Hee hee... Just a little short story for practice. Enjoy!

Part 1:
Oh great... thought Serj, looking at the calander, shaking his head. That's just ******** great.
It was that time of the year again. No, not National Random Day, where Daron would annoy everyone to death, or to the point where they wanted to kill him, but it was something almost as bad.
It was time for Daron to go to the dentist.
Out of anger, Serj took a black Sharpie and scribbled out the date. As part of a bet that Serj lost (in a manner too explicit for you readers), he had to take Daron to the dentist when the time came. Daron, in attempts to annoy the hell out of Serj, would get incredibly high and act like a jackass when they got there. Last year, Daron went as far as reaching down the dental assistant's shirt. After that, and several apologies from Serj, they had to swich dentists, which meant that Daron could cause all sorts of new hell.
But luckily, that wasn't until tomorrow, so Serj had some time for to control the situation. He went into Daron's room and raided all of his weed stashes, even ripping up Mr. Stuffybutt, Daron's favorite teddy bear, for the weed. Daron would kill Serj for it later, but anything was better than facing the horrible embarassment of the dentists office. After giving the weed to an extatic Shavo, he waited for Daron to return from wherever the hell he was.
When Daron got back from his little adventure, he found Serj sitting on the couch, legs and arms crossed.
"Daron, do you know what day it is tomorrow?" he asked, pointing to the calander.
"Um, no. Someone blacked out the date..." said Daron, staring at it blankly.
"s**t..." muttered Serj. He could just leave it at that, not tell Daron that he had an appointment tomorrow, but he needed his teeth cleaned. Really really badly.
"It's... your dentist appointment tomorrow." Serj said reluctantly. A wide grin spread across Daron's face, and he giggled like a school girl. He ran up to his room and began to dig for his weed, but couldn't find any. Serj stood in the doorway and watched as Daron franctally looked for his marijuana. "Looking for something?" he said after five minutes.
"Wadja do with muh weed??" said Daron quickly, still searching.
"I gave it to Shavo." said Serj.
"WHAT?!" Daron ran to Shavo's room, and opened the door to a huge weed cloud. There laid Shavo, in a doped up stupor on the floor. "MOMMY!" he shouted, standing up and tackling Daron.
"Eww, get off me ********!" shouted Daron.
"Aw, mommy doesn't love me anymore!" cried Shavo, running into the bathroom and sobbing.
"Wait," said Daron suddenly, "The Mr. Stuffybutt stash!" he ran back into his room, only to find that his precious teddy bear had been ripped apart.
"NUUUUU!!" he cried out. Then he spotted Serj still watching him.
"You b*****d! You killed Mr. Stuffybutt!"
"I had good reason to." said Serj. "I'm going to say this once. No weed tomorrow. This is a new dentist, probably the fifth one we've gone through, so please don't do anything to make us change again."
"Oh, all right... but that wasn't part of the bet!" rebutted Daron.
"I am fully aware of the terms of our bet." said Serj. "But they didn't say I couln't take your weed away and make you behave yourself."
Daron hung his head. He was right about that one.
"All right. I'll be good tomorrow." he said gloomily.
"Good." said Serj, walking away. As soon as he was out of earshot, Daron began giggling again. There was one stash Serj didn't know about. Daron took down his pants and started digging... *ahem* in the lower extremeties until he found what he was looking for. He laid down on the bed, set his alarm for early morning clutching his now stinky weed.
(To be continued. This is a short one, so I'll definantly finish it.)