Actually, it was a bit further than I thought, so I had to call a Duber. But, once I did finally make it to my destination, it was exactly what I expected it to be. People where everywhere, minding their business, going where they needed to be, or where they didn't need to be.

I steady my pace as I glanced around the area. It was the perfect place. Now all I had to do was ask, and I would at least get twenty new members.

"Excuse me, kind sir," I said to a man using a newspaper as a blanket. I chose him out of everybody because he was unusually young to be a hobo, and it didn't seem like his life was going nowhere.

He gazed at me suspiciously, believing that I couldn't possibly want anything from him. "me?" he asked.

"Yes you, silly," I replied.

"What?"

"How would you like to have a life? A life where you're a part of a legendary guild? A guild with fame and-"

"Hahahaha!" The man started to laugh uncontrollably. He even began to kick his legs up.

"what did I say so amusing?"

"HAHAHA!"

"Sir?" He then started to cry as he banged on the ground. "What is so fun-"

"That's classic." He said, finally getting ahold of himself. Instantly I was becoming hot. I knew where he was going with this, and I narrowed my eyes and balled my fist. I dared him to continue. After seeing my face, he straightened up. "Heh… you're not kidding?"

"I'm trying to give you a chance to be something other than a loser." After I said my words, he felt just as mad as me.

"No chance in the devil's heart! Last time I was a part of a legendary guild, it was the most amazing experience!"

"Umm… Well, sir, if you join me, I can assure you that the experience will be… better? Maybe?" I said. This dude was nuts, but I just needed him to be a member long enough for me to get my guild going, and then I could kick him.

"I said no!"

"Wha? Why?"

"Because it was too good to be true…" He then rosed from the ground and shoved me out the way, leaving me dumbfounded. Such a rude idiot. "Great," he said talking to himself. "talking to that broad has made me late for work." I watched the cuckoo for a spare moment as he only walked inches away from me before hounding others for their spare change. I had completely wasted my time.

But, I wasn't going to let one tiny lost slow me down. This time, I was going to watch carefully and pick someone who would be a perfect member.

I stood there, just watching people as they passed by, analyzing them and thinking of their status… huh, Funny, for some odd reason I was starting to feel like a creep. Never mind that, what was important was the fact none of them was worthy of being in my guild. But then again, my guild didn't even exist. Heck, I couldn't even pretend I was an awesome leader for a guild. So, someone who at least looked like they could perform hard labor would be good enough.

After a few more minutes, it was time for me to look elsewhere. As my feet moved forward into the crowd, I bumped into a young man who'd appeared to be my age. "Oh, sorry good, sir. I didn't see you there." Once I was able to get a better look at him, he was surprisingly well fit, and some might say he was even cute, not me though. He looked somewhat confused at the situation but then got over it real fast as he took me by the hands and smiled.

"Oh my, I must have the heavens favor today because they sent me a dazzling Booboo." He said.

I looked around and doubled check behind me. Was he talking about me? "Umm, where's the Booboo?" I questioned, and I wasn't sure if that was the right question.

He then placed a kiss on my hand. "I'm speaking to her." Yea, he was talking about me. I returned the smile as I finally felt that I was being treated with respect. He was definitely one of those Prince-charming-Shakespearean type gentlemen. Unfortunately for him, I was over his type when I was 12. The only thing that bothered me was him referring to me as Booboo.

"Ha, well… I'm a bit lost for words." I said.

"That is okay because I got lost in your eyes, Booboo."

Seriously? Again, with Booboo? Why did he keep calling me that, and what did that even mean? "I'm sorta flattered… but kind, sir, please clean your mind from hogwash and listen." Shakespeare here, wasn't really my first choice and he was rather annoying, but at this point, I was willing to take what I could get. "Sir, how would you like to-"

"Oh, no!" From nowhere, an outburst of rage came and crushed what I had to say. Shakespeare and I both jumped and looked at a woman coming power walking with hell in her. "who is she!?"

Shakespeare then stepped in front of me. At first, I thought he was trying to protect me, but instead, he was just trying to hide me. "H-hun buns, were you able to find those little cakes I love so much?" Shakespeare squeaked.

The girl then snapped her fingers and flashed her hand in his face and said, "forget you and your cakes. Who she?"

He then shook his head, "who's who?"

"Oh no, you're not." She said and, I agreed. No, he wasn't. This was just a big miss understanding, and the idiot was making things worse than what it was.

I then appeared from behind Shakespeare and waved to the enraged miss. "Hi," I said smiling with my eyes closed. "I feel like there is a bit of tension and confusion floating around, and I just wanted to clear the elephant in the room." Shakespeare gazed his eyes upon me as he waved his hands and shook his head no. He was starting to sweat bullets, but I was sure he would feel better once I straighten things up.

I could feel this misses' hate towards me, but that was all natural. I believed after reasoning with her; I was certain she would join my guild too. "I actually just met this fine, honest, gentlemen mere moments ago." Shakespeare's miss then looked at him for confirmation, and he nodded his head rapidly. "See? I'm just some random booboo. Haha."

"Some random booboo!?" The miss shouted, and that's when I knew I messed up. The lady went bananas, gorillas, cra-cra, and Shakespeare was done for. "You think I don't know what booboo mean, you slimeball!?"

"N-no, Hun-buns, you're my only booboo! This I swear!"

"Oh, I will be once I'm done beating your back!" The miss then yanked Shakespeare down by his shirt. He tried to escape, but his woman was too strong for him.

"Have mercy!" Shakespeare said his final cry before his miss went physical. It was brutal! A crowd soon formed, and the law had to get involved. I slowly walked out of the loop before skedaddling out of there. From that point on, I promised never to get involved with lovers having it out and to forget the word booboo ever existed.