One day, a loud bass beat could be heard throughout the FAYZ. No one had the slightest idea where it was coming from, but it seemed to be emanating from the old McDonalds that Albert used to run before the food ran out.
Albert heard the sound from the church and stopped in his tracks.
"Who in the FAYZ is having a party?" He yelled and stormed out of the church. He made his way to the old McDonalds to find it being guarded by a random kid who looked only ten.
"Who is in there?" Albert asked the boy.
"I can't tell you," he said.
"Then let me in!" Albert demanded.
"You aren't wearing the proper attire," the boy said, shrinking back at Albert's yelling.
"The proper attire?" Albert asked. "And what is the 'proper attire'"?
"If I have to tell you, then you can't come in," the boy said.
"I don't have time for this," Albert said. He pushed the boy aside onto the ground.
The boy looked up to see Albert tea-bagging him with an eerily happy face. He covered his face until Albert stopped and went inside the McDonalds.
Albert opened the door to see Diana, Caine, Sam, Drake, Brianna, Dekka, and Lana dancing with the lights down and a disco ball. All of them were wearing lacy black thongs and the girls wore lacy black bras as well.
Everyone stopped dancing when they saw Albert. Drake dropped a bottle of booze that he was holding in his whip hand and it broke on the floor.
"What's going on here?" Albert asked.
"Come join the party," Sam slurred drunkenly.
"But he's not dressed right," Diana said.
"Sure he is," Brianna said. Then she ran to Albert and tore off his clothes to reveal a lacy black thong and bra.
"There we go!" Drake bellowed.
"Crank up the music!" Sam yelled. Albert danced onto the dance floor with them and they partied until the break of dawn.