Hello and this is just a story a came up with because i felt the need to write something funny
Enjoy
Tristan: It's so cool I get to hang out with you Bakura.
Bakura: How the hell did I got stuck with you! Damn you author.
Tristan: Oooh Bakura can you take me to the Pollo Loco.
Bakura: What the hell is a Polllo Loco?
Tristan: You never been to a Pollo Loco?
Bakura: No.
Tristan: Then let's go.
Bakura: Didn't you heard me. I dont Know what it is nevetheless how to get there.
Tristan: Don't worry i will take you.
Bakura: And who has the money to pay for this Pollo Loco?
Tristan: Don't worry Bakura I will pay. What are friends for.
Bakura: Let's get something clear. I am not your friend!
After a couple minuts of walking they finally enter inside.
Cashier: Si te puedo ayudar?
Bakura: What? Speak english.
Cashier: Que?
Bakura: English!
Cashier: Que?
Bakura: Speak english before i send you to the shadow realm
Cashier: Que?
In an instant the cashier got sent to the shadow realm. His last words was "Que".
Bakura: Hey can we get some service here.
A gir came to the cash register.
Tristan : Oh shit on a mother fucking sandwich. Tea you work here.
Tea: Yup. And it;s so nice that you and Bakura are friends. Freind ship-
Bakura: Could you shut up and take our order. And we are not friends!
Tea: Fine what do you want?
Bakura: Chicken obviously.
Tea: What kind of chicken.
Bakura: What do you mean what kind of chicken?
Tea: Well we have breast, thighs-
Tristan: I want chicken breast.
Bakura: Fine we will both have chicken breast and 2 large sodas. Now pay her Tristan.
Tristan pays tea.
Tea: One more thing. They will call you by your name.
Bakura: What? That's crazy. Oh i don't give a shit any more.
They went to go find a table until Marik started to shout at them
Bakura: Marik. This day just keep on getting worse.
Marik: Hey come and sit with me.
Tristan: Okay.
Bakura: No Tristan dont- Bloody hell.
Marik: Well Bakura i see you and Tristan are good friends.
Bakura: Shut up Marik.
Marik: Why are you two even hanging out?
Bakura: The author made me. (pout's)
Tristan: Why is this reataurant called Pollo Loco.
Marik: I don't know maybe the chickens have mad chicken disease.
Bakura: If the chicken's have mad chicken disease why are you eating here?
Marik: I like chicken.
Cashier. Mary Ishtar your order is ready.
Bakura: Did he just said Mary Ishtar. HAHAHAHAHAHAH.
Marik: Mary? How dare he thought the great Marik Sebastian Ishtar the III name was Mary!
The end.