I made this: Ugh, things are not going well in my life right now. Yeah, never mind that. We're being so mean to Ganryu in this chapter. Actually, we are always mean to Ganryu. Hehe.
Enjoy, okay?
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Ganryu gave the dining room a bored look. He shifted his weight between his feet every now and then with a pained grimace. Baek approached him, holding something in his hand.
"Hello Ganryu." He greeted. Ganryu glared at him.
"What is it now? Come to make fun of me some more, huh?"
Baek sighed slightly.
"Ah, yes, that… listen, I know you're hurt and everything, and I just realized how childish of me it really was to make fun of you because of your weight. So, as an offering of peace, I have brought you this."
He presented his gift. Ganryu gasped, surprised.
"Cake! How nice of you, Baek!"
Baek smiled almost devilishly.
"Yes, the very last piece of it, too…" he purred and put the plate down on the floor in front of Ganryu. He took a few steps back with a wide grin.
"It's all yours. Take it!" he said and laughed loudly at Ganryu's vain attempts to bend down and pick the plate up. Ganryu glared at him.
"Oh HA-HA, really funny. Just give me the freaking cake."
"Make me, fat man."
Baek grinned at Ganryu, not noticing Asuka who stopped beside him.
"Hello." She exclaimed happily. Baek was startled by her sudden appearance. He gave her a surprised stare and sighed.
"I'm getting really sick of seeing your face every time I turn around!"
Asuka ignored him and turned to Ganryu.
"Why, hello there. What are…" she paused and looked down at the cake on the floor. "Why is there a piece of cake here?"
"I…!" Ganryu began, but was quickly interrupted by Baek.
"Ganryu has been safe-keeping it! For you, of course!"
"Oh! For me? Aaw, that's so sweet, Ganryu!" she squealed and picked it up. Baek handed her a spoon, grinning evilly at Ganryu.
"The very last piece, Asuka!"
Asuka took a spoonful of the cake, humming appreciatively.
"Oh, it's delicious!"
"Don't rush it! Take your time enjoying the…" he turned towards Ganryu, speaking louder. "…very last piece of the extremely delicious cake!"
"Oh, I will!" Asuka said and continued eating the cake. Ganryu glared angrily at Baek.
"I'll make you pay for this…! Somehow!" he hissed. Baek just laughed at him, walking away slowly. Ling appeared out of nowhere and gave Ganryu a sympathetic look.
"Aaw, Ganryu…" she began, patting him on the shoulder. "Did Baek make you sad again?"
Ganryu sobbed slightly.
"M-hm… Baek said I was fat. Well, he didn't say it outright, but he meant it!"
"Ganryu, you shouldn't feel fat… bad!"
Ganryu gave her a blaming look.
"See? Now you're doing it too!"
"You shouldn't be sad because you're a bit overweight, I mean… I guess there are a lot of good things in life for overweight people! And women like something to hold on to."
"Oh, yeah? Then why isn't Julia all over me!"
Asuka looked up from the cake.
"Because Julia is a nut job!" she slurred with her mouth full of whipped cream. Ganryu and Ling gave her a surprised stare. She looked around and fled the scene. Ling turned her attention back to Ganryu.
"Yeah, Julia has some… issues right now. I bet she'll come around."
"Pfft… yeah, right."
Ling thought long and hard and finally smiled again.
"Look at it this way! At least you're hard to kidnap!"
Ganryu looked up from the floor and considered it. Meanwhile, Ling's smile faded slightly.
"Unless the kidnappers have a truck… or a helicopter... Something that can lift heavy stuff…" she pondered loudly. She realized something.
"But I'm not saying that you're heavy!" she added quickly. Ganryu gave her an extremely sad look.
"You're not good at that stuff, Ling." He mumbled. Ling dug into her pocket and offered him, too, a lollipop.
"Here you go! This will make everything better!"
Ganryu looked away with a devastated sob.
"I don't want your dirty, Chinese sugar!" he moaned and snatched it out of her hand. "Just leave me alone!"
"But…"
"Don't look at me!" he yelled and turned around, bursting into tears. Ling stared at the back of his head and backed away slowly.
"Mmm…" she heard him mumble to himself, rolling the lollipop around in his mouth. "Caramel."
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Marshall glanced at Forest and cleared his throat.
"So… son… are you really…?"
Forest rolled his eyes and sighed deeply.
"For the last time, dad, yes!"
"I thought you quit that in high-school!"
"High-school?"
"Didn't you?"
"Dad, I never even went to high-school."
"But…"
His voice trailed off at the end when he realized that Hwoarang was standing right next to them, looking at them curiously. Marshall and Forest stared back.
"You do realize that we stopped talking a while ago?" Marshall asked him. Hwoarang met his look.
"Oh. Oh, I wasn't listening." He said and walked away a bit. He stopped there and listened for more. Forest shook his head.
"That guy is weird." He whispered. Marshall nodded and put his hand on Forest's shoulder.
"Let's continue this conversation somewhere more private." He said and opened the door to the men's room. They closed the door behind them and stared in surprise at the scene in front of them. Paul was standing there, staring into the mirror, turning his head from side to side. He grinned at himself.
"Yeah…" he breathed. "Turns you on, doesn't it? Huh? You sick freak!" he hissed the last two words and for some reason began to rub the side of his face against the mirror. He caught sight of the Laws right before he began licking it. They still stared at him.
"Um… who are you talking to?" Forest finally asked. Paul leant back from the mirror and cleared his throat.
"Me." He replied.
"Oh."
They continued staring at each other.
"Should we leave?"
"Would you?"
Marshall and Forest quickly backed out again and remained there for a while, staring out into nothing. Forest finally shuddered.
"I had hoped I'd never have to see that again…" he muttered.
"Let's pretend that never happened." Marshall said quietly. Forest just nodded. Inside the men's room, Paul still looked at the door. He then glanced at the mirror.
"Now, where were we…?" he purred and turned back to it. He leapt back with a surprised yelp as he saw Raven standing a bit behind him, staring at him with a blank face. Paul calmed down a bit and stood quietly, waiting for him to leave.
"Um… do you mind?" he finally asked.
"No." Raven replied shortly. They stood like that for a while. Paul sighed deeply and began tapping his fingers against the wall. Raven suddenly grinned.
"Shy, huh?" he asked.
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Eddy and Christie sat all alone by a table, chatting in a very rambling and incoherent way. Christie had several glasses of lemonade in front of her, most of them emptied. Eddy looked around cautiously and took something out of his pocket. He smelled the very home-made cigarette with questionable content and took a lighter from the same pocket. He put the cigarette in his mouth and prepared to light it. All of a sudden the lighter was snatched from his hand. He looked up at the guy who took it, surprised. The guy calmly picked the cigarette from his mouth.
"I'll take that." Lei said calmly and put the things in his pocket. "Those things are illegal, you know."
"Even the lighter?"
Lei shrugged.
"I've heard the stories about what you've drunk over the years, Eddy."
Christie's head suddenly jerked up from the table. She had a huge grin on her face.
"Kitty…!" she hissed. Lei grimaced, rolled his eyes and sat down next to them.
"I guess that will haunt me to my death."
"You're damn right it will…" she mumbled and her head suddenly fell back to the table. Lei gave Eddy a puzzled look.
"She's wasted." He said calmly.
"How?"
"Drinking."
"Fair enough."
They sat quietly there for a while, looking at the activity in the dining room. Every now and then Christie made some funny, snoring noises. Eddy suddenly seemed to realize something.
"They're not illegal!" he suddenly cried out. Lei leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms.
"Oh? Why not?"
"Because… we're on international waters! According to The Simpsons, we can do anything now!"
Lei gave him a surprised look.
"Really?"
"Yeah!"
Christie suddenly stood up again.
"Bathroom!" she exclaimed loudly and stumbled away. Lei looked at her, slowly took the contents of his pocket out and gave them a thoughtful look.
"Are you sure, Eddy?" he asked again. Eddy nodded happily. Lei's face brightened up.
"So… I can do whatever the flying fuck I want to?"
Eddy stared at him, chocked.
"You said the k-word…!" he whispered. Lei grinned and leant back against the chair some more.
"Finally…!" he said and put the cigarette into his mouth, loosened his tie and let his hair down. He lit the cigarette and coughed slightly. He glanced at Eddy and pointed at the cigarette again.
"This is what I think it is, right?"
Eddy shrugged. Lei took it out, gave it a hesitant look, then shrugged and put it back. He coughed again.
"Dude, you're not supposed to smoke from that end."
Lei took it out and looked at it.
"How do you see the difference?"
Eddy grinned.
"You're talking to the veteran here."
"Right." Lei mumbled and lit the other end. Eddy suddenly grinned again.
"Hey! Try sticking it up your nose… it's great!"
"No… I think this is safer…" Lei said and looked up at the roof. He glanced at Eddy again.
"Are my ears really supposed to tingle?"
"You have ears?"
"Well, actually…" he began, but paused, apparently realizing something. An evil smile slowly appeared on his face. "Hey… where did Christie go?"
"Right over there…" Eddy mumbled and pointed at her, arguing about something with Heihachi. Lei got up, brushed his clothes and walked over to her, swaying slightly.
"Hey, Christie?" he asked with a disturbingly soft voice. She turned around and grunted at him. He grinned evilly again.
"NO RULES!" he suddenly shouted and without warning he tore her shirt off. All activity in the room died down and everyone stared at her openly. Most of the men grinned. Lei took a step back, admiring the duo. There was a sound of someone running quickly and out of nowhere Hwoarang burst forward and grabbed Christie's breasts. He squeezed them slightly a few times and then let go, staring in horror at his own hands.
"NOTHING!" he wailed loudly. "I FEEL NOTHING!"
He then ran off, crying in a comically devastated way. Christie looked down on her own chest and covered herself with a yelp. She stretched a hand out and grabbed the first person she could, which just happened to be Ling, and pressed her close to herself. Most of the men in the room grinned even bigger.
"Give me your shirt…!" Christie hissed. Ling stared at her.
"But I have nothing on under it, I need it!"
"Not all of it!" Christie said loudly and quickly ripped Ling's shirt, baring her stomach. Ling gasped loudly.
"What are you doing?" she yelled. Appreciative mumbles came from the males.
"Wait!" Marshall almost yelled to be heard all over the room. "We can't watch this! She's too young!"
"She's 18. It's perfectly legal." Jin purred.
"Oh. Okay. Never mind."
The men enjoyed the 'show' for a while longer, until Christie managed to tie the small piece of cloth around her chest. She looked down on it, content with how it looked. Everyone kept looking for a while, and then gave up when it was clear nothing more would happen. There were some groans of disappointment. After a short while they heard the sound of a toilet flushing. Paul came out from the men's room and looked around. For some reason, most of the people in there looked at him.
"So!" he said loudly and happily. "What's going on out here?"
No one said anything. He caught sight of Ling and Christie and their strange clothing. His smile faded while he looked at them.
"Wait… no… did they…?" he began, pointing at them. Feng noticed that, nodded and grinned. Paul looked completely devastated.
"So Christie was…! And they… she… NO!" he cried and sobbed slightly. "God, no! Why? WHY?"
He pointed at the door to the men's room.
"I just had to take a leak! And those two…! God, why! Even the fat guy saw it, for crying out loud!"
Ganryu gave him an annoyed look.
"Oh, yeah, the fat guy isn't allowed to look at hot women anymore…?" he grumbled and crossed his arms. Paul cried out in frustration and, to a certain extent sorrow, and stormed out of the room.