AHHHHHHHHH! GIVE IT BAAAAACCCCKKKK!

Beyond Birthday was screaming. Loudly. And very immaturly even though he he was 12

"NAH NAH NAH NAH I GOT YOUR SHOJO!"

A raced down the hall with his brown messenger bag filled with B's precious manga.

GIIIIIVVVVVEEEE IIIITTTTT BBBBAAAAACCCCCKKKKKK OR I WILL MURDER YOU IN YOUR SLEEP AND TACK YOUR GUTS TO THE WALL!

No, B would never do that. A was his best friend, the only one that understood him. Unfortunately that meant he understood everything that he do could bother B with without getting killed.

I DON't THINK THAT A STANDS FOR ALTERNATE!

They were still running, with everybody poking they're hands out if they're dorms to see what all the ruckus was about.

"A DOES NOT STAND FOR ALTERNATE!"

"THAN WHAT DOES IT STAND FOR?"

"ASSSSHHHOOOOOLLLLLEEEE!"

A started running down the stairs and B tore after him, but fell and summersaulted down the steps.

"Owww..." moaned B, rubbing the back of his neck.

He felt the bag of books hit him.

"Thanks asshole"

A just laughed.

After they got up to they're room and B put his mangas back on the self he noticed something missing from his bed.

"WHERE ARE MY AKAZUKIN CHACHA PLUSHIES!"