Black Camilleon: Here we go again. The 2nd chapter.

Tarza: Yay!!!

Black Camilleon: Can one of you do the disclaimer?

Tarshii: No, why can't you?

Black Camilleon: Because it's not just my story but I don't mind kicking anybody out for not doing there "duties" considering this is in my name.

Tarza: Fine then, I'll do it, but your doing it next time Tarshii.

Tarshii: damn.

Tarza: Beyblades is not ours. We just write stories and if you take our stories you'll die. Hows that?

Black Camilleon: Fine.

Tala stepped into his tent. He went over to his bag and pulled out a cigarette. But it wasn't tobacco. It was marijuana. He stepped out with it in his hand. Takao saw him with it.

"What's that?" Takao asked him, pointing to the cigarette.

"That, oh it's just some Buhda," Tala replied.

"What's Buhda?" Takao asked.

Tala handed him one.

"Just light it and breathe in," Tala said, handing him a lighter.

Takao lit up. He breathed in. He suddenly felt a sensation all over his body.

"Hey, this is good shit."

"There's enough for everyone," Tala said, getting a box out.

Everyone came up. Some of them looked at it curiously but then lit up and suddenly they were all smoking dope. Except Kai. After about an hour, all of them (besides Kai) had had at least 5 cigarettes and were all high.

"Kai, you haven't had any man, do ya want some?" Tala said, offering him a cigarette.

Kai looked at the cigarette. It was tempting but he wasn't going to take drugs. Voltaire wouldn't allow of it. But then he realized, Voltaire wouldn't know and what was he to care anyway?

He took the cigarette out of his hand and lit up.

Black Camilleon: That was boring. But it gets better. Watch out for some "dirty" action coming up soon.

Tarza: Yeh, Kenny and.

Tarshii: Shut up Tarza, you'll give it away!

Tarza: Oh, yeh, sorry.

Black Camilleon: And before you say it, I know it was short, but, if you've been reading my other stories, then yo should know me by now!

Tarshii: Oh yeh, thank you _ for reviewing but just so you know, they do get hooked up so, sorry. But, we wanted it that way: P

Tarza: And ___ you like our story? That's good to hear.

Black Camilleon: Do we have to do personal answering shit?

Tarshii: Yes.

Black Camilleon: *sighs*

Tarza: And thank you _____, your reviews were great!

Black Camilleon: Yes, very good.

Tarza: Oh, and ___, we know there out of character but we don't care. And A.N. can go were we want them to cause it's our story.

Black Camilleon: Is that it? Please tell me this is it.

Tarshi: Yes

Black Camilleon: Good