Solid Snake VS. Dance Dance Revolution
Chapter 6- Keep On Movin'
...Yeah, we want you to savor day, for you to get away Now if you don't care about what I say, then you gotta think about the time Because it's on your mind, it got your body goin'...
Me and Liquid stood in front of the bar's entrance, staring evilly at each other. "I'm going to enjoy devouring you, Solid Steak." Liquid grinned. "SNAKE. It's Solid SNAKE." I growled back. "Oh.. shut up! I have no time to exchange words with you, Hydraulic Brake!" Liquid yelled back. I snuffed angrily. "Look, Liquid, you can call me whatever the hell you want, let's just get in there and get this over with." I said, Liquid was really starting to bug me. You know, he's a bit more annoying than Otacon...Hell, a LOT more annoying... oh well.
"Very well, Stomach Ache! Let us see which one of us is REALLY the master of Dance Dance Revolution!!" Liquid gleamed. We continued to eye each other evilly and so full of hatred as we entered the bar's entrance. As we stepped in, it was a little bit more silent than usual. But I didn't really care. All I had to do was beat Liquid in this stupid game... that way his pride would only be in his high score, but not his gameplay against other people...
We walked a little bit into the bar, then we just stopped, still looking at each other. "You have an eyelash on your cheek." I said to him. Liquid jolted. "I do!? Where??" he asked, squeamishly. I reached over and wiped it off his cheek. "There you go. " I said, "Mission accomplished." Liquid rolled his eyes. "Please, Snake-- I mean, ...augh... let's just get on with the duel already." he sneered. Oh right. Heh. I forgot all about that. The wonders of stupid humour and what they can do to your memory.
I cleared my throat. "Right. Let's get this damn thing over with." I agreed. We walked to where the Dance Dance Revolution arcade machine was... but when we turned to face it... we froze. The stupid arcade machine! It was-- GONE!! Replaced by some even more stupid game called Virtua Tennis! We both froze, I don't know why Liquid did, but I did... out of outrage. Now I was never going to beat Liquid's stupid score.... oh well.
Then, an idea popped in my head. Why not kill Liquid again, so that he'd never become first on the high scores ever again? I smirked, then turned to Liquid, who was still in shock about the machine for some reason. Then, I leap at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and beginning to choke him... kinda. "Come on... let's hear that snap!" I hissed, as Liquid began to try to pull my arms off of him. Ha, fat chance. I had a pretty good grip on him.
"GUYS!! Stop it!!!" I heard, but I didn't stop. I continued to choke him, forcing his neck to move backwards with fast movements...one snap... that's all I needed. Then, I saw Otacon run in front of me. "Oh, hi Otacon." I said, amid the grunts of effort I made to keep Liquid in my grasp. "Stop!!" Otacon repeated, his voice getting higher. I sighed angrily, and let go of Liquid. "What is it Otacon?" I asked angrily.
"Can't you see, that this Dance Dance Revolution arcade game, is tearing us apart!?" Otacon yelled. "But we weren't that close to begin with..." Liquid began. "SHUT UP!!" Otacon screeched. He turned to me. And I gotta say, I began to feel a little uneasy. "I endured a LOT of pain during this time that you, Snake, were...were OBSESSED with this arcade game!!!" Otacon yelled. I chuckled uneasily.
Liquid shrugged and left, verrry quickly. "I..I wasn't obsessed..." I said nervously, "I was... well... they removed it, so you never have to hear about it again." A look of relief came over Otacon. "Oh, that's much better. Well, let's get out of here, Snake. You gotta try my muffins!" he said, more excitedly. I nodded. Yeah.. might aswell. I heard he DID make a mean muffin.
We both left the bar, both of us...kind of... new people. No more Dance Dance Revolution for me, and...uh... everything was the same for Otacon. as we got to Otacon's car, I began to hear something. ...A low beating noise banging the back of my head... lyrics laying over it like some type of sheet... was it?! I turned my head before getting into the car... it WAS! Dance Dance Revolution 2nd Mix!! I smirked as I closed my door and did up my seat belt. 'I might not get First place on the first edition of Dance Dance Revolution... but there's always room in sequels!' I thought. ' ...Yup..sequels...'
(the question mark leaves it open for a ...sequel?)
