A/N: Hey guys. Thanks for reading my story, firstly. And for not giving up on me since I haven't updated in forever. I would especially like to thank Queen Mab The Eccentric, Stiffkittens101, CockneyBird3, and Kalyxia for their continued support (and great stories). Enjoy the chapter, and share your thoughts, please. Do you like that I started with POV, or was it better with just Nation? Next chapter might be up today, since I'm recently so inspired.

Nation's POV

I glanced between the two men, shifting my weight. Luigi was the one to break the silence when he ran out of coffee.

"More coffee, cunt crevice." he said to a passing GENtern, who skedaddled to get it.

"That, brother, is-a why you never get-a laid." Pavi said to his brother. "You're-a so rude to the bellas."

"They keep their faces with me, fucker." Luigi answered curtly. The conversation continued until I tired of listening to them bicker like eight-year-olds.

"Or maybe Luigi is asexual. Or masturbates to crime scene photos." I said, which earned me odd looks from both brothers.

Zaria's POV

I was so happy and excited. I was being given my GENtern uniform. Chessuri was by my side, also getting hers. For some reason, Nation wasn't answering her communicator. Her loss. I wish I could share this with her.

Nation's POVAmber soon returned with a couple of GENterns in tow, to a debate between Pavi and I about Luigi's sexuality. The man in question had mysteriously vanished.

"Okay, Avalon. This is Chessuri and Zaria. They'll be taking care of you." Amber said in a falsely sweet tone. I glance between my sister and best friend, recognizing them as soon as they step into the light. "Well, I need a hit. Pavi, stop leering. It's creepy." with that, Amber skipped off.I felt Pavi watching me watching them watching me in his mirror as he walked out. "So," I said, breaking the silence that had enfolded the room. "Hair dying time?"

Zaria's POV

"Yes…" I said. What was Nation doing? But Amber had called her something else. Avalon. She must be up to something. Something dangerous, maybe. I put on a pair of plastic gloves to help Chessuri, who had already started rubbing the goop through sections of Nation's hair.