Note: Spellcheck upsets me. It has reassured me that I can't spell 'millipede'. Mili-Mi-... No, I do not support animal abuse in any form. It is terrible and cruel. I support animal rights. This was written for pure comedic pleasure. Listening to "Critical Acclaim" By: Avenged Sevenfold really got me into writing this chapter (Stabstabstab) along with when I actually went to the zoo. Enjoy.

"We're-a here! We're-a here!" Pavi excitedly exclaimed.

"Yeah." Luigi put on his cap with the GeneCo logo proudly displayed on it. It was funny, the two Largo brothers looked like they didn't belong. Pavi wore designer clothing and Luigi bore formal attire with an ascot.

They went to the entrance. After an arguement with a staff member, the eldest became fed up. Apparently, the front desk wouldn't give change in exchange of a hundred dollar bill. With a flick of the wrist, he pulled out one of his several knives.

"Do you know who the fuck we are?!"

"Y-yeah..." The staff member stuttered in fear of her life. "But the policy-"

"Fuck the damned policy! C'mon, give us the change! My little brother wanted to go to the zoo and Goddammit we're going to go!"

After stabbing many other staff, they finally received the tickets and their long awaited change.

"They deserved it..." Luigi mumbled on, the rest of his words were incoherent. Yet, there was the mentioning of 'commoners' He snatched two maps, turning to give one to Pavi. The thirty year old was nowhere in sight.

"Pavi.. where the fuck did you go?" He turned for one second and he's gone- vanished into thin air. Disappeared out of sight. This was not dynamite.

There was a strange thumping sound. He turned to see a port-a-potty rocking wildly as if it were posessed.

"..."

Thump. Thud. Thunk.

"..."

Moan.

"..."

It was obvious that it was Pavi... with someone. Luigi could only imagine what was going on.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Moan. Thrust. Gasp.

He shook h is head in a desperate attempt to get the raw images out of his mind. The brown haired brother walked up to the plastic bathroom. He harshly knocked on it. "Hurry, the fuck up!"

Silence. Then, a damned girly giggle. A few more thrusts.

Luigi folded his arms, a frown tightly knit onto his lips. Out walked Pavi, brushing imaginary dirt off of his semi-wrinkled clothes. He slicked back his sex ruffled hair, letting another small giggle escape.

"Ahehe..."

"I turn away for one minute and you go fuck! God, Pavi. I was worried-" Luigi stopped, choosing a different choice of words. "I lied. I didn't fucking care, but still. Pop would be pissed if anything happened to you."

"I'm-a sorry, brother." He wasn't really. It was a good fuck.

Out walked a delirious looking man. He bore a Repo suit without a helmet. The GeneCo logos were neatly displayed on his shoulders. He musthave been on Zydrate or God knows what. Everyone at least hoped that much. The weird man ran off. His run was something of a 'Ican'tseewhereI'mgoingmywordsareblurred' or a 'Runhopjumpskip'. Whatever it was... it was just... undeniably stupid.

"Who the hell was that!?"

"Steve Bob McSteve." Pavi replied in a casual manner.

"I'LL BE PAID IN CHOCOLATE, YOU'LL SEE!"

"..." Pavi adjusted his shirt collar.

"Fucking idiot."

The black haired male opened up the map, a finger tracing along the various routes. Where to go first? There was the exhibit entitled, "A Glimpse Into The Amazon." He tapped the title.

"Let's go-a there."

"Nobody tells me what to do... What's there?"

"I-a don't know. It-a says something-a about bugs-a and fish."

"Maybe we'll see a freak like you there."

"Haha." Pavi gave a light laugh. So, they took off to that location.

Outside of the indoor exhibit was a replica of a millipede blown out of proportion. It was at least seven or eight feet long and two feed wide. It's details were overall accurate except for size. It was just a statue on the cement.

"Look, Luigi!" Pavi cried out, straddling the statue. He placed his hands on the head of the giant insect, rocking back and forth. Luigi put a palm to his face. Random passerby gawked and snapped photos of the scene.

"I'm-a riding a millipede!"

"..."

"It feels-a nice, brother.."

Luigi's face reddened from either embarrassment or anger... or maybe something else. "Pavi, get off the damned thing!"

"But the Pavi's having fun!" The younger man held his mirror in the air, arm pulled back as if he was a cowboy with a hat.

"Pavi!" One last warning.

The other grinned, getting up. It wouldn't be good to cause too much of a ruckus.

"I thought you drew the line at bestiality." Luigi grumbled.

"I-a do. It was-a just a statue, brother. I-a thought you-a crossed the line-a at necrophilia." Good points.

They walked inside to discover an odd type of fish. They swam around in the tank. Their size ranged from five to nine inches.

"Ew!" Pavi's hands scrabbled about. "They're-a thick and-a slimy.. and-a long."

"Like yours, fag."

"...Well-a. Yours-a is a millipede."

Luigi's face scrunched up in anger. Glass shattered as he stabbed the tank. A very dead millipede now rested upon his knife. The poor critter. "Now it's not."

They were quickly kicked out due to that little scenario. Thus, the brothers went to see the gorillas. A male Lowland sat near the window, holding a piece of grass. It quickly ate the plant, only to do what cows did. Upchuck, chew, eat, and repeat.

"That's fucking disgusting." Luigi wrinkled his nose in distaste. "Hey. Hey, Pavi. Look at this stupid little-" His brother was gone again. "-monkey..."

It was growing annoying by now. Pavi was like a little child, constantly in need of attention. Then again, that was what the little shit wanted. Luigi gave an eye roll, turning to watch the gorillas. In the exhibit, there was some black haired, pale man... Pavi. It couldn't be, but it was. It looked like the stupid ape thing was trying to rape him.

"Hey!" The eldest cried out, punching the glass. "Let go of my god damned brother!" He hollered out once more. That was the last fucking straw. He broke open the door that led to the inside, ripping open his shirt. He tripped to puff himself up, holding the knife tightly.

"Nobody gets to fuck with my brother except for me! Ya hear?"

Both the gorilla and Pavi blinked. Tourists murmured in low gasps, "It's true...'' The heavily haired creature groomed Pavi's head, while the younger man broadly grinned.

"He was-a just tickling and-a grooming me-a, brother. Were you-a jealous?" A smirk.

"...Shut up." Luigi re-buttoned his shirt. By now, they were both hungry. It was time for lunch.