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Luna: Yay reviews! Reviewer reponses:

Lightning Master: Uh…: looks around paranoid: I KNEW THAT! R-really! I just thought it would be funnier if Yoko had to stand on it and Kevin tried to make her do it. XD Anyway, thanks for the review!

DeathbyHugs: Yeah, Kevin is quite dumb. Not as much as Leon but still…anyway, I hope you update your Crimson Ribbons fic! Thanks for review!
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Chapter 8: Fun with Lockers!

Kevin opened the now unlocked locker and grabbed the key. That's when he got a grand idea. He stepped into the locker, and closed it; giggling.

" Kevin…" said Yoko, " What are you doing?"
" You can't see me! Where am I?" he asked, thinking his 'prank' was the best idea since sliced bread.

" Your in that locker." said Yoko, bored.

" No! Guess again!"

" Your still in that locker."

" Noooo…I'm not!"

Yoko was quickly loosing her patience.

" YOUR IN THE GODDAMNED LOCKER AND WASTING TIME HIDING AS A VIRUS EATS AWAY AT OUR BODY!" she screamed.

" Virus…? Oh no! Its an STD, isn't it! I knew that woman was dirty for my birthday party, but no one listens!" whines Kevin.

Yoko was many things. She was timid and patient.

Yoko's Temper Counter: 76

But this was ridiculous.

" Just give me the key, and you can hide in here." said Yoko, giving up.

" No! I want you to guess where I am!" demanded Kevin.

"…Up my ass and around the corner…" she said, dryly.

" Correct!" cried Kevin, and stepped out; handing her the key.

Yoko sighed.

Kevin walked around the break room some more until he found a piece of paper.

Its said:

Kites Bro.Inc, needs 2 plate, face things to insert in the gate things to uncouple the trains. What? You want to know who came up with this? Well, this would make things a lot more challenging if it were a zombie invasion. But what are the odds of that? And who doesn't love a game of " Find the Plate Things or you die"?

He could of swore that he'd be pissed at this person who left this note if he was sober. He left the break room, and walked to into another room.

Yoko unlocked the room with the key Kevin had found, and down the stairs he went. Until they reached another door, yada, yada, yada. The basement like area was flooded, and Kevin found it to be a perfect opportunity to go for a dip. A skinny dip. He had unbuttoned his shirt, just as a zombie lunged at him. He killed it, a surprisingly good shot for one impaired. Kevin decided just to swim clothed, as an unsuspecting Yoko turned the valve handle for the electricity.

Can you say Kentucky Fried Kevin?

" YAGHHHHHHHHHH!"

Yoko came back to where he was, saw him being electrocuted and shrugged.

" You should really get out of there." she said, calmly.

Kevin managed to get his fried ass out of the water before he had any permanent damage. Wet, burnt and oddly hot in his wetness, he followed Yoko back to another room.

This room had a computer thingy that demanded he disturbed 10 volts of electricity to each outlet. Kevin never enjoyed math.

Flashback

Kevin was a high school senior, hanging out with some friends. Smoking blunts.

" I gotta go to math," announced Random High school friend.

" Math is pointless, dude." said Kevin, " It's not like I'm ever gonna be in a life or death situation that includes addition."

All his friends laughed hysterically.

Back to the Present.

" Hey, Yoko, you're a nerd; right?" asked Kevin.

" What!" she cried.

" You do the hard, bad math stuff!" he decided.

Yoko figured out the 'puzzle' in the matter of 10 seconds. That's when the door began shaking. A lot.

" I better get that, it could be David!" said Kevin.

" No!" cried Yoko, " it's the zombies, last I checked; David could turn knobs."

" How do you know?" asked Kevin, " You never got to know David! What's his favorite color? His last name? His favorite food? You never really knew him at all!"
"…Uh…I guess I don't."
" Exactly!"
So Kevin opened the door, as Yoko wondered what was the point of their conversation.

The zombies poured it. Yoko did the unthinkable, she equipped a gun. Yes, a gun. And fired away.

Yoko Temper Counter: 99.9

Kevin clapped his hands as Yoko disposed of the undead. Then she turned around and kicked him in the manly region, feeling rather satisfied with herself.

" OWWWW!" he cried, and doubled over.