A few days passed.

The tension never ceased to exist, but it never rose, either.

Friendships started to show quite clearly.

Ian and Crainer.

Sky and Jin.  (Sorry Skylox fans.  No Skylox for you.  :P)

Me and Mitch.

Mark and Felix.

Barney, Jess, and Ross were hanging out a bit together.

Sub is very quiet, obviously.  He tends to use quite a bit of the notepad to draw.  THEY LOOK AWESOME.

Ty...is creepy.  He keeps watching everyone talk with a grin on his face.  Almost like...he's done this before.  I knew for a fact he wasn't the mastermind.  Don't ask.  I just have that gut feeling.  I'm gonna stay away from him, though, just in case.

Quentin would usually hang around in the glass room, staring into the wilderness for hours.  I usually had to go get him for meals.  Afterwards, he would head straight back to the room.

Seto spent a lot of his time in the Enchantment Room.  We never really bothered him except for meals.

Nick...was just Nick.  He didn't really have a set pattern in his ways.  One moment he's in the glass room with Quentin, the next in the game room playing Legend of Zelda:  Twilight Princess.  Whatever THAT was.

MonoKirby would pop up from time to time to "check" on us.  Honestly, I think he was kinda mad that no one was killing anyone else.  He seriously thinks we're gonna actually kill each other.

I sighed heavily and walked into the kitchen for my daily breakfast of fish.  After I grabbed about 4, I headed into the Grand Hall.  Everyone else was already eating.  I sat by Mitch and picked at my fish.  I had a terrible feeling about today....

"Hey, Biggums, you OK?"  Mitch asked, sounding concerned.

I put my face in my paws.  "No...I have a terrible feeling about today.  Baccas' instincts are not to be ignored."

"Right you are, Jerome.  BOYO!"

MonoKirby appeared right in front of me.

I yelled and scooted really far from the table.  A couple people chuckled, but a quick glare from the others shut them up.

I growled angrily, my fur bristling.  "Don't.  Do.  That."

MonoKirby just smirked.  "I do what I want (CUZ A PIRATE IS FREE.  HE IS A PIRATE!  Sorry, I had to.  xD).  Anyways, you all are boring, boyo!  So, the mastermind said that it's time for the motivations!"

He spun in a circle and little pieces of paper floated down in front of each person.  "These are some pretty bad secrets about yourself, boyo!  If no one has killed in 1 week, all secrets shall be revealed, boyo!"

I arched my eyebrow and opened mine.

'Jerome was a seeker in Hide N' Seek, and he was killed by a bunch of anvils.'

Umm...what?  Isn't death, like, final?  The flip does this mean?

I sighed and shoved the paper into my pocket.  This secret isn't worth killing for.

I glanced around at some people, and my Lord their reactions were hella different than mine.

Most looked shocked, some were quivering, some had tears coming down their face.

I glared at MonoKirby.  "The frick is wrong with you?!"  I growled.

"HEHEHEHEHE!!  Nothing is wrong with me, boyo!  I'm just the messenger.  Don't shoot the messenger, boyo!"  He laughed crazily before spinning in a circle and disappearing in a little puff of smoke.

Mitch was one of the ones who were quivering.  I stood up and walked over to him, making extra sure that I couldn't see his paper.  I didn't want to know secrets that shouldn't be shared....

"Mitch, you...OK, biggums?"  I asked cautiously.  He jumped slightly, shoving the paper into his hoodie's (OK, seriously?!  Isn't hoodie a freaking word?!?!) pocket.  "Honestly, biggums, no.  The thought that a terrible secret of yours could be revealed is terrifying."

I frowned before I straightened up, coughing to get everyone's attention.  "Guys, don't listen to him.  He's being a doosh. (Is that how you spell it?) Honestly, I don't think these secrets are as bad as you make them out to be.  HECK, mine is just legitimately stupid."  I pulled the paper from my pocket and read it.  "' Jerome was a seeker in Hide N' Seek, and he was killed by a bunch of anvils.'  I don't even understand that!"

Some of them were murmuring some degree of agreement, but most were still very reluctant.

I sighed.  "I'm not saying you should share your secrets.  Personally, I'd rather not know any of your secrets unless you personally told me/us.  I'm just saying, NO SECRET IS WORTH KILLING FOR."  I spoke, emphasizing each word.

Everyone clapped.  I felt myself blush under my fur as I sat down.  When the heck did I become a speech...bacca....

Afterwards, Mitch challenged me to a cup of Mario Kart.  "I could beat you with my eyes closed!"  I gave my signature smirk.  "Did you just challenge a bacca to a game of Mario Kart and then said you'd beat them?  Ohhhhh...YOU'RE ON!"

*2 HOURS AND 4 CUPS LATER*

1st:  Baccaman
2nd:  Mitchthecanadian
3rd:  Luigi (CPU)

"HAHAHAHA!  I beat you!"  I yelled happily.  Mitch groaned and placed his Wii remote beside him.

"Geez, biggums, you weren't kidding."  "Pffft.  You thought I was kidding?  I might not remember exactly what happened before we got here, but I know several things about baccas.  Obviously.  1.  Don't give a bacca a sword to fight with.  They will get REALLY offended, and you DON'T want to see what happens when you offend a bacca.  Baccas fight with axes and axes only.  2.  Baccas are BOSSES at racing games.  It's literally like a...umm, that term when you get a trait from your parents."  "Genetic trait."  "Yeah, that!  Anyways, it's a genetic trait.  3.  If you see an angry bacca, DON'T RUN.  They will take that as a sign to attack you.  The best way to calm a bacca is to give him or her a raw fish.  Which leads to number 4.  4.  Baccas only eat raw fish.  Absolutely nothing else.  If you try to give us those...VILE CREATURES...."  I shuddered as the image of cooked fish floated through my mind.  "...well, unless you're REALLY good friends with the bacca and you are doing it as a joke, they will literally kill you."

Mitch just sat there with an extremely interested face.  "Can humans...be friends with baccas?"  I frowned.  "Rarely.  Bacca fur is highly coveted.  We've come to distrust all humans.  The only reason I didn't freak out at all the humans in the grand room was because I was still very disoriented.  When I finally realized this, I had already considered you a friend and them as...just roommates, I guess."

Mitch pondered the info I gave him.  "That's...extremely interesting.  I've never really heard of baccas before.  Just that they kinda look like Chewbacca from Star Wars."  I gasped dramatically.  "How dare you compare us awesome baccas to that wookie!  We are nothing alike!"  Mitch laughed.  "Yeah.  For one, you actually speak English.  Speaking of...well, speaking, do baccas have their own language?  Just curious."

I thought about it.  Maybe I could start like a secret talking thingie with him so we can talk privately!  "Yeah, we do have our own language."  I leaned in close to him and whispered.  "I'll teach you so we can talk without being understood."  Mitch smirked.  "Lay it on me."

I took a deep breath.  ".kaeps ot dnet saccab woh si sihT"  Mitch eyes went wide.  "What?"

I laughed.  "I said this is how baccas tend to speak."

Mitch laughed.  "You've got to teach that to me, dood!"

"HAHAHA!  Of course I will, Mitch!"  ...anything for you....

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That pic up top is me using that paint thingie that comes with a computer.  I pasted a pic of Kirby and then went from there.  It's my attempt at showing you what MonoKirby would look like.  Personally, I think I did pretty good!

Smash that vote button at hyper speeds, Hyperfans!

-Becca  <3