Auto Message: Sorry guys, the party is off, most of these people just don't want a party. Including ( You )

Hatred: Cmon'!

Admin: I wanted a party ;-;

Auto Message: You guys will one day realize that having a party is a bad idea, trust me.

* Auto Message teleported away, Hatred and Admin looked at each other *

Admin: Guess we aren't having a party...

Hatred: Hey! Auto Message can't tell us what to do! We can have a party ANYWAY!

Admin: I don't know...what if we're caught?

Hatred: Are you saying you DON'T want a party?

Admin: No, I want a party! I just...don't want to be caught and get into trouble.

Hatred: Chicken!

Admin: Hatred, this is a bad decision, and you know it.   

Hatred: FINE! If you don't want to have a party and be boring like Auto Message, then I'll just have my OWN party!

* Hatred walks away, he takes a bottle of beer and takes a large swing of it. *

Admin: That guy is just insane...

---With Dream---

* The plane for the trip had just landed in the Bahama's airport, Dream had just gotten off and had gotten onto a bus that took him to the resort. *

Dream: This is going to be so awesome :3