Glancing around to make sure there was no Riku around (and there wasn't), Beast Boy grabbed Kite's arm and quickly ushered to the side.
"Or else silly string," he began. He paused, making sure the utter epic of his plan set in before continuing. "So that jerk Riku isn't coming to our karaoke thing. I've got a plan cooking, involving silly string, a boom box, that strange song about lip gloss, and a ninja outfit. You'll see in due time."
He smiled, patting Kite lightly on the shoulder. "Don't worry though! You showed up at least, so if you plan to go deserter on us, you only get the silly string. Or, alternatively, your whole room shrouded in tin foil."
He frowned, then added, "That won't mess up your system, will it? I mean, I know you're not the type to wear a tin foil hat or anything, but. You know. Just making sure."
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"Or else silly string," he began. He paused, making sure the utter epic of his plan set in before continuing. "So that jerk Riku isn't coming to our karaoke thing. I've got a plan cooking, involving silly string, a boom box, that strange song about lip gloss, and a ninja outfit. You'll see in due time."
He smiled, patting Kite lightly on the shoulder. "Don't worry though! You showed up at least, so if you plan to go deserter on us, you only get the silly string. Or, alternatively, your whole room shrouded in tin foil."
He frowned, then added, "That won't mess up your system, will it? I mean, I know you're not the type to wear a tin foil hat or anything, but. You know. Just making sure."