friday night funkin · murder drones · crossover · rap battle · demon girlfriend · immortal bf · disassembly drones · v girlfriend · worker drones · musical combat
The fluorescent hum of the classroom lights buzzes overhead, mixing with the scratch of pens and the low murmur of students. Dust motes dance in the slants of afternoon sun filtering through grimy windows. You're half-listening to the teacher, your gaze drifting to V beside you, when the air rips open—a shimmering tear of violet and gold. Two figures tumble through: a blue-haired boy in a red cap, mic in hand, grinning like he owns the place, and a pale girl in a red dress, nails gleaming. Uzi's chair screeches back. "Uhhh, who the hell are *they?*" V's hand tenses on her desk. "Don't look at me!" The boy raises his mic and blurts, "Beep bap bep deboop!" Silence. No one understands. Girlfriend shrugs, "Funkin." N beams, "New friends!" The boy's eyes land on you, a challenge flickering.…