Chocolate Pudding-chan: Yay next chappie.
Pai and Kish groaned in unison.
"Tart! Can't you hold it?!"
"NO! I've been holding it since Old MacDonald had a hippo!"
"Listen, I promised I get 500 KM by noon, can't you hold it a little longer?"
" I CAN'T!!!"
"Just a little while?"
"Okay. If you want wet seats, that's not my problem."
"Fine! I'll pull over, but you better be out in five minutes or I'll strangle you!
"Thank you!!!"
Pai pulled their rental car over to the rest stop and Tart burst out of the car and race to the men's room.
30 minutes later
"ALRIGHT! Half an hour is LONG enough! Kish go get him."
"Why me?"
"Because if you don't, I'll let Tart drive."
"GOING!"
Kish walked in the restroom, which was now empty. "Hello?" he asked timidly. "Tart? You in here?"
A moan came from inside one of the stalls.
"H-hello?"
"Mmm, help…."
"I'm hearing voices.." Kish muttered "AND THEY'RE NOT THE ONES I USUALLY HEAR!"
"Kisshu…..help…"
"Tart? Is that you?"
Kish opened the door to the stall the moans were coming from, only to see poor Tart completely wrapped up in toilet paper with his arm jammed up in one of the toilet paper dispensers.
"OMIGOD! What the heck happened to you?!"
"Britney Spears…..giant tortoises…. THE FUR-REAL KITTENS WERE EVERYWHERE, MAN!!! EVERYWHERE!!!!!"
Tart burst into tears as Kish unwrapped the toilet paper.
"C'mon kiddo, let's get you out of here…" Kish muttered, dragging poor Tart back to the car. He plopped him down in the back seat, and then climbed in next to Pai. Tart's eye was still twitching.
"What happened Tart?"
"I don't know. He said something about someone named "Britney Spears".
"Britney Spears? Ouch." Pai flinched.
"The weird thing is, he won't talk at all."
"This could be good…." Pai said, starting up the car.
"WAIT!"
"What is it Kish?"
"Pai? I sorta have to pee…"
Choclate Pudding-chan:Poor, poor Tart.