A/N Not much to say, so I'm going to just get straight to the story.

   "EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!!!!! I'M ACTUALLY HERE!!!!!!!!" I scream in dad's ear. "Ouch! What was that for, Scar?" My dad howls in pain. Over exagerating (A/N Is that how you spell it?) much. Drama Queen. "Sorry..." I reply after a long pause. "Yeah sorry! That hurt! Now where is this booth and how will they know it's you?" Dad pesters me. "I already met with them over video chat, so they already know what I look like. And it's just over there." I point at a scarlet booth. Yes, scarlet is my favorite color. People should be able to tell by the scarlet hair and the name. "They asked what my favorite color was and they said they'd put it on the booth with 'Kilala' written on it in big letters." I added

   "Why Kilala?" Dad, stupidly might I add, asks. I give him a dumbfounded look. "What did you just say?" "Why Kilala? What's wrong with my question?" He says again. "Do you ever read my blog?" "No," He says under his breath. "What did you say?" I ask. I heard him, but I just wanted to hear him say it again. Just to be clear. "No," He says louder this time. "Okay. So you don't read my blog after I told you millions of times to." I say menacingly. I swear, if this was some cartoon a little animated vein would been on my head."Meep," Dad says obviously scared. Yeah you better be scared!

   "I'm tired of scaring you for now. Let's just go to the booth. I'll deal with YOU later." I emphasized on the 'you' to make my point. "Meep," Dad says again. What does meep mean anyway? Whatever. "Hi Josh." I say to a boy with tan skin and black hair. "Oh, hey Kilala," Josh replies "Is this your dad? Woah! What did you do to the poor guy?" He asks after seeing dad's terrified expression. "We'll talk about that later," I answer, giving dad a hard stare. "Let's just say he did not make me a very happy daughter." I gave him another hard stare. Wow! I'm surprised at my social skills considering I have been locked up in that pocket dimension for so long. I guess the Diablo really has paid off in the end.
   "Well over all I'm happy that this is the first place I come to after being locked up in that pocket dimension for so long." I say truly. "I'm really excited to work with the all great and powerful Kilala." Josh jokes. "You flatter me but my real name is... Scarlett." I say under my breath. "What was that?" He asks, excited to know my real name. "It's Scarlett, okay! Yes, like the hair and color! Now can we just drop it?" I yell at him. I think I see another vein coming on. "Okay, okay! We'll drop it. Can I call you Scarlett, though?" He asks me. "Sure, fine. That's why I told you in the first place," I say apologetically. "Yes! Okay, let's get this show on the road!"
   A/N Yes! Finally done! Do you guys even know how frustrating this chapter was? My dad had us do so many things I barely had time to write anything! I'm rolling into my school so gotta go! Byeeee!😉