Why yes, reader, Sono is attempting to write yet another fanfic. No, he hopes this won't die before the first chapter can go up. For motivation, here's the prologue.

Chapter 0: The Replacement

we have finally completed our task
we trust their have been no complications on your end

None so far. Although, I still am curious about what purpose my subjects serve in your... plan.

that does not concern you
all will be revealed in due time

Of course.

continue with your end devil
we will take care of things here

Understood.

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"Bechamel, we do not have time for this."

Barrus had called a group of Knights to the Hall of Heroes for a new temporary member to their team. They were also getting a new mission, as the remaining members were qualified to complete it. However, the original temp member was deemed unfit to fight after an accident at the Lab, leaving Barrus to find a new one on short notice. The next best recommended Knight... was arguing with Bechamel.

"Well, I'm afraid you're gonna have to wait." The stylist shook his scissor blades in Barrus' direction. "Fashion is an art that must not be denied!"

"Bechamel, calm down." The Knight he was arguing with took out his uplink and rang up someone. "I'm calling her right now. And I don't- nevermind. Barrus, I'm sorry."

Needless to say, Barrus was slowly losing his patience, pressing his fingers against his forehead. "It's no big deal." *I'm getting too old for this.*

"Oh, Nosu, hey. Is Fyra busy? Bechamel is- She's sick? Alright, well, see ya later."

"Sick?" Bechamel threw his hands up. "Great, where am I gonna find a Hair Stylist teacher now?"

"Wherever you do, I need Soko now." Barrus' annoyance could be heard in his tone.

"Fine, fine, go ahead." With that, the two left for the Hall.