Disclaimer: If I owned Beyblade then waffles would rule the world, Kai and Hilary would be married, and the main character would be friends with a superhero named "Queen of the Kitchen, ruler of Waffles and Muffins and household utensils" which would be my character whom I would play, and I would have a really cool costume, and I would dig Boris's eyeballs out with a spoon. Heh. Btu I don't own beyblade, so alas, The Kitchen Queen is not the ruler of the underworld. tear
He couldn't believe it. He had traveled for 5 hours on a cramped airplane with a fat man that took up both seats to get here. And as was typical, Tyson was late. Now, he would have to either get in a taxi without being spotted and mobbed by fangirls(AN: led by the Queen of the Kitchen, ruler of waffles muffins, and other household utensils, I mean… …… uh……………GNOME)
or he would have ot sneak past security and fine some of the comphiscated bombs and just finish his life off now. But then he couldn't get his revenge on Tyson for being late. That left choice A. damn.
Mumbling incoherently our mystery person, who will hereby be referred to as person M, simply because the letter M is a cool letter because it looks like a kid squiggled to make it. But I digress.
Thus person M, who will only be person M until his true identity is revealed(or stolen), or until I change the letter because I get sick of M, simply because I have a short attention span made his stealthy,
well as stealthy as a tall teenage sexy boy with a duffel bag and a large gift bag can be while trying to sneak stealthily through an airport for fear of a fangirl or fanboy( I digress once more) spotting them and starting a mob, causing him to be delayed do to having to sign autographs to avoid being eaten alive by cookie monster, whom is currently living in the airport terminal waiting for rude celebrities to eat(don't ask).
Having made it to the concourse security check, our mystery person, who's letter will now be changed to R simply because I'm bored with M, quickly sent his 2 bags through security and continued.
He had reached the door when a loud shout from outside caught our mystery R persons attention(who is still labeled letter R simply because I'm not yet bored with the letter R).
This shout was something like this. "Oi, Kai!Do you need a hand with those bags? WE'd better hurry if we wanna get to Ray's birthday party!O, sorry for not picking you up at the terminal, I was kinda hungry and got distracted by a walking waffle(named Jorge, ahem sorry) whom I ate……….." and so this useless rambling of the blue haired male referred to as Tyson continued, drawing stares, glares, and fangirls, and fanboys attention to the terrified mystery person R, who has now been identified as Kai.
Running full speed Kai , who was once mystery person M/R, but who is now known as Kai, leapt into the passenger seat throwing his bags in with him. Tyson, who has clearly been identified as an idiot who doesn't know when to keep his mouth shout(1), stared in awestruck horror at the sight before him of many people running willy nilly, charging the car in which mystery person R/M/Kai sat screaming at Tyson, who is dumb(2), "Drive stupid, drive!"
The Aftermath
Tyson, who evewntually got in the car and drove away, barely avoiding certain cookie monster attacks, drove both he and Kai to Ray's secret birthday party, which turned out not to be so secret, because Tyson sent Ray an invitation to make sure Ray got there on time. Ray had fun, Tyson was forgiven, and Kai vowed that he would just send all their birthday presents through the mail from now on.
FIN