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Kuni Submerged

You were currently on Norrisville's beach, wearing a and leaning on a dock pole, waiting for Randy and Howard. Those two trouble makers convinced you to join the Wave Slayers with them, since there's a competition later today. The Wave Slayers were high-powered jet skis they use for VERY tough courses. After a few minutes of waiting, the two boys came over to you.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" Randy said.

"Sup, (L/n)?" Howard added.

"Hey, guys!" You said with a smile. "Ready to start this job?"

"Yeah, let's get this wonkin' job over with," Howard said, bored.

Randy, on the other hand, was already on a Slayer, fantasizing about his own race. "Randy Cunningham, 9th grader, first freshman ever to ride in the Wave Slayer Relays! Cunningham through the chute, Cunningham through the ramp, Cunningham... something something!" He then chanted himself on. "Cunningham! Cunningham!!"

"CUNNINGHAM!" Howard said, spraying hose water in his face.

"What was that for?!" Randy asked.

"For fantasizing when we should be working!" You said.

"See? (L/n) gets it!" Howard said, before spraying Randy again.

"What was THAT for?"

"For asking what that was for! You wanna keep going or do you wanna do your job?" He walked off and sat on a picnic table, but sprayed Randy one more time, making you giggle.

"Howard, (Y/n), we didn't join the Wave Slayers to sit around, waxing our watercraft! We did it to ride!"

"No, that's why you did it!" Howard said. "I did it for the executive snack bar privileges! And, BTDubs quarter past corn dog, where is Luigi??"

As if on cue, a scrawny man in a Hawaiian-style shirt came with a pile of corn dogs on a plate. "Im'a so sorry!" He said in an Italian accent. "Luigi made'a la promise! You slay'a the waves, you no wait in'a line!"

"Luigi," Howard said, holding a corn dog from the plate, "You know what would make this right? Cheese sauce!"

"Right-a way, Senior Weinerman!"

And just like that, he set the plate down next to Howard and ran for it. "Snack. Bar. Privileges!"

"Howard, that's cruel!" You say. "Making that poor man run everywhere to bring you food??"

"Isn't that why YOU joined?"

"No! I joined because you two asked me to join with you!"

Randy just growled. "No! I can't take it! I was born to ride!"

Randy looked around and smirked at a watercraft. You didn't notice yet, because you were looking at Howard's corn dog plate, which was somehow empty already. So you grabbed it and went over to Luigi's snack bar. "Here, Mr. Luigi!" You said, handing the plate back to him through the window. "Howard finished his snack!"

"Ah! Thank you, a-Miss (Y/n)!" Luigi said. "Such a sweet girl! Would you-a like some snacks?"

"Maybe later sir," you said, "but I'm not hungry right now...!"

"Ah, I see! Very well! Have-a lovely day, a-Miss (Y/n)!"

You smile and nod, heading back to the dock.

You saw Randy waxing Butter Maker's craft, which made you confused. "Randy, didn't you already wax that one?" You ask.

He seemed nervous at this point. "I... Uh, I did, but..."