Once the next school day rolled around, which was a whole weekend later, Ike felt he wasn't ready.

It was Sunday night and he was at Tricia's house and they were playing smash Bros and talking about "Action Plan One". (Ike has tried to convince her to come up with a better name for it "something more creative" but Tricia flipped him off, so).

"I don't know, Tricia," Ike said. Tricia was kicking the shit out of him (Samus) with Pikachu.

"What?" Tricia said, focusing more on the game, "Don't be stupid. It's going to work."

"How do you know?"

"Um, it's me? I'm Tricia?"

Ike smiled, and tried not to laugh. He didn't want her to have the satisfaction, "Ha, ha. You're soo funny... but seriously, what if it doesn't work?"

"It will."

"But what if it doesnt-"

"It will."

"But-"

"IT WILL!" Tricia shouts, killing Samus for the seventh time and ending the match, "Geez, you need to chill out. I already have to deal with one sPAZOID ALL THE TIME!"

"FUCK YOU!" They hear Craig shout through the wall.

Tricia laughs and Ike shakes his head. "You just love doing stuff like that, huh? Are you always annoying or...?"

Tricia nods, "It's entertaining and easy. So, why not?"

Ike puts his controller down and lays back on Tricia's bed, "You're sure about this?"

"For sure, dude. For sure. I swear."