Fate/Outer Code: Another Order

Singularity F (III): Singular Point

The descent to the Holy Grail's resting place would have been quite the tense moment, if not for you-know-who's unfailing diligence in the art of not taking a possibly apocalyptic situation with any seriousness.

(Y/N): Nothing like a good round of spelunking to spice up an adventure! 

Olga: We're neither spelunking nor having an adventure. For the umpteenth time, this is an actual crisis we're going through, you moron.

(Y/N): But we are spelunking! In search of the Holy Grail, especially... Hold on a second. We're in a cave and searching for a Holy Grail, right?

Olga: *sarcastically* Oh, NOW you pay attention?

(Y/N): Oh, shit! This is about the time when a killer rabbit is supposed to attack us! Quick, Mashmallow, throw the furball away before it's too late!

Fou: Fou?!

(Y/N): I'll fetch the holy hand grenade! Let's kill this thing!

Mash: ...Um, I'm afraid I don't quite follow, Senpai. Plus, Fou doesn't seem to want to harm anyone here.

(Y/N): That's what it wants you to think, sweetie! Trust me, my knowledge is flawless, and it dictates that we should kill the furball before it kills us!

Fou: FOU, FOU!

Things took an even more ridiculous turn when said critter jumped from Mash's shield and onto the floor, where he proceeded to stand on his hind legs and raise its front paws with a rebellious expression.

(Y/N), with his boredom compelling him to pick a fight for no real reason, immediately squared up in preparation to throw hands with the fluffy animal.

Olga: Are you kidding me right now?! Seriously, what is your damage?!

(Y/N): Heh, a zombie is asking me about my damage. Just when you think you've seen it all...

Olga: *sigh* You know, this whole thing could be over faster if you stop being... yourself for a few minutes.

(Y/N): That's kinda dumb, Boss Lady. If I weren't myself, then who would I be? 

Olga: Anyone but you, and I would be okay with that.

(Y/N): Hmm, is it me, or am I detecting a serious case of "Skill Issue" coming from a zombie of all people?

That jab may have been in bad taste, what with Olga Marie's... situation and all, but (Y/N) was widely known for his extreme pettiness and intolerance towards disrespect. He wasn't going to let that one slide.

(Y/N): Besides, if I weren't here, then all of this would be soooooo grim, serious, and boring. With me in the mix? It's just nonstop fun! Right, Mashmallow?

Mash: Well... I certainly appreciate that you see the good side of every situation, but... maybe it'd be best if you took our mission a bit more seriously.

(Y/N): Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?! Even you, Mashmallow?! *sigh* Fine, if the situation turns serious enough, then I'll be the most serious guy in the world!

He said this while flashing a double peace sign and sporting a goofy grin that spoke volumes of how serious he was being. Mash gave a tentative smile while Olga was pondering how long it would be until their inevitable doom at the hands of this idiot.

Cu: If you're done yapping, you'll notice that we're not far from the Greater Grail. This is our last break before the big fight.

Mash: Understood, I'll get in contact with- Senpai, no! What did we just agree on?!

The Master's frozen smile was akin to a child getting caught sneaking their hand into the cookie jar. He didn't even bother masking that he was about to charge straight in without preparations.