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Why Kyoya HATES Sofas

Kyoya sat down on the sofa to take a nap closing his eyes all sleepy when suddenly, a piece of paper and a pencil smacked him in the face. "What the?" Kyoya cracked open his eyes to an odd sight, a pencil riding on a piece of paper with the digits of pi on them flying around in the room.

"Tithi?! Yu?! Are you guys behind this?!" Kyoya shouted out somehow falling from the sofa. "Ouch..." Kyoya rubbed his sore bottom getting up from the heap he fell in groaning.

"GET THAT PENCIL AND PIECE OF PAPER!" Jen busted into the room wearing a gas mask carrying a flaming torch setting the pencil and paper on fire. She scrambled out the room with the torch still in her hand.

"What the...?" Kyoya blinked a few times when Blossom and King came into the room at each other's throats yelling at each other about... something...

"IT'S BLUE AND BLACK!" Blossom waved her arms around elbowing King.

"NO, IT'S GOLD AND WHITE!" King shouted back smacking Blossom's shoulder.

"What in the Beyblade world are you talking about?" Kyoya slipped out of the sofa again thumping on the floor rubbing his sore skull. "Ouch..." Blossom zoomed up to Kyoya ready to shout at someone.

"Kyoya, is the dress black and blue or gold and white?!" Blossom pulled up her iPhone and showed Kyoya a picture of the dress on Instagram as Kyoya stared at it for a few seconds before turning off the device.

"I don't care, and why are you two arguing over a dress? You guys don't even like dresses!" Kyoya grumbled standing up and getting back on the couch. "And what is going on about this dress anyway?"

"Oh, you haven't heard?" Blossom put her phone in her pocket to explain.

"Wait, what the merp is going on?!" I rush in carrying my homework with some toilet-paper stuck to me and about a zillion pens trailing behind me since the pencils are busy taking over the world. "Why am I in the dark with this dress argument, and why are we arguing over a dress?!"

"I'll explain," Blossom plopped down on the couch grabbing a tablet out of nowhere pulling up the picture of the dress pointing to it. "You see, someone posted a dress online because she and her friends were arguing about what color it is, and now, the internet and even the government is divided on what color the dress is. And no, this is not something Gocty made up, it happened in real life."

"Oh, okay, the dress is black and blue," Kyoya glanced at the picture yawning sliding off the couch again.

"The dress is actually black and blue," Tsubasa walked in with a news story on his iPad showing it to us.

"I thought it was white and gold," I shrug walking away. "Well, I'm pretty glad I don't have a social media account, oh the drama!"

"How did you even hear about it? You don't have any social media account," Blossom anime sweat-dropped.

"Oh. I heard my classmates arguing over it," I skip away to do my homework in the bathroom for some odd reason.

Kyoya falls asleep on the sofa as everyone else tip-toes outta the room saying, "Shhh..." to not disturb Kyoya in his sleep, and when they get out of the room, Blossom jumps in the air pointing her finger at King grinning, "Ha! I told you so! I TOLD YOU! Now you owe me money! YES!" The two run through the hallways chasing each other in anger.

Tsubasa walks away as Kyoya has a weird dream on the couch.

In Kyoya's dream:

"What the?" Kyoya thinks he is awake although he's actually asleep. He gets up from the couch only to hear a strange voice.

"WHO GOES THERE?!" Kyoya turns around to see the couch he slept on had a mouth and glowing yellow eyes, and the couch didn't look happy. "YOU JUST LAY ON ME SAYING THAT THE DRESS IS BLUE AND BLACK WHEN IT IS CLEARLY WHITE AND GOLD?!"

"But Tsubasa said that it was blue and black," Kyoya rolled his eyes. Kyoya and the couch continue the argument for a solid three hours as the couch finally just swallowed Kyoya sending him into a fiery pit of fire.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Kyoya screamed as his worst nightmare played out before, everyone discovering that he liked listening to Taylor Swift. "AHHHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Everyone started laughing as Kyoya woke up with a snap.

End of Kyoya's dream:

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! EVERYONE! STOP LISTENING TO THE COUCH!" Kyoya ran away from the room but not before smashing the couch to a thousand pieces with Leon.

"I HATE COUCHES/SOFAS!" Kyoya ran around town smashing couches to bits with Leon making a bunch of people call the WBBA complaining about some kid smashing their couches.

"KYOYA!" Jen yelled nearly pulling out her hair thinking of ways to deal with the following lawsuits.

In a abandoned train cart, a dark shadowy figure in a cloak, a beyblade villain actually, but I'm not telling you who, sat clutching his teddy bear named Cuddles smirking petting his teddy bear, "Excellent, the pencils and pi will carry out my plans, and they beyblade cast will go insane! AHHAHAHAHAHA!"

Cackling filled the air as the person started couching, "Oh goodness! Oh give me a break! I have a cold!"

At the WBBA, Jack sat there trying to talk to the narrator, AGAIN. "Hey, Ms. narrator, Gocty, who's the villain causing this mess?"

Jack!

"I'm serious! Oh! I know who it is! It's-" Jack got interrupted.

Um, excuse me, we're all out of time! Bye!

"The villain is-"

I SAID WE WERE OUT OF TIME!