DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY II
Still inside the smoothly gliding plane, the men party with five hot hostesses by their sides. They dance to multiple songs and eventually, (Eskin and Mecca)'s.
While it plays, the intense shredding causes them to tear their clothes and stand tall, naked.
They stare deep into each other's eyes as the song carries on and eventually, lightning strikes.
Not so long after while on a smooth operation as expected, a big thunder claps and the engines blow up.
Right there, the plane goes for a nose dive, passed the clouds and towards the vast Ocean.
"Mmh, what's up?! Everything just be floating." Trūken asks he holds a cup of tea in his right hand with his left leg crossed to the right.
Kouka looks outside to his left and sees the plane getting closer to the Ocean at an amazing speed.
"Wow, a nose dive!" He says.
"Amazing!" Trūken compliments and sips.
"But what concerns a plane and a nose dive?" - Kouka.
Trūken says nothing and then, they realize but it's too late. The plane crashes into the ocean and sinks while breaking apart.
Trūken, Kouka, the Pilots, hostesses and passengers all drown.
|2 hours later|
Far, far in the vast Ocean, the two are seen hopelessly floating, floating to who knows where.
Kouka faces up as Trūken faces down.
"I have suffered!" Kouka laments.
Bubbles of frustration then erupts in front of Trūken in response to the complaint.
Trūken turns and faces up. The Sun strikes his eyes and he squints.
"Say, have you ever seen the other side of the Sun?" - Trūken.
"Not my concern." Kouka says and Trūken sighs.
"What are we going to do now?" - Trūken.
"Die." - Kouka.
On hearing this, Trūken cries out loud.
While he does so, the sun sets, the moon comes; the moon goes away and repeat.
|2 days later|
They float further with scorched lips and dried bodies.
"What's the time...boss?" - Trūken.
"Does it...matter?" Kouka asks as he brings up his right hand.
What he sees puts him to shock.
"Jesus Christ!" - Kouka.
"Huh, what is it?!" - Trūken.
"I can't believe it, it's 19:35!" - Kouka.
"Yeah, and?!" - Trūken.
"That day never ended!" He lands as he looks to Trūken by his left then drops his hand.
Trūken's eyes widen in shock.
"S-So you mean we're still in Day 1? But the sun just set twice!" - Trūken.
"I guess that's our mirage!" - Kouka.
"Jesus!
We're cooked,
Trūken raises his hands while saying and keeps it up for the final...
cooked I say!"
He brings them down.
"I hope this ain't the cursed waters!" - Kouka.
"It can't get any worse!" - Trūken.
Soonest after he says this, water bubbles erupts from their left and the next thing, boom, a ferocious whirlpool comes forth.
They fall straight down in the middle and while doing so, Trūken comments...
"It can't get any worse!"
"Sybau!" - Kouka.
They fall real deep and it swallows them up.
20:50
They flush up at a shore.
|Amerik Nation|
Kouka grunts and looks up.
He sees a city up ahead and becomes confused.
He then sniffs twice with closed eyes.
"Damp air, smells like strippers!" He says as he slightly opens his eyes.
He then fully opens them using force and says out loud...
"Amerik!"
He then disturbs Trūken with his right hand on his top back, saying...
"Wake up Trū, we're here!"
Trūken grunts and moans as he gets up...
"Oh mommy, lemme sleep a little bit-"
"How pathetic!" Kouka interrupts with folded arms and Trūken becomes depressed with a head fall.
While they walk on the wilderness, Trūken says in his mind with a stern face as he observes Kouka from behind...
"He was so wimpy just lately, what changed?"
He makes a flashback to when the female screener kissed him and cuts it.
"Don't tell me!" He says again in his heart and bites his left, lower lip hard. Blood drips.
They walk, walk for awhile and then get stopped at the border by Soldiers (M) that points Rifles at their faces.
"Stop there!"
They stop and raise their hands up.
21:45
"Where goes you?!" - Man
"We're travelers, we lost our ship, our way and everything!" - Kouka.
"Quite the poet!" Man II says with a grin and hits the firing hole on Kouka's head.
"No, fr! We lost our plane: Bitches 4life! and washed up here. A miracle! The same destination, must be unmei (destiny)." Kouka says with an innocent face.
"Shut up, Kouka!" Trūken says his heart as he looks at him in anger.
"No way!" Man II says and lowers his rifle.
"Jesus! Bitches 4life!?" - Man.
They nod.
"Jesus Christ!" - Man
"Of Nazareth!" - Man II.
"Who!?" - Trūken & Kouka.
They get pointed at once more to their heads and they freak out as the soldiers say...
"Don't give me that bullshit!" - Man II
"Bitches 4life, capsized?! What a load o' crap! Now lemme see you go onna semi-crouch!" - Man.
They do as ordered right immediately, still with their hands held up high.
"Goood!" Man II comments and licks his lips.
They become disturbed.
Trūken then notices something: a thin yellow fire emitting from Kouka's left fingers.
He observes in confusion.
"Now fold those hands good for Daddy!" - Man II.
"Wtf!" - Trūken.
"Do as you're told!" - Man.
They freak out more and then fold them.
"Good, good. Now, walk!" - Man.
They do as ordered until they reach a heavy jeep. Right there, they get chained to their stomachs by both soldiers (Man II, to Kouka and Man, to Trūken) while still the semi-crouch.
"Alright!" Man II says after they stand erect.
Kenny Belman (Man)
Age: 30
Border Soldier.
Drought Famine (Man II)
Age: 30
Border Soldier.
They get in the vehicle, start it and zoom off. The chained up fellas follow behind with their crouch runs, while screaming like sick people.
23:00
They arrive before a gated area.
Dekkan Garrison
The heavy gates slid open like a Super store's sliding door as the chained up lots, pant.
Kenny and Drought hold a smile as this takes place.
They all get in.
Inside a space, they are chained to the hands and instructed to walk into another with the point of a female soldier's left index finger.
And as while, they obey; reach the door and breach it, into a whole dimension filled with ranting prisoners (men and women).
They wear a gloomy face as they walk through.
TO BE CONTINUED.