[EDIT]: LAST ONE! Yaay! Hey, I might actually update this fic. 3 years too late. Btw, don't own. [/EDIT]

Max's Note: Hey, pain tolerant readers! Are you ready for this next chapter? Warnings are the same as usual- insanity, randomness, etc. You know the drill.

"OOH! Ooh! COSTCO!" Tyson exclaimed, pointing to the store as we drove along a highway. "Kai, can we go in? Pplleeaaassee?"

Kai rolled his eyes. "No."

"Yes?" I asked.

"No."

"Yes?" Ray suggested.

"No."

"Yes?" we all said together.

"Noooooooo. Ok, fine."

We all stared at him.

"What?" he asked.

"Gremlins?" asked Tyson suddenly. We all turned to stare at him.

"Uh, Kai… watch the road," Ray suggested, pointing.

Kai rolled his eyes and turned around to see a 184 wheeler.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Ray, Tyson and I screamed.

"HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" Kai roared, slamming on the breaks. The truck stopped too, and Ray rolled down his window.

"DUDE!" he shouted. "YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG WAY!"

The driver gave Ray the finger.

Kai rolled his eyes and pulled Ray's head back into the car. "Americans," he mumbled.

"HEY!" I said indignantly. "I'm American too!"

"ME THREE!" Tyson exclaimed.

"Uh, no, you're not," Ray told him as Kai swerved around the 184 wheeler and pulled into the Costco parking lot.

"Ooooooooh!" Tyson ooh-ed, running in through the doors. That is, until he ran into the glass.

"Tyson, that's not an automatic door," Ray told him smugly.

"But it saaayyyyys 'Manual Automatic Door!' Tyson whined, rubbing his nose.

"Manual means you have to open it yourself." Kai said, pulling it open.

"But automatic means it'll open on its own," I added. "So, technically, they should choose one or the other."

"Maybe it's actually a manual automatic door," Ray compromised. "Maybe when you get there you call a worker to come and open it for you. Manual, and automatic at the same time."

We dropped this topic of conversation and went into the store. The first thing we saw was food samples.

"FOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" Tyson roared, running to the first one and devouring a sample of eyeglass cleaner.

The rest of us walked away, pretending we didn't know him. We did stop at a candy sample place, however. I, being a professional, know how to manage my candy, but Ray isn't quite as lucky. Soon he was completely hyperactive. Not to mention Kai. Yes, you heard correctly. Kai Hiwatari. On a sugar high.

Yep.

Yeah, I know. Miraculous.

Amazing.

Never before seen.

I'll shut up now.

Ray raced off into the clothing department, Kai right behind him. Soon they were playing a game if hide-and-seek. I positioned myself on a shelf of polka-dotted luggage to watch.

Ray dodged Kai and hid behind a rack of dandelion yellow spandex angora rabbit socks in four packs. He crouched and chanted "I'm not suspicious, I'm not suspicious, I'm not suspicious, I'm not suspicious…" under his breath. Kai pointed dramatically from his lookout point (on top of shelves upon shelves laden with two-for-one pink electrifying pianos) and said, "I FOUND YOU!" loudly enough for the whole store to hear. I buried my face in my hands, knowing what was coming next.

"HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" Kai screamed, running frantically from rabid fangirls.

"Talk about a sugar crash," I commented conversationally to Ray, who was now laughing in Kai's expense.

We saw Kai duck into the men's washroom and the fangirls walk away, disappointed. Serves them right. Kai's not very interesting, anyway. All he ever says is 'hn.' Oh, and 'I'm burning this ruby pink binder, so get back to me later.' Actually, that's his cell phone's voice mail recording, so I hear it every five minutes. He never picks up his cell.

So five minutes later, Kai ran out of the washroom, screaming 'HNNNNNNNNN!' again. This time he was holding up a pair of enormous pants. Apparently in the heat of things he lost his belt. Oh my.

"I'm not even gonna ask," I said, turning and walking away.

I set off to find Tyson, but he was nowhere to be found. I called his cell.

"Hello?" Tyson answered.

"Hi, who's this?"

"It's Tyson! ... Wait, you called me!"

"I know, right?"

"Right!"

"So, where are you?"

"I'm eating in the section with all the food samples."

Kai came up behind me. "We're leaving."

"Bye, Tyson. We're leaving you here."

"Bye… WAIT!"

Kai rolled his eyes, and walked over to Tyson who had been standing three feet away from me, grabbed him by the collar of his jacket, and dragged him out to the car. Ray and I followed.

"ATA: So, guys, I'll update ASAP, which'll probably be in a year and three quarters, but still!"

Hahaha, it's been like, three years. Ha ha ha. Oops. Sorry about that.