This is my first story, I hope you all like! :)

Disclaimer: Sadly, NOT EVERYTHING IN THE WOLRD IS MINE, MIKU!

It was just any nighttime. Rin and I were getting ready for bed. We closed the lights, closed the curtains, so no stalker fan girl(or boy) would picture us– if that was even possible, due to the fact were on the second story, but hey, anything could happen.

I was just climbing onto our bed, when I saw a wolf plush. A wolf plush from a water park we, and the other's went to. Where we won it at an arcade game. WHY IS IT ON MY SIDE?! DOESN'T SHE LOVE THAT THING I WASTED MY WHOLE MONEY ON THAT GAME I PLAYED FOR IT!

I picked up the wolf, and chucked that thing she called a plush onto her almost tiny sleeping face.

"Rin, your doll, keep it on your side," I said, annoyed. Rin just shook her hands at me and tried to sleep again. I sighed. Hey, wait a sec. That doll… "Hey Rin."

"What?" She asked, still her side on me.

"Remember when we went to that water park and won that wolf plush?" Rin finally sat up, and looked at me, scratching her eyes. "Do you remember that arcade game? With that plush I wanted?"

Rin blinked. Than her mouth spoke. "The bacon plush?"

"Yeah."

"Like the one Oliver has? The one named PowPow?"

"Yeah," I sighed, remembering its beauty. "I was going to name that bacon Steve. Oh well."

"But Len, that's mean to Bacon." I blinked. Wasn't Steve bacon?

"What do you mean, it's bacon."

"No, your Bacon!" She pointed.

"What Bacon–oh–." I looked to see my pillow pet pig I named Bacon, when I was much, much, much smaller.

Though she was right, that would be mean to Bacon. "Well, he eats vegetarian bacon, remember?"

Rin rolled her eyes at me. Vegetarian bacon, it was funny before when I was smaller, but now it just seems ridiculous(but I needed to say it!). "Len, it's still bacon."

I bit my lip in thought. I wasn't going to lose to my mirror image. No, no, no, that's daytime thing, at night, I MUST win. Yeah, at least for today, that'll get my ego to increase at least 0.8%.

Quickly, I said something to make me look better. "Well, he eats teriyaki bacon! Isn't the right Bacon?"

"Yeah it is!" Bacon 'said', though, I bet Rin could see my mouth move as Bacon, supposedly, 'spoke'.

"Len, Len, Len," Rin said, in a sound, seeming like a disappointed father would speak. How rude, I thought she loved me! "Do you even know what teriyaki bacon is?"

I didn't speak. What is teriyaki bacon anyway? What is this teriyaki of the bacon? What could possible be the potential for bacon and teriyaki combine in such essences? "Uh…Asian pigs?"

She face palmed.

"LEN!"

"What, teriyaki's Asian!" I spoke, trying to defend him self. "And I'm pretty sure, they have pigs in Asia, so there must be some sort of relation!"

"NO."

I sighed, rubbing my temples. She's loud, I'll tell you that. "Than what is it, oh wise one?"

Rin tapped her chin for a moment. "I think they drizzle the teriyaki sauce on the bacon."

I just stared at her. That did seem to make more sense. And she is smarter than me. "And that makes teriyaki bacon?"

"…I think so."

"Ok," I shrugged it off, feeling my eyelids starting to close. "I'll goggle it tomorrow, I'm tired."

"Yeah," Rin agreed.

As Rin started to close her eyes, I spoke, with a goofy grin on my amazing, stunning, handsome face(*face palm*).

"C'mon Rin, Asian pigs? It was funny when you heard it, wasn't it?"

"…Maybe a little."

So... yeah, that was the conversation me and my sister had sooooooo...

PLEASE REVIEW(If you want to), CRTIC (That'd be nice, all my teachers say I need help on grammar), And if you flam, IDK what to tell you, maybe, why are you reading in the first place, maybe?

P.S: I do not mean to offend anyone who feel offend about the Asian stuff, I'm sorry, but it's alright, 'cause I'm Asian too!