Ben:
Oh crap ! Not you again !
Mandrill:
Ook Ook ! Crap !
Ben:
*runs as Mandrill throws his feces*
Narrator: When Ben walks it none other than our unlovable and unhuggable Anton !
Crowd: *Cheers*
Anton:
What happened Spark Mandrill gave you more crap today ? *laughs*
Ben:
Shut up ya little turd ! *shocks Anton*
Rick:
Is it nessacary to do that all the time ?
Ben:
We was asking for it.
Rick:
An invatation came for you today. *hands Ben the letter*
Ben:
*opens and reads it* hmmmm....
Rob:
*cries* For the love of god please tell us what it is !!!
Alon:
We haven't gotten any mail since that invatation to Anton's debut at Strippers.
Rob:
*bawls even louder* and thought I could forget it.....
Lynx:
It was horrific indeed.
Ben:
AHEM ! We've been invited to my cousin Tawny's wedding. *sighes*
Anton:
*jumps up* A wedding I better pack my stuff.
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All
(cept' for Ben): Yeah ! *run into their quarters*
Ben:
And I thought I never had to face them again.
Narrator: 1 day and 5 hours 37 minutes and 13 seconds later, our heroes reach Tropical Lagoon's church.
Matt:
Is it ok for us to show up only in our armor ? Its your family.
Ben:
Exactly.
Matt:
*whispers* Is it me or is it that Ben really hates his family ?
Alon:
Indeed
Ben:
Will you shut you pieholes and come on in.
Narrator: As they walk in....
Anton:
Wow a family of Dragoons ! Now I have more of them to annoy.
Ben's Family: *bring out their Stun Guns and shock Anton into submission*
Rick:
*pokes Anton* I think he's unconicous.
Alon:Oh
and I thought he was dancing.
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All:
*laugh*
Rick:
*tries to zap Alon*
Alon:
Hah, I'm not weak to your weapon.
Rick:
Curses.
Ben:
'cuse me while I stuff him in the closet over there.
Rob:
Yeah, I'll help you.
Lynx:
me too.
Ben:
ACK ! he's one heavy fungi !
Rob:
I'd hate to have a hernia at this age !
*Ben, Rob and Lynx throw Anton into the closet and close the door*
Priest: Oh no, That closet is locked, your friend will be trapped.
Lynx:
Why don't you get the key ?
Priest: It's in my office and I have to start the wedding now.
Ben:
*Shrugs* We can get him later.
As they Priest starts the ceremony....
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All:
(Cept' for Ben): BOR-ING ! *fall asleep*
*about 30 minutes later*
Priest: And with the power invested in me I pronounce you Repliod and Dragoon !
Ben and Family: *Do the twenty-one fire ball salute*
Marc:
Is it over yet.
Ben:
No we still have have the reception.
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All:
*groan*
Ben:
There's food....
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All:
OH YEAH !
Later at the reception...
Tawny: How are all of you are liking the reception.
Alon:
The supper was great.
Tawny: WHAT ?!? BEN !!!!
Ben:
He's not my dog.
Tawny: Now how are we going to eat?
Ben:
Leave that to me, but you'll have to do the dance first. Rob you be the
DJ.
Rob:
Roger.
Tawny: *sighes* I hope you know what you're doing.
Rob:
Uh...hello...*taps microphone* how does this work.
Crowd: *laughs*
Rob:*cries*
I'm doing my best.
Ben:
OK Matt, you do it.
Matt:
Ok.
Rick:
Lets go....
A couple hours later. Everyone is enjoying the meal prepared by X-Force Catering.
Mr.
Dragoon: Are you feeling good about yourself ?
Ben:
Wha ?
Mr.
Dragoon: You and the rest of your friends ruinedthe wedding.
Ben:
Why would you care ?
Mr.
Dragoon: ARGH
! I planned this wedding along with you aunt and mother.
Ben:
Oh momma's boyt is pissed. Now the gloves come off.
Mr.
Dragoon: But I'm not wearing gloves.
Ben:
Good, the sooner I can punch you *punches Mr. Dragoon in the eye*
As the two dragoons fight the rest of the team watches...
Alon:
Ha ! Mr. Dragoon fights like a wussie !
Ben's mother: Tsk, Ben was always one to start a fight.
Marc:
Excuse me ?
Mother: He and Myron....
Rob:
Myron ?!?
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All:
*laugh*
Rob:
What kind of a sissy name is that.
Mother: They've been fighting since they were...
Lynx:
Spare me the baby photos. $50 says Ben will win.
Father: You're on.
Ben:
*throws Mr. Dragoon out of the window*
Lnyx:
Cough up the dough !
Father: No way !
Lynx:
*kicks father in the nads and steals his wallet*
Ben:
Uh, that's our clue to go.
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All:
*scream as they are being chased out by Ben's family*
Back at home...
Rick:
Oh man, I don't want to go to another of your family get-togethers Ben.
Rob:
Me neither.
Ben:
After that I think they'll be wiser and not invite us next ime.
Matt:
Hopefully.
Rick:
I think we forgot something.
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All:
ANTON !!!
Meanwhile in Tropial Lagoon
Anton:
*knocks* Anyone there ? Help me....