Chapter Three: Party

Sig

Sig's Room, Seishou Academy, Undisclosed Location, Japan

"Yo! Sorry I'm late!" shouted Sixteen as she entered the room where Sig, Elle, and Funko were gathered. "Hey, look at the food! Nothing less from Elle!"

At the table was a feast of food, specially cooked by Elle: seafood, rice balls, beef, maki, sushi, and tofu. There were also sweets such as a big strawberry cake with a Sig 550 design and various pastries. Sixteen was already munching a maki when Elle tapped her and made a pout.

"Sowee," gulped Sixteen. "I mean sorry, I was hungry," she grinned.

"Look at the gluttonous late-comer!" smirked Sig.

"Gomen! Gomen! Okay? And besides, I bought some additions for the party," Sixteen took out some beer cans from the plastic bag.

"Hey, that's not allowed in school you know!" Funko said.

"It's not allowed when someone finds out," Sixteen winked. "Besides, it has only 5% alcohol! Well, what are we waiting for, we're all here, let's eat!"

Laughter, talks, teases, and eating filled Sig's room. Before the group cut the cake, Sixteen thumped down her can of beer and said (with a very wicked smile), "Let's have a game! Truth or dare!"

"Only if you go first, Sixteen" Sig said.

"Sure!"

"Nee! Nee! Sig, let me ask the question!" insisted Funko. Sig gave an affirmative.

"Hey, Sixteen, has your hammer accidentally fired without your control?" Funko asked with an evil grin. Sixteen has been teasing Funko for a while now as a "pervert whose hammer always goes off whenever there is that good-for-nothing human Japanese teacher." Funko though it was both a good revenge to ask Sixteen the same thing and also a good opportunity to solve her "hammer problem" if Sixteen gave any information.

Sixteen turned beet-red while her friends sans Elle were giving a naughty smile. At last she said, "I'll take dare!" Sixteen finally answered.

"Unfair!" Funko pouted. But Sig came in and said, "Let me take care of the dare Funko," she said with a wicked smile. She then got something from her cabinet: a super red-hot chili pepper sauce. She then opened it and poured a copious amount on a piece of cake she sliced. She then gave the cake to Sixteen and said, "Eat it!"

Sixteen's face twisted. An M-16 is highly sensitive when it comes to the gunpowder and oil used. This means that if Sixteen eats the nasty piece of cake (which is like a very poor and destructive gunpowder and oil), her stomach will go upset and as a result, her M-16 will surely jam until she recovers.* That is why Sixteen only eats good quality well-prepared foods.

"Come on, Sixteen, eat it! If you don't, we'll tell the elementary girls about your hammer. Imagine how much pestering will those sub-machine-gunner fans of yours do, hehehe!" Sig threatened.

"Fine! But you two will pay for this!" Sixteen then ate the cake quickly, munching it like a person who hasn't eaten in weeks, and gulping it with a push of her beer. Her beet-red face became redder and she gagged. At last, Sixteen heaved a sigh and rubbed her stomach.

"Look at you Sixteen, so kawaii!" Sig laughed.

"Funko…you're turn now!" Sixteen said while still sighing. "How about you Funko. Ever made your hammer fire?" asked Sixteen with her most evil grimace.

Funko's face became the reddest of them all. For a while, she didn't make a sound forcing Sixteen to say, "Well, Funko? If you don't answer, you'll take the dare," then she took at a video recorder from her bag and continued, "you'll have to go to the Japanese Teacher's room and tell him he makes your hammer panicky! And of course, I'll keep a souvenir!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll answer, just don't let me do that! Uhm…uhm…this'll be our secret, right?" stuttered Funko.

"Of course! Come on Funko, spill it!"

"Uhm…uhm…uhm…Hai, I did! Oh, this is so embarrassing!"

"Woohoo!" Sixteen cheered while Sig gave a whistle and Elle a timid smile.

"This is so embarrassing! I told you already so stop it! Make it Elle's turn now."

"Hai! Hai! Ms. Hammer!" Sixteen said while still laughing. She then faced Elle who was now smiling awkwardly. "Elle! What is the size of your…barrels?" Sixteen chuckled.

"What's with the questions Sixteen! You're like a dirty old pervert!" complained Sig.

"It's to make the game less boring! And as payback for making fun of me! … So what now, Elle?"

Elle just shook her head which means she won't answer the question.

"Okay, you'll take the dare, Elle. I want you to—" before Sixteen finished, Funko cut her off. "Chotto! That's unfair, you've been giving the dares all the time! I'll make it this time!"

Elle made a pout and a nod. "Fine, you give it Ms. Hammer!" joshed Sixteen.

"Stop calling me names!" Funko protested. But then she said to Elle, "Now Elle, I just want you to shout the loudest you could!"

Elle nodded and without warning made a blood-curling shriek. Her friends covered their ears. After her shout, Sig spoke, "I didn't know you could have such a loud fire, Elle!"

Elle tried to speak but all she managed to produce was a tiny croak.

"Look at that, she broke again, it's all your fault Funko!" Sixteen said.

"Elle! Elle! Are you okay? Gomen ne! Gomen! Gomen!" Funko pleaded. But Elle produced a smile and shook her head which means she is fine and doesn't hold any grudges.

"Yokatta, Elle! Arigatou!" Funko let out a sigh of relief. "Since Elle wasn't able to ask questions, we'll let her ask Sig!" Funko declared to the agreement of everyone. Funko then got a piece of paper and handed it to Elle who began writing. She then showed the paper:

"Sig, do you have a crush? Even if he or she is not at Seishou Academy?"

Sig blushed lightly which made Sixteen let out a whistle and the other two look expectantly.

"Well…I do. But he's not here. Last time I heard he was in Italy but Switzerland's his homeland. A childhood friend so he's a Sig too…" Sig replied dreamily.

"Ooohh. Way to go Sig! Hey, Italy? I hope you bump into him!" Sixteen said.

"Well, I suppose...yes…" Sig muttered, careful not to show her soft side. But her flushed face and woolgathering eyes gave her away.

*Author's Note: Sixteen and her friends are not really humans but are guns. Thus, when a part of their body hurts, the equivalent part of their gun malfunctions (stomach = magazine and some parts of the firing mechanism, chest = gun barrel, eyes = gun sights, etc. I'll leave the hammer to your imagination) and the same happens vice versa.