Oh, COME ON. You KNEW this was going to happen eventually. Kai-Lan... On her first date. With who? Well, read and find out. CAUTION: The events detailed here supposedly happened before Rintoo moved out of his house, so if you're confused, reread this section.
*One morning, Rintoo went over to Kai-Lan's house because they agreed to meet there for a playdate. What happens during the playdate, however, is going to cause some serious shit.*
Kai-Lan: So, Rintoo, how are you enjoying this playdate?
Rintoo: Pretty good, so far. I'm surprised your friend over there is here as well. *I wave at them, watching an episode of Regular Show. You know, the one where Mordecai and Rigby enter a video game competition. I'm a little fuzzy on the other details.*
Kai-Lan: Eh, he wanted to visit. Pay him no mind.
Rintoo: He's my friend; of course I'm gonna keep an eye on him.
Edvine: No, Kai-Lan's right. Don't mind me.
Rintoo: Uh... let's go to my house instead. Hey, Edvine, help yourself to whatever's in her fridge. I assume you'll be staying awhile.
Edvine: Yep.
Kai-Lan: We'll be back later.
*a short walk later*
Rintoo: Welcome to my humble abode, fuly stocked with racecar paraphernalia. I don't know what that goddamn word means.
Kai-Lan: I can't even spell that.
Rintoo: Now, I have pretty much every racing game in existance. Take your pick and we'll race each other. Try not to spin me over. And over. And over.
Kai-Lan: Yeah, like you've ever been spun out 27 times before...
Rintoo: 28 one race actually.
Kai-Lan: Did you even finish in the top 3?!
Rintoo: Better; I actually won that race. The guy who kept spinning me had a disconnection so that was smooth sailing from there. Won by .184 seconds.
Kai-Lan: Nice. I have something to ask you before we start racing though.
Rintoo: Go ahead.
Kai-Lan: Now, you'll think this is silly, but I was chatting with Lulu online and she thought we would be a great fit for each other. So, Rintoo, will you... go on a date with me?
*just then, in Boston, during a Red Sox game*
Stadium Announcer: The Red Sox are up 10-7 against the Twins with Joe Mauer to bat. Bases loaded, 2 outs, bottom of the 9th. It would take a miracle to win this game. *shockwave bursts through Fenway Park* Here's the pitch. Whoa nelly, it's driven deep to left! Back, back and... OVER THE GREEN MONSTER! Twins win! Twins win! Twins win! This is gonna make for one hell of a headline! The Minnesota Twins win 11-10!
Guy in stands who bet on the Red Sox: MOTHERFUCKER!! *rips up his betting ticket* What the hell just happened here?!
*in the Euro League final of soccer*
TV Broadcaster: Manchester City and the Queens Park Rangers are level at 2 goals apiece with less than a minute of stoppage time left. Wait, what's this? *shockwave runs through England's top half* I can't pronounce most of these guys' names so I'll use their jersey numbers. #7 passes to #3-- GOAL MANCHESTER CITY! Holy shit! They take the Euro League title from Manchester United with just seconds remaining in stoppage time! What the fuck just happened for this event to take place?!
*at Wrigley Field*
Stadium Announcer that just came back from the Red Sox game because he doesn't get paid enough: Could I see 2 comebacks in a row tonight? It's a long shot, but I bet, like, $50,000 for it to happen, so if I get to see the Cubs do this, I am gonna be a very rich fucker. The Cubs have acquired Carlos Santana from a peculiar trade involving a Ski-Doo, 2 Mets players, and an autographed guitar signed by Tyler Connolly of Theory Of A Deadman fame. He's coming up to bat now. Same sitch as the Red Sox game; Cubs down 6-3, bases loaded, all the other bullshit. Here's the pitch to Santana. Line drive deep to center field! Back, back, back, and this ball is OUTTA HERE!! Give me my winnings of $28,000,000, cause the odds were so not in my favor on this, that there was actually a better chance of Gary Busey hosting his own talk show! (Among these fictional events(except for the Manchester City-QPR match; that actually happened this year), here's a breakdown of what also took place: Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston were resurrected, the record for most consecutive 300 bowling games was broken, Ni Hao, Kai-Lan was revived(come on, don't we wish this would happen?), someone actually gave a fuck about something, Dale Earnhardt Jr. misses the Chase for the Cup by 1 point over Marcos Ambrose, and Final Fantasy Versus XIII was announced, after a 6-year wait. All of these events are yet to happen, save for the soccer match, which already did.)
(addendum: Final Fantasy Versus XIII is supposed to be a PS3 exclusive game, but ever since it was originally announces in 2006, it hasn't seen the light of day yet. If you read Game Informer, then disregard this.)
Rintoo: *thinks about it for a moment, then says...* I'll get back to you on that.
Kai-Lan: ...what?
Rintoo: This is a huge decision. I need more time to think about it. We can still race each other though.
Kai-Lan: Well... Okay.
Rintoo: Now, what are we playing?
Kai-Lan: Forza Motorsport 3, your favorite game.
Rintoo: Yay. Class S cars only?
Kai-Lan: Sure.
(Yeah, this is a little short, but I'm writing another fanfic in a different club, and I need the time to write it. Hope you like my offering. Fanfic over. For now.)
*One morning, Rintoo went over to Kai-Lan's house because they agreed to meet there for a playdate. What happens during the playdate, however, is going to cause some serious shit.*
Kai-Lan: So, Rintoo, how are you enjoying this playdate?
Rintoo: Pretty good, so far. I'm surprised your friend over there is here as well. *I wave at them, watching an episode of Regular Show. You know, the one where Mordecai and Rigby enter a video game competition. I'm a little fuzzy on the other details.*
Kai-Lan: Eh, he wanted to visit. Pay him no mind.
Rintoo: He's my friend; of course I'm gonna keep an eye on him.
Edvine: No, Kai-Lan's right. Don't mind me.
Rintoo: Uh... let's go to my house instead. Hey, Edvine, help yourself to whatever's in her fridge. I assume you'll be staying awhile.
Edvine: Yep.
Kai-Lan: We'll be back later.
*a short walk later*
Rintoo: Welcome to my humble abode, fuly stocked with racecar paraphernalia. I don't know what that goddamn word means.
Kai-Lan: I can't even spell that.
Rintoo: Now, I have pretty much every racing game in existance. Take your pick and we'll race each other. Try not to spin me over. And over. And over.
Kai-Lan: Yeah, like you've ever been spun out 27 times before...
Rintoo: 28 one race actually.
Kai-Lan: Did you even finish in the top 3?!
Rintoo: Better; I actually won that race. The guy who kept spinning me had a disconnection so that was smooth sailing from there. Won by .184 seconds.
Kai-Lan: Nice. I have something to ask you before we start racing though.
Rintoo: Go ahead.
Kai-Lan: Now, you'll think this is silly, but I was chatting with Lulu online and she thought we would be a great fit for each other. So, Rintoo, will you... go on a date with me?
*just then, in Boston, during a Red Sox game*
Stadium Announcer: The Red Sox are up 10-7 against the Twins with Joe Mauer to bat. Bases loaded, 2 outs, bottom of the 9th. It would take a miracle to win this game. *shockwave bursts through Fenway Park* Here's the pitch. Whoa nelly, it's driven deep to left! Back, back and... OVER THE GREEN MONSTER! Twins win! Twins win! Twins win! This is gonna make for one hell of a headline! The Minnesota Twins win 11-10!
Guy in stands who bet on the Red Sox: MOTHERFUCKER!! *rips up his betting ticket* What the hell just happened here?!
*in the Euro League final of soccer*
TV Broadcaster: Manchester City and the Queens Park Rangers are level at 2 goals apiece with less than a minute of stoppage time left. Wait, what's this? *shockwave runs through England's top half* I can't pronounce most of these guys' names so I'll use their jersey numbers. #7 passes to #3-- GOAL MANCHESTER CITY! Holy shit! They take the Euro League title from Manchester United with just seconds remaining in stoppage time! What the fuck just happened for this event to take place?!
*at Wrigley Field*
Stadium Announcer that just came back from the Red Sox game because he doesn't get paid enough: Could I see 2 comebacks in a row tonight? It's a long shot, but I bet, like, $50,000 for it to happen, so if I get to see the Cubs do this, I am gonna be a very rich fucker. The Cubs have acquired Carlos Santana from a peculiar trade involving a Ski-Doo, 2 Mets players, and an autographed guitar signed by Tyler Connolly of Theory Of A Deadman fame. He's coming up to bat now. Same sitch as the Red Sox game; Cubs down 6-3, bases loaded, all the other bullshit. Here's the pitch to Santana. Line drive deep to center field! Back, back, back, and this ball is OUTTA HERE!! Give me my winnings of $28,000,000, cause the odds were so not in my favor on this, that there was actually a better chance of Gary Busey hosting his own talk show! (Among these fictional events(except for the Manchester City-QPR match; that actually happened this year), here's a breakdown of what also took place: Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston were resurrected, the record for most consecutive 300 bowling games was broken, Ni Hao, Kai-Lan was revived(come on, don't we wish this would happen?), someone actually gave a fuck about something, Dale Earnhardt Jr. misses the Chase for the Cup by 1 point over Marcos Ambrose, and Final Fantasy Versus XIII was announced, after a 6-year wait. All of these events are yet to happen, save for the soccer match, which already did.)
(addendum: Final Fantasy Versus XIII is supposed to be a PS3 exclusive game, but ever since it was originally announces in 2006, it hasn't seen the light of day yet. If you read Game Informer, then disregard this.)
Rintoo: *thinks about it for a moment, then says...* I'll get back to you on that.
Kai-Lan: ...what?
Rintoo: This is a huge decision. I need more time to think about it. We can still race each other though.
Kai-Lan: Well... Okay.
Rintoo: Now, what are we playing?
Kai-Lan: Forza Motorsport 3, your favorite game.
Rintoo: Yay. Class S cars only?
Kai-Lan: Sure.
(Yeah, this is a little short, but I'm writing another fanfic in a different club, and I need the time to write it. Hope you like my offering. Fanfic over. For now.)
