(Y/N) Po...

(Y/N): MAN GET THAT SHIT OUTTA HERE!!

Oh... Sorry bout that.

(Y/N): You better be. Any whore, my name is (Y/N) or whatever, and I'm the best thing to ever happen to anything. Period.

(Y/N): I live in this shithole of a city called Planeptune that's being run into the ground by our lazy goddess. But that's not why I stay here, I stay for her amazingly gorgeous sister, in hopes of one day winning her to my side, or die trying.

People walk by the schizophrenic moron talking to himself.

Rando Numero Uno: Is he okay.

Rando Numero Dos: He looks fine, and totally not a nutjob.

Rando Numero Uno: Whatever.

As the two Random Individuals, this crazy mofo continues to ramble.

(Y/N): I like what you did there with their names. Very Creative....

Was that sarcasm?

(Y/N): Of course it was mang! Got that trash outta here bruh!

OH LOOK, ITS NEPGEAR!

(Y/N): WAT!!!

(Y/N) whips his head around at lighting speeds, almost snapping it, somehow.

Standing just across the road was the girl of his dreams (memes) clad in a one-piece (lol) sailor suit with pink and white high stockings, white boots, and her long, wavy lilac hair.

(Y/N): Did ya really have to put the lol next to one-piece?

Yes

(Y/N): Whatever, welp, time to go say some stupid shit and totally win her over cause this is a fanfic!

He then attempts to cross the road...... into oncoming traffic.

(Y/N): Oh fuck.

The lilac girl looks over into the road, only to see the genius himself get ping-ponged around by the cars, and screaming like a little bitch, before landing right in-front of said girl.

(Y/N): Oh... my gluteus maximus....

Nepgear: Oh my! Are you okay?

(Y/N) then unnatural shifts upward like cryptid and poses like nothing happened.

(Y/N): I'm Okay like Machine Gun Kelly!

Nepgear: Who's that?

(Y/N): Doesn't matter. Any who, listen here girly. I've taken quite the liking to you, and I may not look like the most, "appealing" person.

Hehe kekW

(Y/N): I LOOK NOTHING LIKE THAT.

Nepgear: Ummm....

(Y/N): Anyway..... Listen, if you're free at any point, would you care to head to a fine dining establishment, and maybe get to know each other?

Nepgear: I mean, I'm not good at this kind of stuff, but if you wanna try, then I guess we could go out.

(Y/N): Woah. Really?

Nepgear: Sure! Here's my phone number.

She then proceeds to give him her phone number, how she does that is up to your imagination

Nepgear: Well, See you later!

She proceeds to walk farther away... and farther... and farther.... before she's gone.

(Y/N) can only stand there, starstruck, and without...

(Y/N): HELL YEAH BABY!!

Nevermind...

(Y/N): I DID IT! I FUCKING DID! FUCK YOU AUTHOR!

Fuck you too mate.

(Y/N): YEAHHHHHH!!!!

(Y/N) proceeds to run into the sunset, or to his apartment at least.

Timeskip (The Next day)

(Y/N): Alright me, you can do it. You take the schizo pills, no more obnoxious author bullying you. Just you, Nepgear, and society.

You phone then proceeds to go off

https://youtu.be/OyzBPgXOGZ0

(Y/N): Amazing...

The caller ID is unknown, but you already know who is.

(Y/N): Speak-a-doddle-do

Nepgear: Is this you (Y/N)?

(Y/N): Yeppers.

Nepgear: Oh good! I thought I got the wrong number.

(Y/N): No worries mate, so what's on your mind.

Nepgear: Well, I wanted to take you up on your off of going out on a date.

(Y/N): Quick, and straight to the point, my kind of style. Well, I'll get ready and pick you up in about 30 minutes from now, is that cool.

Nepgear: Sure! See you soon.

(Y/N): Definitely.

The call ends as (Y/N) puts his phone away.

(Y/N): Alrighty, I gotta pick the best fit for the day.

He browses his closet, which by the way, has a bunch of cosplay/meme clothes.

(Y/N): Gotta pick the best one....... GOT IT!

Later....

(Y/N) is seen walking up to the basilicom door, sweating like the Rio Grande River.

(Y/N): Alright (Y/N), you got this, you totally got this.

The door swings open to reveal Nepgear, in a very beautiful Pinkish dress.

Nepgear: I'm so glad you can make it (Y......

Nepgear then peeps the outfit your wearing, and it's very.... Strange.

Nepgear: Ummm... Might I ask what your wearing...?

(Y/N): Oh this! It's only the most exquisite outfit, mostly cost me a shit-ton of credits, so it hold the most value.

Nepgear: Oh... Okay, so shall we continue?

(Y/N): Of course, m'lady.

Bruh

Nepgear and (Y/N) then continue on their date to dine on the finest food joints. Lame words.

Timeskip (Cuz I'm lazy to describe food shit)

The two are then seen outside of (Y/N)'s apartment after their date.

Nepgear: I had a great time (Y/N)...

(Y/N): Me too, even though the author didn't even show the entire thing cause he was too LAZY!

Nepgear: Wha....?

(Y/N): Anyway! I also had a good time. Are you sure you'll be fine on your own?

Nepgear: Being a CPU Candidate had it's pitfalls, but I can handle myself just fine!

(Y/N): Whatever you say. Listen, you uh... take care. Okay.

Nepgear: I will! See you later (Y/N)!

(Y/N): You too... Nepgear....

Nepgear then fades into the background as (Y/N) walks back into his little pathetic dorm.

(Y/N): And here I was about to hope I was gonna get laid....

Never in your life

(Y/N): Whatever asshat, I'll just do what I do best, steal memes and shitpost on 4Nep.

Isn't that just a 4Chan ripoff....?

(Y/N): Don't. Say. That. Name

Okay... jesus

(Y/N): I'll catch you bitches in the AM mofo's!

(Y/N) then jumps in his crappy chair and spins around like moron, somehow managing to sprain his leg.

(Y/N): SON OF A COCK WHORE!!!

Dumbass....

END