"Oh god, finally, we're there," Seungri said, stretching his back.

"No more: 'Are whe there yet?' "

"Seungri?" Jiyong said.

"Yes?"

"Are whe.... there yet!!!!" Quickly he ran away with Seungri running after him.

"STAY STILL, SO I CAN RIP YOUR HEAD FROM YOUR BODY!!!!"

"S-Seungri, i-it was just a joke," Jiyong said, scared as hell.

"Whatever, just leave me alone."

"But Ri...."

"I said, leave me alone!" Full of anger, Seungri ran to the old house they we're staying in.

"FINE!!!!" Jiyong jelled after him. "I'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE, YOU GRUMPY OLD MAN!!!!"

Later that night.

"Taeyang.... Yangie.... Wake up."

"Hm?" Taeyang said, halp asleep.

"Come outside."

"Why?"

"Football."

"Good, there's no one outside anymore," Jiyong said and gave the ball a hard kick.

The ball ended up, far in the deep, dark forrest.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Jiyong said. "Go get it."

"Taeyang sighed. "Fine," he said and walked into the forrest.

"I can't find the ball. It's so da-ha-AAAAAAH!!!!"

"Taeyang?! TAEYANG!?"

Jiyong ran into the forrest to look for Taeyang, when he tripped over something.

"AAAAH!!!!"

Both Taeyang and Jiyong we're laying on the ground.... movingless....