[EDIT]: Heyheyheyyy, editing the fic, whatevs whatevs, you get it, moving along. :P Beyblade is officially disclaimed by me. Don't own. [/EDIT]

Max: Heh heh… Warnings are same as usual. Insanity, randomness, implied yaoi (but not with me, with Ray and Kai, and it's barely implied at all, this fic is ship-free thus far.) Congratulations on reading this far into the story and not closing the window, you're all very talented to the extreme.

Max's Note: And that last chapter was pathetic, I know. Way too short. And therefore, I'd like to make this one as long as possible. Which may not be very long. Oh, and considering that chapter wasn't funny either, let's try to enjoy ourselves

Friday, I think… I hope…

Woke up this morning, and what did I see? Absolutely nothing. No, I didn't go blind, it was just dark. Figures.

"Max, get your ass out of bed NOW," Kai yelled from outside the doorway. I rolled my eyes, and then rolled out of bed onto the floor. Ow…

"What are you doing?" asked Kai, still talking through the door.

"I'm throwing things."

"….. hn."

I amused myself picking up a nearby slipper and throwing it at the door.

"Max, you blonde idiot, get UP!"

"Okay, okay, no reason to scream…"

"Max, we're leaving in five minutes. Even TYSON's up."

"Wow, Tyson's up?" I asked, standing up and putting all of the blankets and pillows back on the bed- they fell when I rolled off. "And where are we going?"

"Max," Ray's voice said. "We're going to the beach, so get up."

"Well, Kai could have just told me that," I said exasperatedly, getting dressed.

"But Kai's not the social type, is he?"

"No… ow…" I tried combing my hair, but it was tangled. Oh well, who needs neat hair? Other then Ray, that is. Can you imagine how long that would take to wash… dry… brush… ahhh.

"Max, pick up some food on your way," Tyson said. Um…

"Sure, I'll just stop by the fast food place in my closet…" I said sarcastically.

"Would you?" I heard Kai hit him over the head.

"Why is everyone gathered outside my doorway?" I asked, tidying up my room. You never know when my insane mother will turn up.

"We're waiting for you. Why are you up so late?" Ray was so calm. Kai was all… screamy. Well, what can you do?

"Because I don't usually get up early on holidays… Newsflash…"

"Put that in your pipe and smoke it," Tyson commented, receiving yet another blow to the head as I opened the door.

"So, let's get out of here," Ray said cheerfully, grabbing his purse and heading out the door.

"Got your lipstick all packed, Ray?" Kai asked. What a dry sense of humor he has… quite funny, though.

"I feel jived," Tyson exclaimed. We all stared at him in horror.

"Always a tricky thing knowing what you're talking about, Tyson," Kai commented. Why was he in such a good mood? Maybe he enjoys having a crowd of gasping girls in bikinis surrounding him as he tries to sit in the shade with a piece of grass in his mouth. What is he, a cow? Mooo… ha!

Anyway…

So it was then that we realized that Ray was holding not a purse but a beach bag. Same thing, really, considering it was flowered.

"So, Ray, you've made the big switch?" asked Tyson. I think he was dead serious.

Ray rolled his eyes. "It's a bag, Tyson, for storing things."

Wait, wasn't it me who joined a KaiXRay fanlisting? Ah, well. Nothing wrong with that, nothing at all.

"Can we get ice cream?" Tyson asked as we got into a random car.

"Yes, ice cream would be great," I added, realizing that I was starving.

"Yes, please Kai?" Ray asked, trying out his puppy dog face. Not bad, but I'm still the champion.

Kai rolled his eyes. "No."

"But Kaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii," I whined. "It's a holiday, and we're hungry, and ice cream would be really nice, and-"

"No."

"PPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSEEEE?" the three of us tried.

"No."

Well, this called for desperate measures. I looked him straight in the eyes, widening my eyes as much as I could, and letting my lower lip tremble. Kai looked away, but I made him look back.

"Oh, fine."

YESSS! None can resist Max Tate's all-famous puppy dog look.

Tyson clapped me on the back. "Nice one, Max."

I grinned at him. Modesty is over-rated, I say.

Kai was still, apparently, in a good mood. Well, as far as Kai moods go, anyway. He even turned the radio on while Ray hot wired the engine… Heh heh… Noooooo, it was our car! Honest!

Some crap talk show was playing. Something about education… ha ha, that's a laugh and a half. Education? No one cares about education… well, except for Chief… my parents… most parents, actually. I'm arguing my own point here, how sad is that?

We drove to a nearby ice cream store. The lady at the cash asked what we wanted in one of those southern accents.

I, being the charismatic one of the team, said, "Hi, I'd like three scoops of strawberry with a chocolate cone, and my pet echidna would like-"

Kai shoved me over before I could order for him. "Sorry. I'll have vanilla."

Tyson bounded over. "Ooh, can I have two chocolate cones, one with three scoops of rocky road and one with three scoops of cookie dough-"

"Tyson, I am NOT paying for all that," Kai told him with a murderous glance.

"Yes you are," he corrected, as the stunned woman handed him the two cones.

"I'll have one scoop of chocolate please," Ray told her politely with a smile, handing over enough money for himself.

I pulled out five bucks and gave it to her. Tyson grumbled about not wanting to buy his own food, but eventually gave in and handed her a ten- considering how much he ordered. Kai paid for the rest unwillingly. We left the little store with the ice cream in tow, and got I the car. Kai sat in the driver's seat, and the rest of us filed in, Tyson with some difficulty due to him having his hands full.

"Okay, beach, here we come," Ray said to the ocean.

"How did I get stuck with these people?" Kai asked no one in particular, pulling out of the driveway and starting on the way to the beach.

End of the chapter already? Until next time, then.

Your FAVOURITE 3,

Maxie the Ice Cream Fiend