Solid Snake VS. Dance Dance Revolution

Chapter 1- Dynamite Rave

...I don't wanna give up, We're gonna have a party, Have a really great time... Yeah Yeah! Just feel the beat! Listen to the music and feel that beat!!...

Otacon and I were sitting in one of those really soiled bars, you know, the ones that you can find in Downtown areas... or something. We go there all the time when we're not on assignment... Well, I dunno why Otacon bothers coming here. He doesn't even do anything. Not a smoker, not a drinker, he doesn't check out any of the women here either. What fun is a bar if you're not gonna DO anything? Personally, I don't really care what goes on here either. It's just a bar, and half the girls that come in aren't even that attractive. ..Why is that?
Otacon turned to me, as I was smoking one of my ...uh... smokes. "Snake, I don't understand how you can sit here!" Otacon said; his nose cringing at the sight of me. I shrugged. I didn't care. "Look, if you want to leave, you can just go ahead and leave if you want." I hissed back, "It's not like we're a married couple or anything." I shuddered at the thought after I said that. I heard a faint muffle from Otacon as he turned away from me. "W-Well, I'm not leaving. This is Downtown... Downtown's...." he paused, it sounded like he was scared to continue. "Downtown's...what?" I laughed, taking my cigarette out of my mouth and tapping the ashes into a nearby ash tray.

"Downtown's..." Otacon covered his face with his hands. "...scary....at night." I tried not too laugh. I knew Otacon was a great guy and all... but... he was the biggest nerd I'd ever known. "It's...what? Scary?" I said, gagging while trying to keep my laughing down. Otacon nodded. I patted his back with my arm. "Otacon, just cause this is downtown doesn't mean its too dangerous." I said, placing my whole cigarette in the ash tray... to get it out of the way. I could see Otacon beginning to shiver. "TOO dangerous??" he said, his voice becoming a little jittery.
I shook my head. "Don't be gay." I said, I just couldn't really take much more of his nerdish acting. I stood up from the booth we were sitting in, and put on my coat. ...It was a little chilly outside today, damn November weather. Otacon's eys were locked onto me, and they were wide open. I looked at him with an odd look on my face. "What's your problem Otacon? You're acting a lot more nerdy than usual." I said, as I began to now do up my coat. Otacon shook his head. "I-I don't want you going by yourself. I'm coming too." Otacon replied, as he stood up aswell and started to get HIS coat on.

I rolled my eyes. Sometimes Otacon WAS a great guy, but all the other times he was just a.... nerd. "Ok." I muttered. As we headed out to leave, a ...a strange song... I dunno what it was... began to play in my head...

It's thriller, darling-
You're a wonderful lover, baby-
(Ay, iyaiyaiyai)
July, December-
Always deep inside of my mind-
Tell me whyy, iyaiyai

I stopped walking, as I slowly began to feel spaced out. "Snake? I mean -- David? What is it?" Otacon asked. I shook my head, the spaced out feeling disappearing, and looked at Otacon, blinking a few times. "Uh..? Nothing, Otacon, I mean -- Hal. I'm fine." I said. What was that feeling? Otacon then opened his mouth to say something... but I couldn't hear any words coming out of his mouth... What the hell was going on?! Then, those weird lyrics came back again, and continued...

You keep a pocketful of green green dollars,
I love you though it's the time,
You're very hard,
You sound like a young fella,
Take me on the niiiight...

I shook my head quickly. "Snake? Are you OK?" Otacon asked again. I snuffed, then continued to leave the bar. Otacon rushed up and walked beside me. "Snake? What happened? Why were you acting so weird?" Otacon yelped, he sounded like one of those small, puny, puffy dogs. "I.. I dunno Otacon. I just heard this weird Dance Music." I replied. What else could I say? That's what it WAS. "Dance music...?" I heard Otacon say, trailing off. I didn't bother looking at him though.
Then, just as we were about to leave the bar... the dance music continued again. But this time, Otacon could hear it too? "Where's that music coming from?" Otacon asked. We stopped walking again, and turned our heads to the direction of the music. There was a big opening in the wall, and inside, someone was playing an arcade machine... called Dance Dance Revolution... I walked up to it, and watched the person dance, as the music continued...

Boom boom boom boom,
Shoot you like a bomber,
Boom boom boom boom,
At your order!
Boom boom boom boom,
Pushing all the buttons...

I looked at the machine oddly. You had to step on the panels in the order you see them on the screen? Huh. Child's play. Anyone could do that. But, the person I was watching ended up losing... Otacon went up to the machine. "Snake, you don't want to play this or something... do you?" he asked. I rolled my eyes. Knowing Otacon, he probably wanted to play it more than I did. ...then again, I kinda wanted to play it too...
I shrugged. "Why not? I don't have anything to do." I said. We both stepped onto the machine. Since I was out of change, (I had to buy a new pack of smokes today) Otacon put in coins for both of us. The game began to start up. First, it needed a difficulty setting. "Uh...Very Easy?" Otacon said, as I stared at him dully through the corner of my eye. "You gotta be kidding, Otacon. Put it on the Hardest difficulty. We both know I can handle that." I replied. I saw Otacon shiver a little bit. "I meant for myself..." he said. I rubbed my eyes. "Just do whatever." I groaned.

Happily, Otacon put it on the normal difficulty (to be fair to both of us). I didn't care. This game would be a piece of cake. As the dance music began to play, and the arrows began to appear on the screen... I began to realize this game was a lot harder than it looked...

Jump jump! Do your thing! This be the bomb, Try to sing!
Narrator king, Spread your wings, Make your head ring to this song!
All night long, Jack your body, To this party, Feel the pain, When you strain, Don't refrain, Please don't stop until you drop!!

***

....5 hours... 43 minutes....24 seconds.... I was so tired. I opened my eyes, and found myself still inside the bar, collapsed near that damn Dance Dance Revolution machine. I groaned, and rubbed my head. I was playing that stupid machine all night! I didn't even remember that! With hardly any feeling in my legs, I stood up. This was a lot worse than any hangover. I stumbled out into the main lobby of the bar, and glanced at the wall clock. 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Great. I jolted and looked around. Where was Otacon? Did all those 'scary' downtown people take him away? I laughed. Yeah, probably.
"SNAKE!?" I jolted again, and turned around. There was Otacon, at the entrance of the bar. He stormed in, and looked at me very sternly; like he was my mom or something. "You spent all night playing that damn Dance Dance Revolution machine! And the sad part is, you didn't win AT ALL!" he screamed. I blinked a few times at him. "Well... I don't really remember..." I replied calmly, cause... I really DIDN'T remember. Otacon nodded, his eyes going off in thought. "I didn't think you would. You were like in some kind of trance... or something." he said. I took out one of my smokes and lit it with a lighter to calm myself down. This was kind of stressing me out, and I'm not easily stressed!

"Snake, maybe something evil is in that machine?" Otacon said, still in thought. I laughed and shook my head. "Yeah right, a possessed Arcade Machine... right, Otacon." I chuckled. Ha, what a nerd. "Come on, let's get you home, Lord Of The Dance." said Otacon, as we both chuckled at eachother's overly stupid jokes and began to head out of the bar again. Right when we got out of the doors, I turned my head to look at the Arcade Machine. Seeing through the corner of my eye, I snuffed.
' Next time...' I thought angrily. 'Next time, I'll win. just you wait... I'll be back...'