So this is a fanfic I wrote because I had a pretty interesting idea while watching the movie and because I was bored and had nothing better to do. I wrote the first chapters on my mobile phone because I didn't have anything else at hand so the Grammar will probably be really horrible at times but I promise that will change. Also beta readers are very much appreciated.

I don't remember who of us was there first. The last thing i know if me getting up before Depression, taking control over the console and rarely if ever leaving it to the others. I'm Ecstase by the way. Real name is Ecstasy but we decided to absolutely hate drugs and si u changed my name a bit. I'm pretty strong built, have a bright golden color with slightly darker golden glow. And then there is what i am most proud of: dark blue hair forming a spiky mane that covers almost my entire back. Moving on, my job is to let Mogar know that he is the most bestest self that there ever was and that there ever will be. I love superlatives, especially multiple ones.

As you probably know already there is also Depression. She's blue, both physically and mentally. We don't really let her take control often or for a longer time. Unfortunately Mogar has not many friends, so a depression usually hits really bad.

Then there's Caution. He keeps Mogar from getting hurt. But don't get me wrong, avoiding dangerous situations isn't part of his job. Sometimes he even makes our boy have some stupid idea, so he can show off. It's pretty amazing how good he is at what he does.

Another one of us is Hatred. He is only one head shorter than me, meaning he's pretty tall. Usually he is pretty calm -he calls it "the dream". But if anyone manages to piss him off, he won't rest until we - meaning Mogar - lived for an eternity and 54 minutes on that person's expense.

Finally there's Ease. He too is different from what one would expect. expect. He loves walking barefoot. That may not be socially accepted or tolerated very well but we decided not to give a - Hatred now is the time for you to use the dictionary - well not to give a damn about what other people think about us since getting bullied at school. Also he's the master of all things gross. And I don't mean getting grossed out. You often see him working together with Hatred, thinking of plans to i dunno plant a nest of ants into some spastics home or covering a toothbrush in resin. Or break into a house and empty an entire bucket of kool aid mixed with a kilogram of flour into a bed. hehe. That was fun.

You may now wonder "what a crazy bunch is that? There's no way they form a set of emotions that can sanely function."

To be honest I kind of have to agree with you. We do some pretty insane stuff but we manage very well.

However it seems as if something is missing. Something that can't be replaced by any adventure, no matter how crazily awesome it is.

Ok that's just a little intro chapter 1 is already written and will be posted ASAP.

Hope, you like the idea. I would really love to get some favs and follows and reviews and all that standard stuff, so if

you (and I mean specifically you, not that other reader) could give me that, it would be super nice.

Stay classy friends

- Agent Washingtub