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"Whoa….." was all Kish could say after his friend's sudden outburst.

"Okay," Pai began, "I doubt any of you want to ride in this stink-van, am I right?"

"Yeah, I can't take this anymore." Kish moaned.

"Then I can think of three options. One: We give up."

"I like that one!" Tart said.

" Stay out of this! Two: We walk. Or three, we take the large transportation device the humans call: 'the bus'."

"Ooooh." Tart said, clearly amazed by the thought.

"Unfortunately, we're a long way until the next bus station, so we'll have to walk until we reach one."

And so began the long trudge until they reached the highway. Sometime in mid-afternoon, Tart made an amazing discovery. (Or so he thought.)

"Look guys! A possum!"

They all hovered over the roadkill, with tire tracks clear across its whole body.

"Aw, look at the possum." Tart said, completely blind to the fact it had been dead for quite some time.

"Um, it's kinda dead……" Kish pointed out.

"D-dead?" Tart stuttered, tearing up.

"Oh, no…." Pai whispered; he could see where this was going.

"DEAD?! THAT'S HORRIBLE!"

"Oh, geez!"

"We should give it a proper funeral!"

"Okay, first of all, roadkills don't get funerals. And second, since when have you been interested in the well-being of earth-animals anyway?!"

"Since I watched Animal Planet that one time. Now he gets a funeral or I stay right here, and you'll just have to go to Canada without me."

"Okay then."

"Works for me."

"NO! Wait guys! I was being sarcastic! GUYS?!"

"Alright, alright, we'll give it a stinkin' funeral, but I want no more interruptions until we reach our destination! Understand?"

"Okay…" Taruto agreed, picking up the dead thing.

"Oh, I'm gonna barf…" Kiah winced.

"Don't. You. Dare." Pai hissed, he'd had quite enough throw-up for one day.

So they proceeded in putting the possum, or "opossum" as Pai had corrected, into a hole on the side of the road that had been dug by who-knows-what.

Pai, you're the oldest, you be the minister." Tart said simply.

Pai sighed. "Alright then." So, he made up a strange speech that was complied of all he knew about human rituals.

"Um….. Dearly Beloved……" he began awkwardly, "We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of this…..earth-opossum-thing."

"HIS NAMED WAS GERALD!" Tart sobbed.

"Okay then, Gerald the earth-opossum. We do not know of any descendents left by…erm…Gerald."

"He had three kids!" Tart cut in again from nowhere, which caused Kisshu to be skeptical.

"How do you know this?!"

"Gerald told me." Tart said simply.

"He's DEAD!"

"Well, duh!" Tart argued.

Kish decided he was done arguing with this idiot and thought maybe if he was quiet these things might not happen to him again.

"Gerald has left behind three children, and seems to have been hit by a……"

Pai nudged the animal with his foot, trying to take a better look at it.

"…..a Ford Explorer of some kind, and will be surely missed. Now bury that thing before I throw up." Pai finished, as Tart kicked some dirt over the body.

They were all about to leave, when Pai happened to notice that the possum's head was sticking out of the ground.

"Tart! I told you to bury him! Why's the head sticking out?!"

"I thought he might need some air!"

"They won't need air where you're going…" Kish muttered.

"Tart, the opossum is dead, therefore he doesn't need any air."

"He's DEAD?! That's HORRIBLE!"

Chocolate Pudding-chan: I think we can all agree at this point that Taruto is pretty hopeless.

Might not update 'til next weekend; I'm a busy girl! A busy girl who has midterms this week TT