Here you are, another chapter. Ain't I nice. Ian and Bryan are shopping (forced to by Tala) in a supermarket.
Disclaimer: blah blah blah I blah blah blah DON'T blah blah blah OWN blah blah blah BEYBLADE blah!
"Can we have this?"
"...no."
"Why?"
"Because it's not on the list."
"Why?"
"Because we don't need it."
"Why?"
"Because Tala didn't put it on there."
"Why?"
"Your doing that on purpose."
"No I'm not."
"...right, grab that. No the other one."
"This one?"
"No, I said the other one."
"This one."
"..."
"OW! What the fuck was that for!"
"For being a dick head."
"...I was not. Bloody bastard."
"Say again."
"What?"
"What did you just say?"
"What."
"Before that?"
"...can't remember."
"...right, whatever."
Several minutes or so later...
"Ian why are these in the trolley?"
"Dunno, maybe they fell in."
"Go put them back."
"Why should I?"
"Because if you don't I'll stick you in the baby carrier bit on the trolley."
"But I'll get stuck."
"That's the point."
"Wanker."
At the checkout...
"Can I have chocolate?"
"If you pay for it."
"I haven't got any money."
"I know."
"Please!"
"Puppy dog eyes are useless against me."
"Pretty please."
"You are starting to look pathetic."
"If you buy me this one little chocolate bar I won't bug you for the rest of the day."
"...make it two days and you have a deal."
"O.k!"
"Ian, I said one chocolate bar."
"I know, I'm paying for the others."
"...you little sneaky bastard."
"...hehehe...um do you want one?"
"..."
"BRYAN, AAAAAAGGGGHHH! I'M STUCK! GET ME OUT!"
"Tough luck, you big baby."
"NOOOO!"
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If you couldn't guess Bryan put Ian in the baby bit of the trolley. Please review and I'll put the next chapter up faster.
