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Roy looked at Havoc and Breda. Well, to bad for them. They were screwed. Along with the still making out Al and Scar. Roy smirked.
" Well, I guess you four can figure out how to escape the wrath of the bad pairings by yourself." Said Roy as he walked over to the party in the happy corner.
" Did somebody say...WRATH?" yelled Wrath as he bust in through the window. Today, Wrath was dressed in an interesting outfit. He was wearing a black mafiya hat, a tuxedo, two shiny black shoes, and snow white gloves. Wrath grinned widely.
Havoc put his head in his hands. Now they're was yet another person to deal with! Who would poor Wrath get paired with now? Who my dear reader who?.!
Wrath looked around at everyone. They were all staring at him. He frowned. Was he not welcomed or something? What was with these people?
" Umm...did i come at a bad time or somethin'?" He asked. Breda and Havoc nodded. Wrath frowned.
"THEN LETS ALL DO THE CHEKIN DANCE LIKE THIS!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.
everyong started doing the 'chekin' dance.
"WOOT!!!!" thay all said.then they all looked at Magi who was writing this.wtf? what was wrong with her??sigh...freak. Huh?? I don't remember writing this Sari...
And thus, the problem was resolved by everybody doing the chicken dance.
The end
YAY! IT'S A LAME ENDING! No but seriosly guys, I was getting sick of this fanfic sitting there being...well...not done. So i finished it.
If you want more pointless stupidity, you should read my other fanfics! And don't forget to review for them as well! (hint hint)