RTC: Does anyone else really love the song that never ends?
Max: I'd rather remain trapped underground than find out what happens if Ray-Tiger-Cat owned Beyblade.
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"Um, Bryan?" Max asked.
"Yeah," he grunted in response.
"I think the door's locked."
Bryan made a face that clearly read 'move over, weakling, and let a real 'blader do this' and he tried to open the door. But it didn't budge.
Great, I'm stuck in Kai's disgusting basement.
He sneezed.
Geez, for a rich guy, he sure doesn't get anyone to dust down here! This could not get any worse.
"Hey Bryan, I'm hungry!"
Okay, now it couldn't get worse.
"Oh never mind! I just remembered Kai keeps the sweets down here to hide them from Tyson! I'll just have a few!"
Maybe he'll shut up now.
"Bryan, wanna play a game?"
"No."
"Ooh, we can play I spy!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Let's sing a song then!"
"No."
"This is the song that never ends! Yes it goes on and on my friends!" Max began.
"Please God, get me out of here," Bryan said as he started bashing his head on a wall.