Black Camilleon: We don't own Beyblades. Only this story and if you take this story we'll kill you. Yadda ya, don't give a f, whatever.

Tarshii: Not happy today, are we?

Black Camilleon: death glares Tarshii

Tarza: Ok.

"Kenny! You're a girl!?!"

Kenny saw his penis on the ground.

"Oh, so that's were it got to," Kenny said (A.N. rather joyfully) and picked it up and started to put it back on.

"Kenny, how could you?!" yelled Kai, quickly got dressed and ran out of the room.

Kenny just sat in bed, still trying to put his penis back on.

Kai walked around for a bit, not taking note of where he was going, thinking of how Kenny could do that to him. He walked past a door and heard the load moaning of Takao, Max, Andrew (or should we say Emily) and Michael. Becoming very curious, he peered in the crack of the door and saw Max, Takao and Michael all trying to get a bit of Emily. Kai shuddered and walked away. He walked quickly to the bathroom, grabbed a bong and started to smoke some dope. When he finished he walked to the living room and saw Rei, sitting there with a sad look on his face.

"Rei? You ok?" Kai asked

"Yeh," Rei said sadly.

Kai suddenly felt weird. Rei looked at him. Kai could tell Rei felt just like he did. Rei stood up and they quickly ran to a room.

Mariah walked around the house. She suddenly heard moaning from a few rooms. She looked in the first room. There was Emily, Michael, Takao and Max. She quickly walked to the next door. Rei and Kai were in there having a bit of fun. She walked away and heard more moaning. She looked into the room and found the other guys from the White Tigers and the Demolition Boys and Kenny getting it on.

"Yuck," she said and quickly walked away.

She then stepped into a room and found herself standing in front of Eddy, Steve, Oliver, Robert, Enrique and Johnny standing there, talking.

"Uh, hi there," Steve said, staring at Mariah.

"Um, hi," Mariah replied.

Mariah reached for the door and walked out. Everyone looked at each other and started talking again.

Black Camilleon: End it there, can't think of anything.

Tarza: But it's too short.

Black Camilleon: Who cares. Anyway, We, well, I do realize this story doesn't seem to make much sense but, again, who cares.

Tarshii: I care.

Black Camilleon: Whateva. Ja ne.