Friendship is Self-inset College AU Crossover

“Nerds,” Aria grunted in disgust.

Sunset gave Aria a disgruntled look while Sonata and Justice perked up as if they had both been called by name.

“I beat Aria in hand-to-hand combat and that makes me the new boss.”

“Why wasn’t I invited?!” Screamed Sonata.

Sunset’s right eyebrow, “So you three decide things on Klingon rules?”

Justice’s eyes narrowed, “Wait, was beating Adagio at hand-to-hand combat the only requirement for being in charge of all of us? Because I’d be in charge like 14 times in that case.” He turned to Sunset, “Babee,” He said, his voice pitching up on the ‘ee’. “How many times would you say you’re in charge of the Dazzlings?”

Sunset gave Justice a full majin saiyan smile, “You mean excluding the time I blasted all three with a Pink Floyd alicorn rainbow?”

“Wow,” Sonata uttered while indignantly hiding her nudity with a salmon-colored sheet. “To think I let you earn a pair of red wings off me.”

Sunset snorted a laugh, “I think you mean ‘on me’!”

“I know what I said, cherry lips.”

Justice’s eyes grew distant, “I think I have a cherry fetish.”

“Justice, what the actual fuck!” Sunset exploded.

Sonata gave Justice a funny look, like a slack-jawed fish half-gasping for air, “I’m not sure you’re getting the nomenclature, here.”

Justice replied by flying a hand aeroplane over the dual-hills of her exposed chest and crashed it into a spluttery mess on her lips.

Sonata’s expression changed to that of sadistic glee. “Oh no! Those poor virgins!”

Justice’s eyes shot open wide. “Wha-what? Am I dick-planing these virgins?!”

Sunset grinned devilishly, “Is he jumping from a diving board to dive-dick these, thankfully already in a pool, virgins?!”

Adagio gave her lovers a grinch smile, “Do these poor girls explode in a torrent of blood on impact?!”

Sonata laughed out an, “I love yoi!” to her lovers in the bed.

“Jerkwads, sush!” Aria exclaimed. “Look, I’m in charge, we’re changing our name to “Aria! And the Blaze-Itz’ and we’re not an emo-screamo cover band!”

Sunset shot a smirk at Aria, “Only if my band name gets to be ‘Four-Turnty.’

Justice narrowed his eyes at Aria.

“What the eff can I do for you,” Aria replied coldly.

“I require emo,” Justice declared as she tilted her head allowing her long, dark-blue hair to cover one side of her face. “Without its life-charging energies, I won’t be able to feel emotions.”

Sonata gave Justice an ice-pick smile, “You’ll have to live with only occasionally doing covers and constantly doing someone named ‘Four-turnty’.”

Justice’s face lit up like a Killjoy firing of a repainted Better Living INDustries lazer-pistol. “I relinquish my Adagio victories to Aria. All my dreams are coming true! Also, changing my band handle to Forty-Two PM”

Smiling, Adagio lifted a hand over her brain as if to say, ‘Get out of my head!’ , “You’ll make all your heart sibs double jealous!”

Sonata gave Adagio a shark-smile, “I’m giving you all my victories over you!”

Adagio shot Sonata a glare of crimson seawater, “You can keep those,” she added a growl and gurgle to the end of her sentence that caused Sonata to freeze in place.

Sonata, still clutching the sheet to her chest, dramatically stood up and marched up to Adagio, her breath a hot mix of insults and cusses from across the globe, “You’re really letting Aria be in charge, for realzies?!”

“FUCK YOU, RUNNING!” Aria shouted. “I’m killing all of you!” she said in a tone that struck like an arrow to the heart.
Sunset and Justice exchanged quick glances, like they just landed naked in the middle of a feud far older than the two of them.

Sonata gave Aria a genuinely hurt look. “Ari, I love you, but uh... Why do you want to run the band? We‘re doing great!” she snarled. “We’re doing shows again. I’ve scared the local 7-11 clerks into letting me drink al the Slurpee I want straight from the nozzle! We have an arsenal of ancient and terrifyingly not of this earth weapons! We could conquer North Korea!” Sonata blinked at Aria a few times. “We should conquer North Korea!”

Justice raised a hand, “I’ll make sure you get to lead all the fancy celebration parades afterwards if we just liberate North Korea!”

Sunset smacked a palm against her face, “I second that decision.”

Aria produced a smartphone and a dark-blue stylus, she began writing, “First stop of the ‘Aria and the Blaze-Itz!’ Kim Jong Un's house.”