~Laugh Attack~ (B-P 2)
My best friend scares me sometimes. It doesn't scare me when he randomly decides to fly through my window and wake me up at 2 A.M. for absolutely no reason. It doesn't scare me when he stays up till four in the morning, doing only God knows what, and then sleeps till four in the afternoon, or until I force him out of bed the next day. It doesn't scare me when he decides to pin me down and kiss me or tickle me. No, these things I don't mind and/or secretly adore. However, there are some times when… well, I just don't know what to do with him.
Example: Today. Riku and I were trying to do some homework at his house, and I left for about five minutes to make a sandwich. It didn't take me very long; I know Riku's house like the back of my hand. I was able to construct the ham sandwich in record time, and so when I was done, I walked down the hall back to Riku's room to hear the strangest noise.
Someone, namely Riku considering no one else was home, was laughing. Hysterically. At first, I didn't think anything other than 'Uh, ok… That's extremely weird. I wonder what's so funny…' and continued on my way to his room. However, even when I got inside the room, he didn't stop his antics. He was sprawled across the floor on his back, a PlayStation2 controller in one hand, while the other clutched his stomach whilst he continued to burst in fits of laughter.
I was thoroughly taken aback; Riku hardly ever laughs, and when he does its honest, don't get me wrong, but still short like a dog's bark. But now? It's like there's an invisible SpongeBob in front of him tap dancing while Patrick tries to anal rape one of the yellow sponge's many holes. Quite honestly, it was a bit scary to him like this; what if he's having a mental breakdown?
"What is so funny?" I asked the obvious, shuffling into the room while balancing a plate with my sandwich in one hand. I gave him a funny look and scanned the room. There's nothing there that's out of the ordinary. Looking to the T.V. screen, the game he's playing is paused, but it looks like he paused it in the middle of a battle. There's nothing funny about that… is there? Does he find it funny to kick some imaginary character's butt? So he's a sadist? Since when?
"I... –gasp- don't –snicker- know. Ha!" he replies laughingly. I think I twitched then because my sandwich moved a bit on my plate. What the hell? He doesn't know why he's laughing? I continued to gape at him as he spazzed out on the floor until he calmed down, panting exhaustedly. When he finally seemed to get control over himself, I looked at him as if to say 'is there something wrong with you?' and sat down on his bed simultaneously, intending to start eating and continue life as if this never happened.
But as soon as I sat down, he took one look at the T.V. screen and busted out in laughter spasms again. This continued for at least twenty minutes.
The more time I spend with him, the more I think he has bi-polar disorder.
A/N: I've been having a weird writing phase of not feeling like these are up to par XD I'm trying to write myself out of it… please be patient with me, mnyeh. Review pleeeease? I might be gone for a little while because I'm getting a drawing pad for the computer and will most likely obsess over it for awhile. But I'll continue to update! :D