Another normally night here, Beijing was high, it took the pain away from his lungs, and chest. You see, he had tried going outside, and tripped off the porch falling face first into a giant mud puddle. Of course, he rolled around in the mud giggling until China-sempai had found him and dragged him inside.

Now, the capital was a facing a bubbly tub of horror! With and older, rather annoyed looking Chinese man looking at him, MAN! This guy had patience! By this time his sleeves were rolled up and he had suds up to his elbows, but Beijing guess the nations motherly nature had him keep him around.

"Beijing, you need to get in the tub, aru! You need a bath!" China told the city as he lay on the ground, kicking.

Beijing however was concerned with other matters, as he tried to avoid the tub of death, he found a scale and clawed at it, dragging it over. "How much my head weight?" he wondered to himself and lay a muddy face onto the scale left it for a moment, then raised his head to see the number.

"Zero" he did so again "Zero" again and again…

"You need to get clean, aru!" ans without warning, suddenly, Beijing was in the tub, clothing and all, he was dripping wet. "Wait… how did I get in here?" he asked the older man who threw the sponge at him and left the room. Said sponge hit Beijing in the face.

"what am I supposed to do with this?" HE called after his master who replied "figure it out for yourself, aru!"

At least the city had enough sense to start stripping out of his now sopping clothing, and threw them in a pile near the wall.

He sat in the tub until all the hello kitty brand bubble soap bubbles were gone, and no bubbles was boring so he got out and dressed in the fresh pajamas and headed back out into the sitting room.

He say China-sempai reading a book and snuggling the bootlegged hello kitty plush.

"You clean, aru?"

"Yes mother, I am squeaky deaky clean!" Beijing shouted pouring himself a glass of milk and frowned "It's lumpy" he commented poking a lump floating in his milk. "Lumpy Lumpy Lumpy" He started to sing song.

"Beijing shut up and drink your milk, aru!" the older man snapped from the other room.

"don't you mean chew it China-sempai~!"Beijing chimed and giggled spinning a few times before dumping the lumpy milk into the sink. Then the boy waltzed into the sitting room and sat next to China.

"What are you doing?" he asked China-sempai, leaning over and plucking the book from his grasp. "What is this?" he scanned the page with droopy eyes , the words made them droop more, he didn't actually read them, PFFFFFFT, like that would lead to anything productive.

China plucked his book back from the intoxicated city "You need to ask before you take things from other's aru, that was very rude"

"It was a book China-sempai! I'm bored! Entertain me!" Beijing giggled, rolling around on the couch.

"That's it, your sleeping this off, aru to your room"

"Aw! Come on old man, your just jealous because I still smoke opium and you had to get over your addiction. The old man wants opium the old man wants opium!" then WHAM! There was momentary pain, then nothing.

Beijing opened his eyes, and he was in bed, tucked into the arm blanket, constricting him… yeah, he was tied into bed again, meh, He guessed he deserved it.

China-sempai peeked his head in the door. "I hope you dream of woks tonight, aru"