"I'll make sure you're embarrassed,"
"That's just a lame joke!" Anna laughed nervously.
"I'm not joking" Louise smirked, "Already embarrassed? Should I help you strip?"
"AS IF I'M GONNA!" Anna shouted.
"Oh trust me, you will," He kissed her and she resisted and bit his lip.

"I love lip tattoos," He licked his lips.
"YOU'RE A PERVERT!"
"Anything is better than plastic,"
"I'm not plastic!"
"Not yet. Have you ever considered a nose job?"

"Yeah, sometimes,"
"Some people deserve to be poor,"
"WHAT THE—"
"Be quiet" Louise covered her mouth and slowly moved towards the bathroom door.

The door suddenly opened and a guy dashed towards Louise. He looked like a High schooler. Louise grabbed his arm and pushed him down
"Who are you?" Louise asked.
"Bob Joe. I am sixteen, healthy white male, blood group—"
"I'm not asking for organ donations,"

"Then?"
"Organ destruction," MJ smiled. He stood at the window.
"WHEN DID YOU GET THERE?" Anna shouted as she looked at MJ.
"I thought we had a strip show. By the way, nice outfit," MJ said as he looked at Anna. Now besides Louise, Kate, and Brandon, we have met a fourth person who has seen Anna without a top.

MJ switched on his camera.

"You're gonna fight in here?" Anna asked.
"You got a problem with that?" Louise asked.
"NO SHIT I DO! YOU'LL BREAK EVERYTHING!" Anna shouted, "GO OUTSIDE!"
"Okay boomer," MJ said.

"WHAT—"
"It's so cold outside"
"Fighting will heat your body!" Anna said.
"What a Karen,"

"Hey, are you guys ignoring me?" Bob said. He is getting too excited to get beaten. I say we ninja him up.
"Once I stop ignoring you, you'll be ignored on a hospital bed for the rest of your life," Louise said.
"I have an idea!" MJ said.
"What?" Anna said.

Anna stood in front Bob while Louise sat on her shoulders with his legs straddled around her neck, "Why are we like this?" Louise asked.
"Because, I don't want you to beat up a kid. Plus, you're on top of Anna,"
"Approved," Louise crossed his arms.
"I'M DYING!" Anna shouted, "ARE YOU A SADIST?" 

"Huh? I never knew that," MJ closed his eyes. After a good two minutes of processing, he opened his eyes and shouted "FALL ON YOUR KNEES, YOU PIG!"
"What's with that drastic personality change? What the hell did you imagine for all those two minutes?!" Anna shouted.
"Everything that I shouldn't tell you," MJ said, "Louise has been through that,"
"I don't want to remember it," Louise said.
"Now, stay down, peasant!"

"I'm already falling on my knees! This jerk is super heavy!" Anna said.
Louise just sat on her shoulders like any other normal day and smoked.
"HEY! STOP SMOKING, YOU STINK!" Anna shouted.

"Can I attack now?" Bob was desperate. He has been mastering his special moves for this day alone. He had practiced hard before coming here and they were not allowing him to showcase his rippling talent oozing out of his body as veins on his muscles.
"Is there any gym for people with miniature cocks?" MJ asked.
"What?"
"That's why your girlfriend dumped you last week, didn't she?"

"How do you know that? Oh no," He said and looked at the floor as a monotonous aura surrounded him. It happens, you are most welcome to join team rainbow.
"Looks like you touched a sensitive topic," Louise said.
"Hey, stop bringing your pee-pee so close to my neck, it's sickening!" Anna said.
"You know she's fifteen when she calls a dick "pee-pee""
"Stop moving your neck backwards to feel me up," Louise said.

"I'M NOT MOVING BACK!" Anna said.
"It's nice to see that the pleasure is mutual," MJ said.
"Fuck you!"
"MJ, you fight today" Louise ordered.

"EH? But I'm not the brawn, I'm more of the brains of the club. Louise, you're changing rules! That's not fair" MJ said. You are the one who put Louise on top of Anna and insulted the guy. 
"Don't make me repeat myself," Louise narrowed his purple eyes. He got down from Anna's shoulder and MJ moved back, "I'LL FIGHT!"
"Thank God I don't feel an anaconda on my neck anymore" Anna said.

"Quit calling me that," Louise said.
"Yeah, it makes me curious..." MJ looks at Louise's crotch. Louise seemed disgusted. MJ turned towards Bob, 
"Alright! Come at me!" MJ said as he slapped his thighs.
"WHAT? ARE WE WRESTLING?" The guy asked. He had trained for that too.

"Hey, is this dude any good at fighting?" Anna asked Louise.
"MJ? Well, I saw him fight once" Louise said. Note that he only saw it once.
"And how was it?"
"MJ is terribly weak" Louise said. Oh well, they are screwed.

"WAIT!" MJ dodged Bob's attack.
"He lost his candy in a fight with a kid" Louise said.
"That's from childhood. He hasn't fought since then,"
"This happened last month"
"...What a weakling," Anna said.
"Again, anything is better than plastic,"
"SHUT UP!"

"Let's use weapons" MJ suggested.
"Fine by me" Bob said and took out a pocket knife. Bob was ready for everything.
"What a good guy, so cooperative," MJ took out a drill with a bright pink handle from his bag.
"WHY DOES HE HAVE A DRILL WITH HIM?" Anna said.
"What? You don't?" MJ asked. The drill is a strong weapon. It can destroy your enemy and simultaneously do some housework and fix your grandma's kitchenware.

"Put on a shirt," Louise told Anna.
"YEAH!" MJ took off his shirt. He rolled it in the air and threw it on Louise.
"... What are you doing?" Louise ignored the shirt still lying on his face.
"I'm making myself a man," MJ stood half naked, with a drill in his hand. He was skinny as fuck.

"What was he before?" Louise asked.
"A vegetable," Anna said. Ah, of course, the broccoli.
"It is quite old. Let me check if it's working properly by drilling a hole," MJ moved towards the wall. He drilled into the wall, "It's works" MJ tried to pull it out. But the drill got struck into the wall.

"Oh no, this has happened before," MJ tried harder.
"You got a drill stuck in a hole before?"
"Yeah, but the drill and hole were different,"
"..."
"..."
"...I do not want to know that," Bob said.

"Excuse me! Could you please help me with this? I'm not very used to using these things, unless the drill is mine,"
"Tch! Amateurs!" Bob moved towards MJ.

"Ready? 1 2 3 pull!" MJ said and both of them started pulling but nothing happened.
"What should we do now?" Bob asked.
"WHY ARE YOU SO WORRIED?!" Anna shouted.
"Get away, Bob. Let me think of something," MJ looked inside his bag.

So, what will he do?

A) Bring a rope and pull the drill out

B) Abandon the drill

C) Kiss the drill—Drill will be best choice for MJ but is MJ suitable for the drill? That's the main question. If he picks Option C, we have a new ship.

D) Do something so intellectual that we are not even allowed to think that. It's probably that D~

The answer—MJ pulled out a hammer from his bag and stood in front of the drill.
"Okay! Start the drill when I say three!" MJ said.
"Okay" Bob held the drill and MJ stood in a prepared position.
"READY? Three!"He shouted and smashed the hammer.

Did I tell you MJ has a bad aim?

The hammer did land...But not on the drill.

.

.

.

On Bob's head.

"Sorry!" MJ apologised.

Bob fell on the ground—Unconscious...or maybe dead? Anna, Louise and MJ just stared at him. Tres came back from the main door and looked at the dead body in the bathroom.
"Where did everyone go? And who are you?" She asked the dead body.
"I—I am Bob Joe," Yes, dead bodies talk in the AIW universe.
Just kidding, he is not dead.

"Hmm, Bob sounds like boob but okay. Can you walk?"
"I think...Please help me,"
"Alrighty. But know that I have a boyfriend.
"...Bruh, I'm gay."
"Still,"
'What a stupid bitch,'

-To be continued

Teresa Andrion
All I Want is you baby