The Beach
by: michelle
Author's Note: What would happen if the Tekken players would go to the beach? Yikes! Totally hot bikinis and disgusting swimming trunks, I presume... Well... Just read anyway. This is a humor fic... Don't say you weren't warned! Total laugh-athon.
Disclaimer: Don't own Tekken, yada, yada, yada!
9:15 am, Williams' Residence
Anna: Wake up, sister dear!!! We're going to the beach!!!!
*Anna said, closing her eyes and smiling broadly. Nina's eyes popped open and she laughed hysterically at her sister.
Nina: Mwahahahahahaha!!! Like, what're you gonna do this time? Show off your gross figure in the beach like you always do? Dream on, I'm not going!
*Nina smirked.
Anna: Hmph! Fine... Stay here. Who's gonna care, not me.
*Anna said, sounding like she was gonna cry.
Nina: Look, Anna dude, you want me to go to the beach or not? 'Cause if you want me to go, I ain't wearin' some dumb ol' bathing suit, k?
*Nina told Anna.
Anna: Wee!!!! Okay! Then what're you gonna wear????
Nina: Hmm... Let's see now...
*Nina: opens her closet and digs into her clothes (A/N: Um... You do know what I mean by that, right?). Gets her purple Tekken 4 costume.
Nina: What I always wear, Anna... What I always wear.
*Anna looked like a baby, frowning like an idiot. She wanted Nina to wear a bathing suit at the beach, not some costume that she wears in Tekken Tournaments. Anna nodded. Well, she wanted her sister to accompany her.
9:45 am, Paul Phoenix, Marshall and Forrest Law's hang-out
Paul: Okay, so like, this chick was like, flirtin' around and I was all, "I have a girlfriend now dude," and like,
*A ring of Marshall's cellphone interrupted Paul. Busted!
Marshall: Uh-oh.
Forrest: Oh, Dad!!! You didn't tell me you had a cellphone! I wanted one all my life and you never gave me one... You wanted one for yourself!
Paul: Yeah, and like, the unattractive chick was like—
Forrest: Shut up, stupid uncle.
*Paul pouts.
Paul: But I wanted to tell you guys my sto—
*Forrest put masking tape on Paul's mouth.
Forrest: Shut up, stupid uncle. As I was saying, Dad!!! Why didn't you give me a cellphone!!!!!!!!!!
Marshall: Shut up, adopted child.
Forrest: WHAT??? Crap, I was adopted???
*Paul removes the masking tape.
Paul: Yeah, like, I was there when Marshall picked you up from a dumpster! He was all, "Look at the fussum wuckum baby!!! Mwe mwe mwe..." and I was like, "Fine, get the stinkin' baby from the dumpster!" and he did! And he was all, "Babyyy Babyyyy!!" when he got you out of the trash can.
Marshall: Oh, for Pete's sake, I'm havin' a phone call!
Forrest: Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! oooooooooooooh!!!! You mean I really was adopted? Dad took me from the dumpster??? ooooooooohh!!!! 0.0
*Forrest sniffs his armpit. Paul rolls his eyes. Marshall continues phone call.
Marshall: Right. Oke!!! Ba-bye!! We are going to stinky beach. Mr. Hahachoy says so!!!!
PAul: Wheeeee-heee!!!!!!
*Forrest sniffs both his armpits.
Author's Note: Okay, so I didn't mean to insult or make fun of characters, OK? That was just for entertainment purposes. Hmm... send a review if you wanna know what happens next. :D