Booped_Ur_Snoot  @i_am_deffo_simping @yellowdandylion colastoriez
So first off, this is a comment chain, next off, yes i am actually trying to make this look like i put effort in it, and also i'm giving y'all nicknames in case you don't want your users shown

"Just a hostage, like the kids in my basement." Mystic said as she watched the show that all of them had agreed on. Well, it wasn't necessarily a show, it was a Dream Smp stream. "Shh the FBI is watching.." Cola warned. Yes, they were all being surveyed by the FBI, due to past.. instances.. They communicated through walkie-talkie, since they were all in separate rooms. You might be wondering, 'how are they all watching the stream if they're in separate rooms?' The answer is simple: They all agreed on watching it through separate screens.

"Shi-" Mystic began. "We're going to federal pris-" Cola cut Mystic off, but Cola was cut off too. "Not agai-"

The FBI burst into the room, guns in their hands. One grabbed Cola, "HELP THEY GOT M-" The FBI shoved a hand over Cola's mouth, effectively cutting off Cola. "Shoot they're after m-" Mystic practically yelled, before remember it'd probably be better to remain silent. Cola managed to shove the FBI member's hand off their face for a split-second, "WE'RE GETTING THE DEATH PENALT-"

"THEY'RE AT MY DOOR-"

"Where are the children?!" An FBI agent, known as Agent Hotchner questioned Cola, who was restrained by another agent. "We'll never tell you!" Mystic shouted through the walkie-talkie. "Are there any more partners?! Are they safe??" Agent Hotchner continued interrogating Cola, -who refused to talk- rather than interrogate Mystic through walkie-talkie.

"WE NEED TO KNOW, MYSTIC! THEY HAVE FAMILIES-" He quickly paused, likely to inform a higher-up that he captured Cola-"COLA IS IN CUSTODY AND IS SAYING NOTHING WE NEED TO KNOW."

"COLA IS G-" Mystic cut herself off before they said anything too important. "COLA IS WHAT? AGENT EMILY PUT THAT DOWN, PUT THAT DOWN!-" He turned and yelled at another agent, Agent Emily- "COLA IS WHAT NOW?"

"GO-" Mystic shouted, and the sound of the walkie-talkie hitting the ground came through. Mystic had just evaporated. What.

"WHAT DID THEY TRACK THE WALKIE-TALKIE? THAT ISN'T EVEN POSSIBLE-" Agent Hotchner was cut off by a nervous-sounding Agent Emily. "Should I inform the higher-ups-"

"TELL THEM THAT MYSTIC, COLA, AND MORE POSSIBLE ACCOMPLICES HAVE AT LEAST THIRTY KIDS IN THEIR BASEMENT, AND TO TRACK IT!" Agent Hotchner shouted. A maniacal laughter echoed around the room. "MYSTIC WHERE ARE THE KIDS!?"

"They're gone." Mystic laughed a little more. For a moment, a figure -which appeared to be Micheal Jackson- showed up, but quickly vanished. (Thank my friend (Fluting000_) for telling me to add that in

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! EMILY GO TELL THE PARENTS!!" Poor Emily, imagine being tasked with telling a bunch of parents that their children are gone. "Ahahahahahah~"

"WHY ARE THERE TEN MORE CHILDREN MISSING?!?" Agent Hotchner said after Agent Emily informed him that one of the higher-ups had responded. "I'm a busy woman, what can I say?" Mystic laughed once again. Mystic sure laughed a lot. "ARE THEY ALIVE? WE ARE GOING TO BE SHOOTING ON SIGHT IF WE FIND THE KIDS!"

"Maybe, maybe not." The FBI -And Cola, who was still with them- couldn't see it, but Mystic was smirking in an evil manor. "THANKS FOR STAYING ON THE PHONE, WE HAVE YOUR ADDRESS NOW."

"FRICK N-" Mystic screeched into the walkie-talkie. No one questioned the fact that they got her address through walkie-talkie. "Wait Jessica, where are the kids then?" 

"WE GOT THE KIDS WOO!" 

Boop laughed, but their laughter was muffled. "Oh wait I haven't hung up yet-" Mystic paused to unclick the button you click to talk into the walkie-talkie. "Whew, at least they won't find the others." Boop sighed in relief. 

"I'M STILL IN CUSTODY!" Cola yelled into the walkie-talkie. Mystic turned it back on and yelled back, "SHUT UP HOSTAGE!" Blue was laughing their ass off, and at this point practically rolling on the floor.

Boop had came up with a plan to rescue Cola, and to free the ones that hadn't escaped before the FBI locked them in their houses. Boop also executed the plan on their own. "AYE AYE I'M HERE TO BREAK YOU OUT COLA LETS GO!" Boop yelled at Cola's door. The FBI had left earlier, but they had tied Cola to a chair. "FUCK THE FBI!" Cola yelled in response, and Boop walked in. "YEAH FUCK THE FBI, I GOT A PLACE YOU CAN STAY!"

Some banging noises could be heard at the door, "FBI OPEN UP!" 

Mystic -who had been secretly following Boop- hopped in through a window. "RUN BITCH RUNNNNN, I GOT THE KIDS, DON'T WORRY! JUST RUNNNNNN!" Boop yelled. "FUCK WE GOTTA SKIDADDLE!" Mystic shouted. 

"THROUGH THE WINDOW!"

They ran through alleyways, streets, and through some guy's house (Sorry, Greg) before Boop came to a stop. They panted for a moment before Boop spoke, "I think we lost em. I've got another house this way, c'mon." 

"Okay." Cola noticed something, though. "OH FUCK RUN-" They screeched. "ARE THEY BACK-"

"WE ARE SURROUNDING YOUR POSITION. PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEADS, AND KEEP THE KIDS. WE DON'T WANT THEM." Agent Emily shouted.

"OH FUCK DO WE HAVE A TUNNEL? WAIT, I HAVE DIPLOMATIC IMMUNITY." Cola shouted. Recently their group had been shouting a lot. "NOPE, GET IN THE TUNNEL, IT'S THE ONLY THING WE HAVE!" Mystic pointed at said tunnel. "THE SEWERS, TAKE THE KIDS AND RUN! ALSO COLA WHAT THE HELL DOES DIPLOMATIC IMMUNITY MEAN, DON'T USE BIG WORDS AROUND ME." Boop yelled while looking at Cola in confusion. 

"Shit, I've lost them. Calling for backup, I need the whole team on site, NOW!" Agent Emily shouted. She sure was acting different from before. 

[Boop has made the advancement: We Need To Go Deeper] Were the words the came across the sky. What. "THIS WAY I HAVE A SECRET BASE!" Boop shouted, ignoring the sky. It was probably a normal thing for them. "IT MEANS I CAN'T BE ARRESTED IN AMERICA, ONLY ITALY!" Cola explained to Boop. 

[Mystic has made the advancement: We Need To Go Deeper] Came across the sky next. "I'M FOLLOWING YOU! ALSO, I'VE GOT THE CHILDREN BEHIND ME!" Mystic informed Boop. "COLA COME ON! MYSTIC, IT'S RIGHT OVER THERE, AND IS THAT ALL THE KIDS?" Boop asked, yelling.

[Cola has made the advancement: We Need To Go Deeper] "I GOT THE PREGNANT WOMAN AND THE NEWBORNS, SORRY THEY WERE BEING STUBBORN!" Cola apoligized. "IT'S OKAY, I'LL SET THE TRAP IN CASE TEHY FIND THE PORTAL." Boop quickly set up said trap. "PORTAL, WHERE ARE WE GOING? THE FUCKING NETHER?" 

"YEAH- JUST HURRY IN!" Boop gestured towards the portal, and then jumped in. "I'M HALF GHAST SO WE'RE GOOD!" Cola grinned as they shouted. "TAKE THE KIDS! THEY'RE CLOSE BEHIND ME!" Mystic shouted to Cola. "WHA- I HAVE THE NEWBORNS AND PREGANT WOMEN!"

Little did they know, a new FBI agent was on the case. "Hello, Agent Ender on the case, these idiots left the back door open. Over."

"WAIT FOR MEEEEEEE!" Deleter shouted, and hopped in the portal with them. Boop, who had also had the time to set up recorders in case someone found the hideout, spoke, "OH SHIIIIIIT RUNNNNNNNN"

"RUN!" Cola shouted. Agent Ender had managed to avoid the trap set, and appeared in the portal. No one knows why they didn't just disable the portal. "WE GOTTA GET AWAY!!" Deleter screeched when she saw Agent Ender. Boop did some epic things, "QUICK, THAT SHOULD STOP THEIR TRACKING THINGS!"

Nicole looked at the news, "Boring." and changed channels. Who cares about children?

"Wait I forgot I'm alone because no one works for the FBI these days," Agent Ender said, and ran, before they spotted a trail of children, "What the fuck."

Agent Ender noticed some movement, and went to investigate it. "THEY GOT M-" Mystic shouted when Agent Ender grabbed onto her, preventing escape, and then put a hand over Mystic's mouth.

"Haha, got you, Mystic! Tell me where the others are!" Agent Ender laughed evilly. "NEVER ADMIT ANYTHING!" Deleter stole Cola's walkie-talkie and shouted into it. "I give you 69 chicken nuggets. I drained the world supply, so you won't be able to eat a nugget again if you refuse." Agent Ender was truly evil.

Raven, a fellow member of the group ran to the group that consisted of Cola, Boop, and Deleter. "Not so fast! I have a secret stash of chicken nuggets... Enough to feed is for a year if we only eat 50 a day..." Raven stole the walkie-talkie out of Deleter's hands. "Phew, Mystic can survive..." Deleter sighed in relief. Dandylion ran to the quartet, shortly behind Raven. "Just so you guys know, I crack under pressure, sorry guys.." Dandylion informed them.

"My machinations have been matched! However, you have forgotten something! Without a microwave how will you eat crispy, tender nuggets?! It is a form of torture! Listen Mystic, if you come with me and tell me where the other are, I can offer you a life with more chicken nuggies than you can count, and you won't go to prison!" Agent Ender promised.

"DON'T WORRY MYSTIC, I HAVE A MICROWAVE IN MY BASEMENT!" Deleter stole the walkie-talkie back. "We have cut all electric circuits in a range of 100 Km, how will you power your microwave?" Agent Ender said smugly. "It's bluetooth and wireless." Boop grabbed the walkie-talkie. Cola just kinda stood there, waiting for someone to give it to them.

"It's solar-powered too, and I have a window in my basement." Deleter leaned over and just talked into the walkie-talkie, rather than taking it back. "I have kids in my basement, might trade them out for a couple of microwaves, though. They're all brats." Dandylion said, exasperated at the very thought of the kids in their basement. "Try duck-taping their mouths, that's how me and my friends deal with the kids in our basements when we go to each other's houses."

"Okay, I will."

"Sangwoo their ankles too." Boop added. "Bold of you to assume they still have feet. They do. That assumption was correct. For now." Dandylion said. Boop and Deleter both laughed. "I can delete their kneecaps, that'll be painful." 

"Do it-" Boop grinned. Deleter pulled out a gun. When did she get one of those? Boop started laughing, and then quoted, "What do you have? A KNIFE! NO!"

"What type of knives do y'all use? I use a long, sharp, and smooth knife if I want it to be painless. I use a short and jagged knife if I want it to be painful and hard to heal." Dandylion asked. "I use a gun." Deleter said.

"Okay y'all, I might be from the FBI, but I know a good kneecap kid torture party when I see one, and I want in." Agent Ender said through the walkie-talkie. "Okay!" Deleter grinned. 

"Y'all we could make this a book." Boop realized. "Someone write a book on this please! I wanna do that to be honest." Agent Ender said, getting a bit excited. "If I wrote one it would suck." At least Cola was being honest, maybe. Cola might also be the most amazing writer ever, but thought they sucked. Who knows? "Well, I already have a story published, so I think I could maybe if I get time." Agent Ender added. "I think I'm gonna try and write this into a book, but a. I suck at writing, and b. I give up easily." Deleter shrugged. "I can't wait!" Agent Ender grinned.

And that's the story of whatever this mess is.

~The End~