AFAAOCSAAABAS 3

Part 19-24

Part 19: Itchy 2.0...?

-~Later, in Bosque Pluvial de Montañas, Sardiniastan, two ex mercenaries are hanging out~-

FN: (sulking for the sixth straight hour on crowbar's couch, a sullen look on his face)

CR: (walking out from the kitchen, munching on a banana) Fin, pal, you good? Its been (he glances to a clock) uhhh, a long time...

FN: (hopelessly) nothings good.. not without him..

CR: he really ment all that to you?

FN: of COURSE he did! he was EVERYTHING to me! he- he was like a brother to me and now..

(he lets out a strangled sob) he's.. he's dead.

CR: (he sighs) you know, the best way to get over this is to just move on, ya know?

FN: HOW!?! he literally DIED in my hands, crowbar. HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO GET OVER *THAT???*

CR: well... ive seen alot of people die in my time, at my hands, in my hands, you just kinda, have to

FN: (he narrows his eyes at crowbar) you dont understand. you'll NEVER understand.

(he grumbles something and goes back to sulking, this time on his back)

CR: alright then, spend the rest of your life sulking about...

-~meanwhile, outside in the city streets, a bunch of drunken sardiniastan balls party for the 7th time since the death of their dictator~-

BQ: (he hugs his cousin tightly, raising his fifth drink) aaaan' here's (hic) annuder one ta irene bein' DEAD!!!

EG: yeeeeeeAHHHHH! (He shakily holds up a beer) tooo uhh.... that... fish ladyyy... iforgetername...

BQ: (looks at him, confused) (burp) wut fiish ladee???

EG: uh.... are.. are you my wife?

BQ: (chuckles drunkenly) w-whaaaahaaat nooo of course naaawwwt....

EG: iiiii love you man... but you are one UGLY women... kinda like my old boss

BQ: i ain' even a wahmen...

EG: (sighs) not again....

ST: oh you SIMPLETONS! You have went over this 4 times already today!!

BQ: (stares at him with the most confused expression ever) we hhhaaaaavveeee???

ST: Yes you HAVE! Now please, no more drinks for you two!

BQ: (grumbles) youre no fun...

EG: yeah, uh go over there with ahhh... errmm... big and tiny over there... justgetouttahere

ST: sheesh, fine, Cans and Die are much better than you guy's buffoonery

CN: (cans is gleefully twirling die around, both of them dancing happily as they pay no attention to the others)

DI: (as they dance, die leans into cans's chest, sighing happily)

ST: (his eyes narrow at the sight of the two) (under his breath) you make me sick..

DI: (a wide smile is plastered across his face as his words start to slur together)

i looooveeee you cans... one day we can get married a-a-an' (hic) have a *tooootally* awesome wedding.. maybe even.. maybe.. (he trails off, giggling joyfully at the thought of it)

CN: (gently tossing him up in the air as they dance) wha...? Already... but... uh... where not even boyfriends... wh-where are we agian?

DI: iunnooo... but what does it matter??