The fire erupted from the gas, quickly spreading to all the lovely cotton furniture surrounding them
Tori: YOU TWO ARE GONNA GET US ARRESTED I can't believe I picked the most dysfunctional child to survey about the quality of the playground
*siren sounds from outside*
Ezume: Huh? Child? But isn't 18 actually an adult?
*Ezume lets out another explosive fart while having an innocent smile*
Tori: You're...18...*passes out partly from fire smoke but mostly from shock*
Kei *seeing police start to surround the area*: looks like it's time to go
Ezume *while gazing at the passed out Konotori*: We can't leave him! Don't worry Tori-Tori! I'll save you from the police!
*Ezume flings Konotori over his shoulder, Konotori's head dangerously close to Ezume's meatball induced gassy behind*
*Kei emerges from the flames with a small blue-haired boy carrying a passed out Tori-Tori over his shoulder*
Kei: Hasta La Vista Mon Amour
Kei and Ezume both darted out of the store, Kei shooting fire in every direction with one flamethrower for each arm and Ezume laughing with Konotori over his shoulder. The fine lads hopped onto the bicycle and Kei angled his flamethrowers towards their pursuers. Running from the cops with Ezume at the handles and Kei blasting fire, they ezummed outta there, on their double seater bicycle, kidnapped Konotori in the basket.
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The Main Dish: Tori-Tori
HumorKei and Ezume are at it again. With their table at the end of its days, they set off to get a new one, only to get something better. Chapter 1
