Sorry for my horrible update gap! I was on vacation (No internet service), but I took some time to make this for you awesome reviewers! Thank you guys so much for the reviews, they really mean a lot. They're like my inspiration, and the more inspiration I have, the more I'll want to write!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon. Sorry for forgetting in previous chapters!

Let's continue from when the Cyber Police were at the door, shall we?

Chapter 11

Phoebe, Get a Life

"It's the freaking Cyber Police!"

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"The what?" everyone asked simultaneously.

Angie opened her mouth to speak, but the two huge Cyber Police officers shoved past her to get inside. She noticed they had ripped off the wooden boards she nailed across the door.

"Everybody freeze and put your hands in the air!" one of the officers yelled, pointing his gun towards the group of people. They did as they were told.

"Now, move your booty like you just don't care!" the other officer yelled.

"Shut up, Officer Frank!" the first one yelled. Officer Frank lowered his head in shame. The first officer scared Angie a little because he had a voice similar to Justin Bieber's, yet he was a grown man. Although, he did seem awfully mean.

"Wait. Why are you goons even here?" Angie asked putting her hands down and giving them an 'explain' look.

"There was this little girl on the internet, who made videos, and we have been backtracing all of the offensive comments. We traced the one of the IP addresses to this location." the first Cyber Officer explained.

"But nobody here has a computer..." Angie said with confusion.

Phoebe's face grew red. She looked down to the floor nervously.

Angie's eyes were scanning the room, and she particularly noticed a guilty looking green-haired girl.

"I bet it was her." she said, pointing at Phoebe. Her face grew more red. She looked like Christmas with her green hair and red face.

"Is that true, miss?" Officer Frank asked with authority.

"...Y-Yesh it is." she said in a nerdy nasal tone.

"Then you will be Cyber arrested!" one of the officers yelled.

"What happensh when I get...Cyber arreshted?" Phoebe asked quietly.

The two officers glanced nervously at each other.

"We're not exactly sure what happens. I mean, it's not like you go to jail..." Officer Frank said, shrugging. The nerdy girl let out a sigh of relief.

"But the consequences will never be the same!" the other one yelled in a scary voice, his eyes bugging out in an unnatural way.

Angie tilted her head to the side in confusion. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

The two officers nodded in agreement with each other and sprinted out the door.

"Well I don't know exactly what just happened...But Phoebe will be the one to re-seal the door." she said.

None of the islanders bothered to make an escape, since Angie quoted "shoot on sight".

Phoebe walked up to Angie. "But we don't have any wood." she said snottily.

"Uh, yeah we do. Luke always carries his axe with him, so use it to chop up a chair." Angie said.

"Then how am I going to nail in the wood?" she asked, and then snorted. Gill ran up to the nerd and high-fived her, praising her for an awesome snort. Ugh.

The two nerds began to snort together.

"Pigs." Angie muttered, shaking her head. She glanced out the window to see the sun setting. Which meant there wouldn't be any time to get a good round of daring in.

"Both of you, just shut up!" she yelled, rubbing her forehead. They stopped snorting to glare at her.

"About the nails, why don't you pry them out from the furniture?" Angie asked, smiling.

"No way! I jusht got a manishcure!" she said with a lisp, holding her ugly and dirty nails up to the light.

Angie only blinked. "Uhh..."

Phoebe glared at her again.

"Wait...How would you have a computer here? The cops said they backtraced it to this inn." she asked accusingly.

"I alwaysh carry my laptop with me wherever I go." she said, crossing her arms.

"You officially have no life." Angie said incredulously.

"Hmph." the geek said.

"You know what? Just let me fix the damn door. You don't even know how to live life properly, if you spend your free-time to troll little girls on the internet." she said stomping over to Luke.

"That little girl was a shlut!" Phoebe yelled over to Angie, in attempt to prove she was better, or something along those lines.

"Lukey, help me chop up chairs!" she exclaimed happily, pulling out her rust axe from her rucksack. She looked like an axe murderer holing it.

"Yeah, this is gonna be awesome!" he screamed, swinging his axe in the air.

Jake's face paled as the two began chopping at his precious tables. He wondered why young Luke would actually want to help Angie trap them inside his inn.

Something within Chase began to boil when he saw Angie and Luke having fun, as they swung their axes onto a chair. He didn't know why he was getting angry about something so stupid...

"So what are we going to do, now?" Angie asked, realizing they still didn't have any nails.

Luke's eyes lit up. "How about we tape the wood across the door?"

Angie slammed her had on the wall.

"Duh!" she said. "But where are we going to get the tape?" she asked, sighing.

"I know where!" he yelled, hyperly running towards Julius.

"Can I borrow your waxing tape?" he asked, hopping excitedly in place.

"It's going to cost you, hun." he said winking.

"...I'll give you a pair of Bo's underwear! A while ago, I snuck into his room and saw his thong sitting on his bed, so I stole it for blackmail!" he replied, running upstairs with Julius eagerly following. Luke crawled under the bed and came out with a lacey, pink thong. Julius quickly snatched it away from him.

"Fabulous! Here ya go, sweetie." Julius said with glee, giving Luke the tape. Julius skipped away with the thong.

Luke finally came back downstairs, and Angie's mood lifted.

"Yay!" she exclaimed, and they both ran over to the front door to tape the wood across the door.

"There we go!" Angie said as they finished the task.

"Um, Angie?" Luke asked worriedly.

"What is it, Lukey?"

"Now we're locked outside."

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"So close." she said in frustration. She tried to rip the tape off of the wooden boards, but it didn't work.

"Angie, just give up. Julius's waxing tape is extremely strong! I guess we're just gonna have to be locked outside for at least the night...Just us...Together...Alone...Outside...At ni-"

"I GET IT!" she yelled, smacking him on the head. She began to pace.

What about the game! Those people have no hope in life, if they've never had a round of dares with me! Crap, what am I going to do?, she thought, groaning.

She stopped pacing when a poof of glittery smoke appeared out of nowhere. It was Fairy Lady!

"Hehe, now your stuck outside! Of course, I can always poof you back inside..." she pondered, stroking a nonexistent beard. Angie began to wonder what Fairy Lady would look like with a beard.

"Do it." Angie commanded, pulling out her gun. Luke didn't notice the event that was happening, he was busy stomping on ants. He found an ant colony and ran over to the spot on the sidewalk, so he could dance on it.

"Bullets don't harm me child." she said, snickering.

"How about I double check?" Angie asked, grinning.

"No!- I mean, believe the powerful words of the Harvest Goddess because she never lies!" Fairy Lady exclaimed anxiously.

"Kay." Angie said shrugging, and she placed the gun back into her rucksack.

A few moments of silence passed, not including Luke's squeals every time he squashed an ant.

"So, are you just going to keep harassing me, or are you going to leave me alone?" she asked.

Fairy Lady immediately poofed back to the stripper club, where she got this new spiffy part-time job.

Angie sighed. "Lukey, it's time to get extreme." she said in a serious tone.

Luke squealed, but it wasn't because of a bug. Angie took her gun out again. Luke squealed.

His eager expression fell when she glanced up at the Inn's second story.

Inside the Inn:

"SOMEBODY GET HAMILTON AWAY FROM JIN! WAIT DON'T TAKE OFF HIS SHIR-"

The Waffle Island residents were in full panic mode as the chaos unfolded before them. Ever since Angie went outside, things went completely out of control. Luna and Maya were throwing temper tantrums, Toby was attempting to molest his fishing pole, Yolanda was doing a Selena impression on the stairwell, Bo and Julius were making out, Mr. Ham was trying to rape Jin...And Candace was crying painfully, facing the back corner as she was doing something mysterious. It wasn't very long until the Harvest King began to pole dance...

"MAYOR HAMILTON! STOP UNDRESSING JIN! NO, PLEA-EWWW!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP, MAYA AND LUNA!"

"STOP SHAVING THE OSTRICH!"

Back outside the Inn:

Angie smiled at the handiwork she had done to make a rope out of Luke's countless bandannas. Was that screaming from inside the Inn she heard? She couldn't see what was happening because all of the first-story windows were boarded up. When she decided to trap everyone inside, she didn't bother seal the ones on the second story because nobody would live from the jump. Actually, they probably could, but Angie was too lazy to. She'd hunt down any escapees, anyway.

She swung the bandanna rope into the air, and it conveniently hooked around the windowsill. She tugged at it and began climbing up the brick wall. It was very dark out, so she could barely see, but she shrugged it off. Angie soon reached the window, and lifted her gun. She shot the window and lowered her head as pieces of glass exploded everywhere. She grinned and climbed into the room. Angie felt herself pale when she realized that she was in Mr. Ham's room.

It was the most disturbing sight she'd ever seen. There were countless splatters of blood on the floor. Male sex-dolls were leaking out the closet. Angie shuddered. Also, there were at least a hundred creepy looking Care Bears. So that was why her gun had that theme...Overall, the room felt like a nightmare. But how had Mr. Ham obtained all of these items? Maybe he broke out of the Inn to go get them? Angie didn't bother think of anymore possible explanations because she was just too creeped out by the whole thing. She grimaced as she stepped over a puddle of blood to leave the bedroom.

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"Angie! What about me!" Luke screamed up towards the window as he was untying the bandanna rope she had dropped when she reached the room.

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Angie was about to walk down the stairs, but she felt like she had forgotten something...Nah, actually she didn't really want to go downstairs because of the screaming and other unidentifiable sounds.

She had the need to make them shut up, though. So, she determinedly walked down the flight of stairs to be greeted with quite a gruesome sight. No one noticed her presence, but she certainly noticed theirs. She took out her gun once again and walked over to a table to stand on top of it, still remaining unnoticed.

"Everybody better shut up right now, or I'll shoot you!" she screamed, her voice overpowering even Maya's. All of the islanders tuned their attention to Angie.

She cleared her throat. "I don't mean to sound like a pissed-off mother, but EVERY ONE, GET YOUR ASSES IN BED!" she yelled. Mr. Ham wiggled his eyebrows towards Jin. Angie noticed, but found it rather amusing, especially since all of those clinic freaks were her enemies.

The quietness was soothing to everyone, but that meant now they could hear Luke pounding on the door in agony.

"Oh crap." Angie said as everyone looked at the door.

"How about we ignore what's happening and get some sleep?" she asked, hopefully. She was way too tired to make up an amazing plan to get the carpenter back inside. She yawned and skipped up the stairs. (If that's even possible.)

She murmured a good night to Kathy and fell asleep. Sadly, she didn't notice Toby watching her in the corner of her room...

Angie once again had a horrible nightmare where no elves danced happily.

Spring 13:

Angie muttered incoherent words and fluttered her eyes open. She saw a flash of pale blue and silver from the corner of her eye.

Weird., she thought as she got dressed. She tiredly walked into the bathroom to tame her messy and fluffy hair.

Fluffy is such a fun word to use..., she thought. Man, she was tired.

Angie walked back into the bedroom to find Kathy still sound asleep. She wouldn't let her sleep in this time, no way. She thought about filling up a bucket of water and dumping it on her, but that took way too much work. An imaginary light bulb appeared above her head, and she deviously walked over to Kathy's bed.

Angie pulled hard at the girl's ankles until her head hit the side of the bed, and she was lying across the floor, somehow still sleeping. She picked up her ankles once more, and dragged her across the floor and into the bathroom. She finally realized how filthy that bathroom was. Rust and dirt, and other substances covered the whole place. She shrugged. Even better...

Kathy awoke to her head being shoved into a disgusting toilet. Angie made a run for it.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YA'LL!" she shrieked, chasing after a very swift Angie. She chased her down the stairs and they circled around the kitchen with a very annoyed Chase in the middle.

"Oh yeah, and you can't kill me because I'm the one with the gun!" Angie exclaimed. Kathy halted to her sadness.

"Fine, but never...do that...again." she said angrily as she went back into their room to get some more sleep.

Angie grinned as she watched Kathy trudge away. She heard someone clear their throat in annoyance, and she turned around to see Chase glaring at her.

"Get out of my kitchen." he growled.

That's odd, he never seemed to have a problem with me coming in his dirty kitchen., Angie thought.

"Why are you so grumpy today?" she asked curiously, taking no offense to his previous words.

"Maya annoyed me earlier." he lied. He was a good liar, unlike her. He was actually jealous of Luke spending so much time with her, but he didn't seem to find a possible answer as to why he was jealous at all.

"Ah, I see..." she said an turned around to leave. Chase grabbed her arm before she left the kitchen, and he blushed as his skin contacted hers.

"Uh...Yes?" she asked shyly. Chase quickly released his grip on her thin arm and felt a little embarrassed.

"I didn't mean to snap at you like that." he muttered as he glanced into her warm amber eyes.

"I understand. I'd get angry if Maya annoyed me as well. Even though you're obviously not angry because of her, I won't pry information out of you if you'd lie about it." she said in a monotone before walking away from a pale Chase. He blinked.

Am I really that bad of a liar?, he asked himself as he flipped over a pancake.

Angie was thinking of something to do as the first islanders began to come downstairs. Thankfully, no one was passed out drunk on the floor this time.

CRASH.

She heard the loud crash and the following thud from upstairs. She sprinted up the stairs and heard Selena screaming from inside her room.

Angie burst through the door to see her window smashed with pieces of glass scattered throughout the room...More importantly, Luke was standing next to the window, red as a tomato while Selena was having a panic attack. She was dressed only in her underwear, and Angie noticed that one cup of bra was full as ever, while the other one was flat as a pancake. So, Selena was a bra-stuffer, huh? Didn't see that one coming, did you!

The brunette began to burst into laughter. She clutched her side in pain from laughing so hard. Luke and Selena just stood there awkwardly as they observed Angie's laughing fit.

"HAHAHA, SELENA REALLY IS A SLUT!" she screamed, falling over and literally 'ROFL'.

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"...I'm so sorry Sel! I was only trying to get back into the Inn, I swear!" Luke cried out, forgetting the fact Selena's huge boobs were only a lie. Now the poor girl has nothing to live for. Nothing at all.

"Get the freak out of my damn room! I thought you'd know by now that you have to pay money to see me like this!" she shrieked and pushed Luke out the door. This time Angie was the one standing there awkwardly at a loss of words.

"Tell this to anyone," Selena said quietly. "And I will chop your tits off, and we'll be twins." she continued with an evil glint in her eye. Angie gulped and nodded before exiting Selena's bedroom. That genie scared the hell out of Angie.

She shook Selena's threat out of her thoughts and walked downstairs, feeling a little bit more cheerful.

Angie felt a body crash into hers as she reached the bottom of the stairwell. It was that dork, Phoebe...

"Excushe you, Angshie!" the super nerd said rudely. Angie noticed spit flying out of her mouth as she spoke.

"Excuse your disgusting saliva." she replied and pushed past Phoebe to get to Kathy.

"Hey, Phoebe's a creep, right?" Angie asked casually as she grimaced.

"Yeah. I have no idea who to pick, though. Whoever it is will end up hating me for it..." the ex-waitress said sadly.

"Well, why don't you pick someone who already hates you?" Angie asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Good idea! Selena hates me an awful lot..." she pondered.

"No way! She literally just threatened me that she'd chop of my, er, tits." Angie said.

"Really? Hm, I guess the Queen of Bitches wouldn't be such a good choice. How about Phoebe, since she's the reason the freaking cops busted in?" Kathy asked Angie, hoping for an approval for her choice.

Angie only beamed.

"Attention all scary people! Yep, that's right! I mean all of you!" Angie yelled while on top of her 'screaming table'. The islanders looked over at Angie boredly.

"It's time for Kathy to pick who goes next." she said, once the room was silent.

I think it just got even silenter., she thought.

Kathy walked over to Angie's table, smiling. She'd never gotten the feeling of having people particularly afraid of her, so this was a first.

"I pick. . ." she said and paused dramatically. She eye'd Selena to make her feel scared.

"Phoebe." Kathy said. No one really minded the decision, except for Phoebe of course. Some of the townsfolk even wanted her to feel some pain, since she was just so dang annoying.

Phoebe snorted...loudly, and waddled over to Angie an Kathy.

"Why did you guysh pick me?" she asked with her lisp in full action.

"Because we hate you." Kathy said simply, and she sat own in a chair next to Owen, who was currently making out with his bicep.

"Listen, Phoebe. I don't want to put up with your retarded comebacks, OK?" Angie asked.

"Yush." she replied, and she began to type on her laptop. Yes, the one she carries around with her everywhere she goes.

"First, I dare you to dye your hair green." Angie said sarcastically. If she wasn't daring this to Phoebe, it would make a pretty wicked dare. Obviously, this was not the case.

"It ish already green." she replied bitterly. Angie thought her lisp made her sound drunken. She tried not to giggle at the thought.

"Exactly. Freak." she replied rolling her eyes.

The green-haired girl began to type furiously on her computer.

"What are you doing?" Angie asked angrily as she bent down to read the screen. It looked as if Phoebe was posting more hate comments on the internet.

"Stop it! The Cyber Police are going to come back!" she yelled frantically, slamming down the computer screen. Unfortunately, Phoebe snatched her fingers away from the computer before they could get crushed.

"Damn..." Angie muttered under her breath.

"OK. I dare you to use my hammer, and smash that no-good computer into a helpless lump of plastic and metal." Angie said, grinning.

"NO!" Phoebe screamed in agony and pure horror.

"Do it." she growled.

Phoebe took her hammer, hands shaking, and she closed her eyes and gently tapped the hammer on her laptop.

"You suck at smashing. Lemme do it." Angie said as she snatched away the hammer. Phoebe whimpered as she began to violently smash the computer into little pieces.

"My baby..." the geek whispered sadly.

"Shut up. Now I dare you to flirt with Mr. Hunky Calvin." she said, smirking. He's totally gonna beat her up., Angie added mentally.

Phoebe blushed and walked towards the cowboy dude.

"Hey. I'd let you toush my UeshB cable any day." Phoebe said flirtatiously, batting her eyelashes.

Cain fiercely grabbed hold of her. Angie held back laughter, waiting for the beating to begin.

Instead, Cain started to passionately kiss her. Everybody's jaws dropped.

Phoebe was so busy making out with Calvin, that she didn't notice Toby sitting in a chair observing them about a foot away.

"Mmm...Your lips taste just like my computer chip." Calvin said, moaning.

Angie crossed her arms impatiently. After a few more minutes, they stopped and Phoebe walked over to her.

"Shank you sho much for daring me to do that." she said with light filling in her eyes.

"No! Don't thank me! You're supposed to suffer my doom!" Angie exclaimed.

Phoebe didn't reply because she was day-dreaming about the explorer.

"Ugh! I dare you to lick one of Mr. Ham's dolls!" she said with anger.

Phoebe shrugged. "Sho? I don't care if I lick one of hish Barbie dollsh or whatever." she said, accidentally spitting on Angie.

Angie giggled. "They're not exactly Barbie dolls." she said as she dragged the green-haired girl up the stairs and into Mr. Ham's frightening bedroom. Phoebe gasped as she saw the gruesome interior.

Angie had to step over a few blood puddles to reach the closet and Phoebe followed with her eyes wide. Angie opened the closet door to reveal Mr. Ham's pleasure dolls.

"Now lick it." Angie commanded, pointing her index finger at the "doll".

Phoebe gagged and placed her tongue on it's forehead for less than a second.

"Uh-uh. You have to lick it all over, just the way Mr. Ham probably does."

Phoebe felt tears trickle down her face and she hesitated for a moment, before licking it everywhere. Yes, everywhere.

Angie wondered if the computer nerd could get AIDS from what she was doing.

Phoebe stopped licking it and spit on the floor in distaste.

"You are evil." she said bitterly.

"I am." Angie replied, smiling.

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Downstairs, Chase and Owen were talking when Julius stood up and began to walk towards the jukebox.

Chase glanced at Julius. "Bet you ten bucks he picks a Lady GaGa song." he said to Owen.

"It's on."

The two guys excitedly watched Julius look through the songs. A minute later, Poker Face began to blast through the speakers and Julius sang along.

Chase smirked. "You can give me my cash now."

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Angie triumphantly dragged Phoebe down the stairs.

Luna and Selena were arguing...

"Pink, frilly bras are better!" Luna whined.

"No, no bras at all are better! And you can't even use bras!" Selena snapped back. Angie resisted the urge to blurt out that Selena's boobs aren't real.

"Yes, I can! Can't I Gill?" she said.

Gill's face turned red. "Actually, you're pretty flat..." he said shamefully. The pink haired girl burst into tears.

"I thought you liked flat chests." Mr. Ham said flirtatiously.

"Usually fathers don't say that to their sons..." he replied.

Angie cleared her throat and the bickering soon came to a stop.

"Phoebe, I dare you to tell me what you hate the most." she said.

"I hate fish, becaush one time while I wash on my computer by Caramel River, a fish hopped out of the water and onto my laptop, sho the water it shplashed onto it crashed it'sh hard-drive." she said.

"I barely understood what you just said, but I managed to hear fish." Angie said. She ran into the kitchen ignoring Chase's protests, and came back holding a huge piranha.

She tossed it into Phoebe's hair, and the fish started sinking it's razor sharp teeth into her hair, thinking it was seaweed. Phoebe ended up losing several large chunks of hair. On the down side, Calvin thought it made her look sexier.

"AAGH! GET THISH THING OFF OF ME!" she screamed, whipping her head around. The piranha lost hold of her hair and landed in her pocket. Phoebe's face grew paler than usual. (You know, since she's always indoors on her computer.

"No! It'sh eating my pet moushe!" she cried.

Angie winced as she heard a bone-crushing sound inside of Phoebe's pocket.

After the bone breaking noises stopped, Phoebe reached into her pocket and cried out. She lifted her hand, and the piranha was biting onto one of her fingers.

She pried it off and threw it into a trashcan.

"I'm so sorry. I never meant for it to hurt your mouse. I love animals, so I feel really bad every time one dies." Angie said sympathetically.

Phoebe glared. "How dare you call my computer moushe an animal!" she shrieked.

Angie felt realization. The bone-crushing sound was the parts of the computer mouse.

Angie's hand twitched, and she slapped the geek in the face.

"That's what you get for having no life, whatsoever. Be ready to pick my new victim." she said as the sun began to set.

Just to make things clear, every time Angie asks her victim what they hate the most, I get the answer right from the TOT walkthrough. In the walkthrough, it states Phoebe dislikes fish related things, so I had her say she hates fish.

I'll hopefully have Chapter 12 up soon, and check in every so often to see when it does! I'd love to know specific characters you want Angie to dare soon, so please let me know by reviewing! :]