Due to popular demand, this is the inside story of what happened in the water war between Dio, Lucciola, and Delphine. Dumb as the fic was. This is probably very short. More pimp talk.

The Water War

"Back off!" Delphine yelled, pointing the hose at Dio. Dio dropped his water gun and put his hands up. "OK, you win." He winked at Lucciola, then went to the computer. "I think we need some music." He put on The Comcast Music Fan. "Madonna? Very well." "Music" by Madonna started. Dio slid under the table. "Hey, Del." Delphine turned. "You like this song?" He grabbed his water gun. He squirted her in the chest. "AAAHHH! Cold! You little fuck!" She ran at him and missed, hitting Lucciola and knocking him down. She had officially gone crazy. She squirted Lucciola. Right in the happy place. "I thought you were already trained, Lucciola!" She said. Dio looked at his sister. "Delphine, I think you might have gone off the deep end. It was just a joke!" "You want a piece of this?" "No thanks." He backed out the room. Lucciola jumped up to follow him upstairs.

"I think you should change. We're not going out like that. It'll bring up some embarrassing questions." "Right." Lucciola grabbed some pants from his drawrer. He went to the bathroom and put them on. He came out with a grin. "OK, Homie D, what's the plan?" "We totally jack up Delphine's hair, then trick out her clothes, Homie L." "How?" "Every man for himself. Don't stay close to me." "Gotcha." They high fived. "Let's go!"

They walked downstairs. "We're sorry, Delphine." Delphine smiled. "Awww, that's really sweet..." Dio kicked her shin and grabbed his water gun. "Sorry we stopped the war!" He pumped his gun, Lucciola still at his side, waiting for Delphine to move. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be held against you. I see our song is over. Let's fix that!" He went over and put the song back on. "Move or speak and we shoot." Delphine moved to right. They both blasted and she slid between them. She retrived her hose. "You wanna go away now?" "Nope. But I see we're out of ammuniton." Dio ducked under Delphine's blast. "Missed me!" He grabbed the Orange Soda, Chocolate Milk, and Beer. (Yes, Cicada drinks.) They brought it upstairs. Delphine ran to the bottom of the stairs. "You'd better not drink that beer." She yelled. "We won't, but you will." Lucciola snickered. He got out the school chemestry set and began to mix the stuff along with other substances, like hair dye, clothes dye, and other things they couldn't find around the house. "It looks like refried puke!" Dio said, pinching his nose. "It's my creation! DelStopper!" "Cool name, mad scientist Homie L." "I know. It's gonna rock her socks!"

They ran downstairs, guns freshly filled with DelStopper. Delphine looked at them. "I see you came back for another Grade A Can of Kick Ass." She said, picking up her hose. "Yeah...think fast!" He kicked his skateboard towards her. She screamed as she fell on it. Her ankle twisted. "OW! You little fucks are gonna pay for this!" They fired. Her pink shirt turned blue. "What the hell is this shit?" "The name means what it does! DelStopper is the latest in Annoy Delphine Technology!" "Why does my hair smell like beer? No...you didn't!" "Yes we did!" Cicada couldn't take anymore. "That's it!" He grabbed the water guns, emptied them out, picked the two of them up by the collar and threw them out the door. "Here. Take your shit!" He threw the water guns at them. He came back a few minutes later with a bag of clothes for each of them. "Go find a person that'll let you spend the night!" He slammed the door and locked it. "Let's go to Homie C, L, and A's." "Gotcha." They ran down the street.