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Mmmm, g-guys...

Noiramore Academy x RC9GN crossover matters

So I wrote a joke Jucky fanfic, as if Raphael was writing it. I don’t think he’d ever write fanfic about Jamie (or any real person for that matter) but I made it as if it was for an extreme April Fool’s day prank and I needed him to write it because I thought it might be more funny.

Just, just... I hope you laugh. I hope it’s funny.

The birth of love, the death of Rosewood Hall

By Raphael Wilcox

Raphael sat at the library computer, sighing to himself. He thought maybe it was too much work for an April Fool’s Day prank, but he had to finish it. He read what he wrote:

Jamie was sat staring out of a window in a bored way. He did that a lot. And, by a lot about five times each day, Jamie thought to himself. That’s how much Jamie needed to do this ritual. If he didn’t? Oh, we don’t want to get into it.

He wanted to seem cool, calculated, but really his mind swirling with thoughts about him.

Bucky Barnes.

I dare say, he was in love.

They were both so dark and brooding, they both stare out of windows in a bored way together! It was incredibly romantic! They would also... pout, angrily, since Jamie liked doing that an awful lot! But Bucky didn’t complain, for he too, was an angry lad.

Bucky was the perfect man for Jamie Handsome Volk.

But, he was a fictional character, Jamie thought to himself sadly, wiping his tears.

“Wait,” Raphael said to himself. “Jamie doesn’t show emotion! He didn’t even cry at the ending of Titanic!” He clicked the backspace button repeatedly.

But, he was a fictional character, Jamie thought to himself, angrily pouting with as much energy as he could. It was such an angry pout the school exploded!

And, I actually mean it.

The walls? Gone.

The windows? Oh, they cracked under the Jamie pressure ages ago.

The school? Gone.

Wig? Snatched.

The school had just vanished, like that.

“I’m too lazy to write an actual description of the school exploding,” Raphael thought to himself. “So...”

But guess who came to save the day?

Why, The Avengers of course!

But guess who didn’t come?

Bucky Barnes.

To hide his grief, Jamie ate a whole box of pizza in five minutes.

“Wah, wah, wah!” Jamie cried.

“Okay, this is out of character for Jamie, but I just find it amusing,” Raphael said to himself.

Bucky and John pretend they couldn't care less about each other's words - "I'd never date an old guy who dresses like he's stuck in the emo phase of the early 2000s." ("That's stylish!" "That's pathetic." "Shut up, Walker!") "I would never go out with someone whose entire wardrobe is just a tracksuit for every occasion." ("That's practical!" "Yeah, if your love life is confined to the gym." "Go to hell, Barnes!"), - and then, they collide in the common room, eyes wide, because Bucky is dressed so vibrantly he looks like he'd escaped from a circus, while John appears utterly ridiculous in a massive tuxedo he'd borrowed from Alexei.

Yelena: So you're saying you decided to dress so ridiculously unusually not to impress Walker? Bucky, imperturbably: I just decided to experiment with the style. Yelena: Oh, right. And why did you finish your experiments so early? Don't tell me Walker's reaction doused your fire. Bucky: One more word and I’m assigning you extra duty. Yelena: Why? So you can spend more time alone with your friend? (makes kissing noises) Bucky: (throws a couch cushion at her) Yelena, muttering: I still can't believe that out of everyone, you both turned to Alexei…