Shindong stared disbelievingly at the offending sheet of paper.

“DO NOT RIP THE PIECE OF PAPER MORE THAN TWICE”

“I was so SURE I’d be safe!” Shindong sank to his knees in frustration. The others, however, seemed to be enjoying Shindong’s anguish a bit too much.

“Hyung, and you thought you were so great! You even laughed at me! Who’s the one laughing now, huh?” Eunhyuk giggled, breathless from laughter.

“Besides,” Inyoung contemplated, “I’ll give you the flashy part, but I’m not so sure about creative and the best. And you most definitely ripped it more than twice!”

“But come on, mine was way better than Hangeng-hyung and Ryeowook, and Kyuhyun and Kibum! They even repeated ideas!” he protested, not planning to give in easily. “Kangin-hyung and Leeteuk-hyung’s didn’t even look like anything, either!”

“Yah yah yah, who do you think you are, insulting my masterpiece?” Kangin butted in angrily.

“At least what we made took artistic talent, excluding Kangin-hyung of course,” Kyuhyun quipped, suppressing a smirk at Kangin’s reddening face. “All you did was rip up bits of paper. Ooohhhhh sooooooo creative!”

As much as Inyoung would’ve like to see Kyuhyun being flattened by Kangin and Shindong, she figured the production team wouldn’t be very pleased, and decided to finally step in.

“Settle down, settle down, no matter what, it’s undeniable that Shindong is the loser of this game, and will now have to receive the punishment!” The members finally quieted upon hearing this.

“What’s the punishment?” Donghae asked curiously.

Inyoung glanced down at her cue cards, then grinned widely. “Oh, this is gonna be good!” she said excitedly. “Shindong, shortly, we’ll stop the bus to get lunch. You however, have a mission to complete beforehand. You must find someone who doesn’t recognize you as Shindong of Super Junior, and then manage to borrow 11,000 Won* from them!”

“Waaaaaah that’s a good one!” Leeteuk crowed, his unique laugh making everyone jump.

“What if he fails?” Sungmin couldn’t help but wonder.

“Yah, do you have so little faith in me?” Shindong growled, glaring at Sungmin, who nodded cheekily.

“He won’t fail, because we won’t give him lunch until he succeeds, neh?” Inyoung said sweetly as Shindong’s eyes widened.

“You wouldn’t!”

“Hmmmm, what should we have for lunch? Ramyun? Kimbap? Pork? No wait, beef’s better. And strawberry cheesecake for desert! But what about soup? Ahhh, so many choices! There’s corn and….” Inyoung slowly listed items off on her fingers with a thoughtful devious expression on her face, carefully observing Shindong’s reaction out of the corner of her eye. He was clutching his stomach, swallowing continuously.

“Noona, if you don’t stop, he might drool on accident,” Eunhyuk whispered.

“So, Shindong-ah, you’ll succeed, right?” Shindong nodded furiously, his eyes wide.

“But noona, won’t they be able to tell that Shindong-hyung is at least famous if a camera’s following him around?” Siwon voiced, shooting an apologetic glance at the person in question.

“Ah, don’t worry about that,” Inyoung reassured confidently. “We’ll make sure the cameramen are out of the way and out of sight!” She chuckled as the bus slowly pulled to a stop. “Off we go now! And while Shindong’s busy on his adventure, the rest of us are going to eat and start the next game!”

~*~*~

Shindong just couldn’t get his mind off the other members, no matter how hard he tried. Right now, they were all probably sitting inside some fancy restaurant, air conditioning blasting,  devouring mountains of food, all while laughing at him. He, on the other hand, had to be outside, sweaty and hungry, trying to complete an impossible mission. He growled in frustration.

Who should he approach first to try his luck? They’d stopped in a suburban city, so there were a decent amount of people, but almost empty compared to Seoul. He pursed his lips, trying to think. Maybe that elderly couple? Surely, if there was anyone on this planet that didn’t know about the Kings of Hallyu Super Junior, they’d have to be pretty out of the loop, right? He sighed, then briskly approached the couple.

“I’m really sorry to disturb you, but—” he started, bowing respectfully.

“Oh my goodness, you’re a part of Super Junior, aren’t you?” the old woman gushed immediately. Shindong straightened in surprise.

“You are, aren’t you?” she gasped upon seeing his face. “My granddaughters are huge fans you guys! To be honest, they’ve even turned me into a fan,” she chuckled, embarrassed. The old man, on the other hand, was looking slightly suspicious, but his expression quickly changed into something akin to awe.

“You really are Super Junior!” he exclaimed. “You’re, uh, Shin, Shin,”

“Shindong,” Shindong supplied automatically.

“Yes, yes Shindong!” the old woman affirmed, grinning broadly. “Could you please sign something for us? For our granddaughters? We’d really really appreciate it!”

“Neh, of course!” A smile of disbelief slowly turned his mouth upwards as he signed his autograph and bid the lively old couple goodbye. The smile turned into a full-blown grin soon after.

‘Even old couples are our fans now, huh?’ he chuckled inwardly. ‘Truly the Kings, aren’t we? Kings of—’

~Grrrrrrrrrwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww~

‘…empty stomachs?’ Shindong shook himself out of his reverie, eyes determined. He was going to succeed! His eyes quickly fastened on his next targets: a young lady in her twenties.

“I’m sorry to disturb you,” he started off again, “and this may sound like a very strange question, but do you know me?”

The woman looked him up and down, eyes narrowed. “No, I don’t. Should I?”

Shindong sighed with relief. “No, no, it’s fine.” Now for the hard part. “But that’s not really important. You see, I’ve kind of lost my wallet and I—”

“NO!” the woman asserted forcefully. She looked at him with scorn. “I’ve seen too many of your kind. Do you really think I’ll fall for your trick? What were you going to say? I don’t have enough money to get home? I can’t tell you the reason but it’s for a good cause? What do you have to say, huh?” Shindong opened his mouth, but closed it when nothing came to mind. She scoffed.

“That’s what I thought. Now shoo before I call the police,” she turned sharply, prepared to walk off.

“W-Wait,” Shindong stuttered, not yet ready to give up as he tried to step in front of her. “It’s not what—”

“It’s not what I think?” the woman him, now furious. “Do I really look that naïve and dumb to you?” An idea struck her. “Wait a minute, you asked if I knew you at first, didn’t you?” she started to scrutinize his face.

“Yes, I did. Do you recognize me?” Shindong questioned worriedly. On one hand, he wanted to be recognized so she’d stop screaming at him, but on the other hand, he really needed to complete his mission.

“Y-You!” the woman suddenly gasped, a hand flying to . “I, I think I recognize you!”

“You do?” Shindong’s shoulders slumped in disappoint. He was going to have to find another target, it seemed. What he didn’t expect, however, was the woman to let out a piercing scream.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I KNOW YOU! YOU WERE ON THE NEWS THE OTHER DAY!”

“Yes, I was. I am famous after all,” Shindong relented.

“So you admit it?” the woman looked at him incredulously.

“I mean, you already recognized me, right?” Shindong asked, confused.

“OHMAHGAWD SO YOU ARE THAT BANK ROBBER THAT WOUNDED FIVE PEOPLE AND KILLED ONE? IT’S YOU ISN’T IT? OH MY GOD I HAVE TO CALL THE POLICE I HAVE TO—”

“Wait WHAT?!” Shindong yelled, shocked at what he was hearing. “You think I’m a KILLER? No STOP don’t call the police I’M NOT A MURDERER!” he screamed frantically.

“NO DON’T TOUCH ME YOU CREEP! YOU PSYCHO! YOU—”

“I’M NOT A KILLER!” Shindong finally bellowed, shocking the woman into silence.

“I’m Shindong! Super Junior’s Shindong! Doesn’t that ring a bell?”  The woman stood frozen and unresponding.

“King’s of the Hallyu wave?” he tried. She shook her head, trembling.

“You really don’t know SUPER JUNIOR!?” Shindong yelled desperately. The woman only shook her head more.

“DO YOU WATCH TV, LADY? HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW SUPER JUNIOR?” Shindong finally lost it. He panted heavily, tired from all the screaming. He suddenly noticed how quiet it was. He slowly glanced around, realizing that everyone was staring at them. At him. Uh-oh.

“KYAAAAA SHINDONGIE-OPPAAAAAAA!!!”

Ohh noo…

“OPPAA WAE?? DON’T RUN AWAY! SARANGHAE OPPAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

"MARRY ME OPPAAAAAA!!"

"NO! MARRY MEEEEEEEEE! DON'T RUN!"

As Shindong sprinted away, running for his life, he couldn’t help but think of his other fellow members.

Life really isn’t fair…

A/N: You guys got an early update! Actually, it was because I got a poster and background made from Ahjussi & Chicken Graphic Shop (go check them out, they're REALLY good!!) , and I really wanted to put it up. I'd feel bad if I only updated the poster, so I quickly typed up this chapter. Sorry for any mistakes, I was in a hurry. Well, as you can see from the title, it's only the first half of the chapter, but it's not tooooo short, right? :) I felt like I was neglecting Shindongie, so yep he's the poor loser! I feel sorry for him....kekeke. More coming this weekend! ^_^ 

*11,000 Won equals about $10

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