Disclaimer: leke, we dnot nown anytnign buut tis ficcie!!!!!!!!!11!!!1!1 Okay, that was scary. But it means we don't own it.

Ais/Hyde A/N: This fic is a collaboration of the two ingenious and mentally unstable minds of Hyde and Ais after they went out to eat and got taco salad. Therefore, heretofore, whatsoever, notwithstanding, and patchoulibob, it will make not a grain of sense. You should not take it seriously. And if you will notice, in the series, Pepsi is referred to as Bepsi. Enjoy!

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"What'll you have?" a waiter asked Amon, who was sitting at a table for two by himself at Billy-Bob's Diner.

"Taco salad," Amon said darkly, glaring at the waiter as thought it was all his fault. You see, Touko had been pressuring him to go on a taco salad diet with her and he promised he'd try it. He did not promise to be happy about it. "And I want something else to drink."

"We serve Bepsi products here, and no alcohol."

"No beer." Amon grunted and made a noise rather like a ground tooth.

"No beer."

"No… beer. I want a Bepsi then." The words 'RIGHT NOW' hung in the air between them. (It was, of course, Ais holding up a sign, but we shall ignore this sad fact…)

Amon felt as though this would be an opportune time to avail himself of the restroom facilities. He sat in the bathroom stall and muttered. A person entering the men's room at the time would have heard something resembling the following:

"Muttermuttertacosaladmutterbeermutterbeermutter waitermutterstupidnameforadinermutterToukomutter crazymutterbeer."

Actually, he was pacing. How one can pace in a space of less than two cubic feet I will never know, but perhaps there was some sort of peculiar scientific time-space equation to explain it. Or maybe he was just gifted.

Ah yes, Hyde. Gifted. What were we saying?

Finally Amon decided that he had paced enough, and went back to his table, but not before muttering this:

"Mutter taco salad mutter better be mutter there mutter orbo gun…"

Luckily for the waiter's peace of body and soul, it was there, sitting innocently on the dirty white tablecloth, the picture of greasy purity along with the famous Bepsi.

But he had a gut feeling. Something just wasn't right. He picked up the plain, thick, steel fork and poked a tomato gingerly. Well, gingerly for Amon, that is.

He still didn't trust it. His hand strayed toward the orbo gun perpetually in his coat pocket. He stood, and backed away. Then, he threw his fork right at the lump of sour cream.

KABOOEY! Cried Hyde the Sound Effects Lady and the Infamous Taco Salad at the same time, as Ais observed the lettuce, meat, cheese, tomatoes, and an onion ring that had gotten in by mistake scatter over the room. Amon instinctively dropped to the floor, rolled away from the danger zone, and came up with orbo gun ready. People screamed. Waiters ran around tripping over young children. Amon and his orbo gun didn't help. The restaurant was soon empty except for Amon who crouched stock still until he was sure there were no after-explosions. Always the cautious agent.

Was it a cruel hoax, or a practical joke gone wrong? Could it be that somebody really was after him?

"Mutter," Amon intoned. Explosives just don't get into sour cream by accident, you know.
Amon examined the damage. Besides the poor innocent taco salad's demise, there was a small hole in the drop ceiling, which was now coated with sour cream, and the tablecloth would never be the same again. (Ah well, no one will notice.) His Bad Black Coat seemed to have some grated cheese on it. But that was it.

"Mutter," Amon concluded, and quickly did the coolest thing he could master: He cranked open the greasy, dusty handle of the window and ejected himself from the premises in a swirl of black cloth.

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Ais A/N: I have permission to post this one! W00T! Hyde wrote quite a bit of it. It's short so far, but future chapters will be longer. We swears upon the Precccioussss...

And that reminds me, Hyde, it's your turn to start a chapter!

We do, as always, love you eternally and platonically if you review!

Eat cheese before you die,

The Great Mother Goddess Ais and the Immortal Archangel Hyde