase yet.

Nero: Hush.

Me: Thank you Nero. Thanks you guys. *looks at the readers* Thank you all for hopefully waiting for a new update. As a reward or surprise...*opens the front door and looks back at the crews* Okay, who's going to share rooms with who?

Floyd: Wait, what?

Me: *looks back outside* Come on, y'all!

~Everyone from Overwatch and CupHead burst through the door*

Finn: No, no, no! *gets pushed away by Lucio*

Lucio: I ain't hearing that noise!

Symmetra: The structure of this building seems jarring even on the inside. I demand to know the architect behind this mess.

Marlton: *offended* For your information, madam, I was simply following the blueprints handed to me. Yes, I did check for any errors and I found none.

Marlton and Symmetra: *continue arguing*

Junkrat: Oi, now this home looks better than ours! Right, Roadhog?

Roadhog: *grunts*

Widowmaker: *wrinkles her nose before sitting next to Jessica* I do not find this arrangement at all pleasing. It is far too limited on spacing

Jessica: Then get out.

Cuphead and Mugman: *arguing with Stuhlinger and Russman*

Cuphead: Might not wanna go head to head with us. We beat the devil himself.

Stuhlinger: Really? How many tries did it take ya? 

Mugman: We're currently thriving while your fandom is, unfortunately, dead.

Russman: Least our pairings don't involve incest...

Richtofen: *having an intellectual conversation with Mercy before becoming insane* You resurrect individuals from zhe dead, I control zhe dead zhemselves! *maniacal laughter*

Mercy: I am, sadly, not a psychiatrist. Would you like me to recommend you to someone else?

CoD, Overwatch, and Cuphead: *continue their arguments*

Me: *sighs* Well, we'll work on it. Expect a new chapter this summer. I'm back in business and that means I want you to leave any questions or dares in the comment section! Hope y'all enjoyed!

Tank: *wrestles his way between Tracer and Soldier, both individuals glaring at Tank* Be sure to vote, comment, and follow Lindsay! Oo-fucking-rah, we're back!

Richtofen: *escapes Mercy's persistent questions about his metal stability* Zhe Doctor is in, mein lieblings!

Me and Richtofen: <3Bye<3