Birthday Beating
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Tigerkougra: sorry I haven't updated in ages but my comp is being evil
Chibi-Mistel: thwankies fwor rweviews! I wuv you all!
InuTaisho: psst………… hey….. kid! Give this to tigerkougra's sis will you?
Chibi-Mistel:grabs note and tigerkougra reads it aloud:
Tigerkougra:reads note: Dear Physis, I notice you always review, it touches me that one could be so kind and ask for nothing in return, I notice you are particularly kind to the child, so I want to ask you if you wouldn't mind having a few drinks and be kind to me when I wake up with a hangover, yours hopefully, InuTaisho…………:THWACK:DON'T GO SENDING PICK UP NOTES TO MY SIS!
InuTaisho: about the date?
Tigerkougra:NOT HAPPENING!SHE WOULDN'T WANNA GO OUT WITH YOU!this is just a short funny idea I had that fits in with the story, it was going to be a oneshot but I decided not to.I promise the next chapter will be longer
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We have all experienced birthday beats at some point in our lives unfortunately for Ray they didn't give birthday beats in his village so he only had this year to begin a immunity towards them, in fact just this morning he had woken up to Chibi-Mistel giving him more than he should have, he was sporting bruises that were once giant red welts that decorated his arms.
He was absolutely dreading going outside today, his main chore was grocery shopping which involved socializing, and today socializing was bad it wasn't that he hated everyone like Kai it was just that he was paranoid and scared not to mention scared from what happened this morning……..
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He finally dragged himself out of bed, he didn't know what hour it was but he sure knew his head hurt, he couldn't see properly either, his vision was blurry and he stumbled and tripped clumsily as he tried to stand.Had he done something last night? He remembered the surprise party, having a few drinks forced down his throat and then…..he couldn't remember…
He heard something moan and shift beside him, he snapped his head around and instantly regretted it a burning yet icy pain crawled its way up the back of his neck a throbbed behind his eyes where it remained for quite some time. He regained is senses and found himself face to face with Brooklyn in a Santa suit. In his bed. He knew he shouldn't complain about his raw throat and burning lungs after that……..but he did anyway.
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So, here he was hiding from the world on top of the roof of the dojo. Pathetic really but not without good reason , he was still emotionally disturbed and mentally scarred from Bryan and his violent bitbeast on crack.
He would need many years of therapy if he lived through today. Many, many years of therapy. And perhaps a few bottles of vodka to make it aaaaalllll better.