Word Count : 1394

Requested By : haha_sleep_go_brrr

Hermits (Major) : Iskall85,

Hermits (Minor) : Mumbo Jumbo, Bdouble0100, Grian, Pearlescentmoon, GTWScar, ZedaphPlays, TangoTek, XisumaVoid,

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Iskall groaned as their subconscious woke them up again.

They hadn't even opened their eyes and they could already tell that they had fallen asleep in the World Room again because of the numb feeling in their arms.

Mentally groaning at themself, Iskall began to count down in from five in their head.

It would happen any moment now.

3

2

1-

A gentle hand placed itself on Iskall's forearm. And a very hushed and soft voice spoke up. "Eragon?"

Yep, that signaled the end of the World Meeting because they had been stupid and not gotten enough sleep prior. It also meant that whoever was still here was the last one here with them.

Scrunching their face, Iskall sucked in a deep breath of air through their nose before cracking an eye open.

At first, everything was normal.

For about point five seconds, and that's when they noticed it.

The person who had placed their hand on Iskall's shoulder was not who they thought they were.

Iskall had originally thought it had been Ren or Mumbo- you know- one of his 'male' allies.

No.

The person who had placed their hand on them was a very tall woman, with long pitch black hair that seemingly never stopped flowing down her head and shoulders.

Long black bangs were covering her face, but Iskall could just make out bright red eyes from behind them.

The woman kept her hand placed on Iskall's forearm. "Iskall? The meeting is over." She spoke again. Her voice was a higher pitch than Mumbo's, but it still held the same quiet whisper and accent.

For a moment Iskall could only stare in- shock- at the woman and stutter, bringing themself to a sat up straight position.

Eventually, they managed to form a proper, sentence in Common tongue.

"M-Mumbo?!"

The woman craned her head to the side. Her bangs shifted as she did. She wore a slightly confused expression as she just stared back at Iskall, but with a more curious expression before eventually offering a smile.

"I think you mean Mallory."

Iskall sat straight and stared at the woman. They knew that this woman- Mallory- could not miss the obvious dumbfounded expression they wore.

They slapped themself multiple times mentally across the face to see if they were tripping or dreaming.

Iskall blinked once. "Mallory? Wha- who-"

This time, Iskall actually slapped themself and winced at the sting they received.

The action also drew an alarmed expression from Mallory, who harshly shook them.

"Iskall! What did you do that for?!"

Iskall bit the inside of their mouth as they resteadied themself once more. "Holy shit, I'm- I'm tripping or dreaming. Maybe both."

The now female Representative of Ramoraski let out a whine of complaint.

"What's going on in here?"

Iskall turned their head to the third voice.

Opening the World Room doors was yet another woman who was entering the room, and behind her followed a multitude of them.

The woman that had stepped in first looked terrifyingly similar. Tan skin, dark green eyes, short black hair, and a large chain watch hanging from their neck.

"Bdubs?!"

"Raski, what are you doing to Iskall?"

Red marks on Mallory's face lit up and began to glow red as she turned towards the other, much shorter woman. She quickly made several gestures and motions with her hands, to try and explain.

Iskall caught some of what Mallory was signing. Bdubs was never good at reading sign as quickly as they were.

"Iskall slapped themself, Barbara!"

The short woman frowned before looking at Iskall and locking eyes with them. "I knew you were weird, Revolter Scum, but I didn't think you were that weird."

Iskall would have originally snarked back at the name Barbara shot at them, but they were still too busy trying to comprehend what was even going on.

Where the hell were they?!

Barbara placed her hands on her hips. "Alright, who broke Eragon?"

Several of the other woman in the World Room began to speak up and some began to even move up closer to Iskall and surround them.

"Wasn't me, they were already broken."

"They're broken? What's wrong?"

"I bet it was Elyria, those Commies."

Eyes suddenly shot to two of the smallest nation partners.

Iskall's own eyes followed the rest of the rooms.

A short woman and a short man were standing side by side with each other. They both were standing a ways from the rest.

The woman, and most clearly the female equivalent of Grian, cocked her head to the side in suspicious innocence. Her short strawberry blonde hair following the motions of natural gravity.

"Hm? What's everyone looking at us for? We didn't do anything wrong."

"I bet you did, Genny," Shot back another woman, who stepped up closer to the pair. She had long brown hair that ended near the shoulder blades in her back. Scars littered the bottoms of her jaw. "You always are the main problem causer!"

South Elyria- or- Genny simply offered a sweet smile that was filled with deception. "Don't act like you are innocent either, Miss Sally."

Iskall felt themself twitch. "They fight just like Grian and Scar do, except now their women."

Iskall swallowed a lump that had formed in the back of their throat. "U-Uh, gu- girls? Can anyone explain to me what's go-going-".

"Iskall? Are you feeling well? You look ill." One of the ladies that was near them stated. This woman had long blonde hair with dull purple eyes. "Have you eaten enough?"

"Of course they haven't eaten enough, Zoey. They fell asleep in the meeting room over night again." Another woman scolded. This woman clearly was the female equivalent of Tango.

Zoey frowned. "Iskall! Shame on you! You said you wouldn't do that anymore!"

Iskall flinched. "Wait, I've done this befo-"

"Let them alone, girls. They've been super busy these past few months."

"Don't tell me you're trying to defend them for bad habits, Ximena."

"Not for bad habits, just for you all to stop picking on them."

As the talking and bickering got louder, Iskall slowly brought their hands up to their ears. But even then as their ears were covered, the arguing kept getting louder.

Staring wide eyed at the light brown wooden circle table, Iskall took three deep breaths of air before the world suddenly went dark.

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Iskall's eyes shot wide open as he suddenly shot up from his laying position. A yelp tore from his throat as he rose all the way to his feet in a standing position.

The legs of his chair scraped the floor with a loud screech, yet somehow didn't fall backward.

Eyes shot to the Eragonean Rep in a heartbeat.

Iskall quickly scanned around the World Room, searching the appearances of his allies.

Mumbo, Scar, Grian- all of them were how they used to be.

"Iskall? You alright there dude?" Questioned Zedaph. His head cocking to the side as he held a white styrofoam coffee cup in one hand.

Iskall sucked in a few more deep breaths of air before he stepped back and slumped down in his now pushed back chair. "Ha... I... I'm fine."

Xisuma laughed from off the side. "Weird dream or something?"

Iskall laughed weakly, yet at the same time he sounded relieved. "Ja, weird dream."

"Care to elaborate?"

"I-I... Dreamt that everyone, except for me, had turned into girls. And the girls into guys." He admitted, reaching up one hand to massage the back of his neck.

A laugh giggle came up from behind Iskall, and then two hands went and firmly placed themselves on Iskall's shoulders.

"That sounds like a nice dream."

Iskall automatically tensed as the hands gripped onto his shoulders. "Haha. . . Who is. . . "

"It's Pearl, dear." She stated in a sweet voice, still not releasing his shoulders from her slow death grip.

Iskall shriveled at that as he just forced himself to remain still.

Doing his best to remain polite, he continued to weakly laugh, though this time not out of relief, but out of fear.

"Great. . . " He strained.

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Fin

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