Bryan waited until Miles was completely passed out. He slowly snuck out of bed, and went downstairs. Hetook his newly improved bey, Death Ara BD145DS, out of the cupboard and slowly left out the back door.
Miles would come downstairs just a few moments later, wondering where Bryan went. He assumed he had went to the bathroom, and went back to bed.
Meanwhile, Bryan walked down Quarterhorse Road, took a right at the end, and took a left onto Old Smithfield Road. He walked for about an hour, eventually getting onto Ash Street.
Bryan turned left at the construction on Center Street and walked down. He finally arrived on Bain St. He looked for 709, the house he wanted to target. He found the house, aimed his bey at one of the windows, and fired.
Ara crashed through the window, landing on the floor in the room.
"Come on out, ya wimp!!" Bryan remarked. "Round five's starting now, and I said so!!!"
The door opened, and Alashion V. Kixon, otherwise known as Lashie, exited the door. His golden-colored eyes grew bright in anger. Without a word, He readied his bey, Saramanda Saramanda B : D.
3! 2! 1! LET IT RIP!!!
Nobody woke up at those clashes at 11:45pm. Lashie and Bryan battled with might against each other. Saramanda delivered a few hits, but the aggressive B : D made it too easy to be smashed out. Bryan's Ara clashed against it, coming close to flipping it every time. Lashie took better offensives, making Saramanda^2 clashing harder and knocking back Ara.
Then, as it seemed that Lashie was going to win.
-WEE WOO WEE WOO WEE WOO-
Police Sirens. The Red and blue lights turned the corner. Lashie freaked, losing concentration.
Bryan took over and finished it. "Special Move, Rising to the Peak!!!" he yelled out.
Ara smashed into Saramanda^2 flipped out, getting KO'd. Lashie picked it up quickly and ran.
"You, hands up, NOW!!!" the officer yelled to Bryan. Bryan calmly put his hands behind his head and stayed calm.
The police officers came to him and recognized him.
"Oh, sorry about the inconvenience..." The officer said. "Thank you for distracting him..."
"No problem...' Bryan kindly said. "I try..."
"You need a ride home?" the officer asked.
Bryan nodded, and the officer drove him home.
That morning about 8am, Saturday, Miles woke up, and Bryan was still not beside him. He was worried.
Being the first one awake, with everyone upstairs, Miles went downstairs, and was shocked at what he saw....
It was Bryan, sitting at the couch, watching TV, and writing on a notebook.
"Bryan?? Where have you been??" Miles said confused.
Bryan looked at Miles, and grinned, he turned his notebook around. It had writing.
"I went out tonight...", is what the notebook said.
"H-Huh???" Miles said, more confused.
Still grinning, Bryan turned the page again. "Lashie's done..."
That was all that was needed. Miles then covered his mouth in awe. He hugged Bryan.
"Thank you so much, Bryan..." Miles said. "I'm glad you did that. But one thing..."
"Yeah?" Bryan asked.
"Don't sneak out on me like that!!! I was so worried, I mean, you have no idea what it's like to not have someone there, my god man!!! Seriously, you had me freaking out all night!!!"
Dan and R-Dev looked from upstairs, grinning and trying to hold in laughter.
"Uh..." Bryan hesitated. "Well, uh, ya see, um..."
Miles rambled on again. Dan and R-Dev couldn't help but laugh. Devin saw it and joined in, and eventually the rest of the gang was watching from upstairs.
"Miles, Miles, calm down!! My brain's hurting!!!" Bryan said jokingly. "I'm here now. That's all that matters..."
Bryan kissed Miles' cheek, and the two hugged.
They were interrupted by a group "Awwwww..." at the top of the stairs. Miles and Bryan looked up at them, smirks on their face. The group ran down the stairs, almost tripping over themselves, and gave Bryan and Miles hugs.
The score, P.T.A. 3, A.E.M. 2...