Lots of people visit Lake Havasu City, AZ when celebrating spring break. Because I live there, spring break lasts a couple of months. Jobs multiply, traffic increases, and store check-outs are packed. One activity I like to do is check out the tourists partying like maniacs at Kokomo's, which is the largest dance club / bar in the entire city. I haven't been there in a long time. I got sick of the nasty behavior of drunk men-- they touch me the wrong way when influenced by alcohol. However, I went back last Friday. The reason is because Slime Knights is having a quest for writing fan fiction. In the story, the heros from Dragon Quest VIII celebrate Spring Break, somewhere. I decided to write from the perspective of a local observing the gang having a good time. Dragon Quest VIII - Celebrating Spring Break Music blares out from speakers at a dance club/bar called Kokomo’s. A blond haired girl wearing bunny ears and a fluffy, white tail walks by, listening to the song. She peers through metal bars at beer signs, lights, and a pool covered by what appears to be black colored balloons. The night sky both hinders visibility and brightens the appearance of the red, green, and yellow lights that hang over the pool. Realizing that looking through this angle wouldn’t satisfy her curiosity, she steps away from the fence and walks along, singing with the lyrics to “Tootsie Roll.” She quickly glances at the port to her left and the boats sitting there, and then looks at the old London Bridge that shines brightly from its lanterns. “Such a beautiful bridge,” she thinks to herself. She walks on, and soon finds another clear view of the inside of Kokomo’s. There, she notices a new structure. Curious, she steps onto a small stone wall to get a closer look. “Oy! What are doing? You better not be trying to climb in!” A muscular man wearing a mask shouts at the bunny. “I was only looking through to see if this place has changed since the last time I was here. Someone told me that Kokomo’s got shut down because someone fired a gun.” “There weren’t any guns here, lady! What the hell are you talking about?” “It is a rumor that I heard. I also heard that this place changed ownership, as well.” Bully relaxes his posture. He folds his arms. “Well then, I never heard that one, before. Do you live around here?” “Yes,” the bunny replies. “For how long?” “A few years.” “Do you like it here?” The bunny shrugs. “It’s okay.” She then tells about her experiences at Kokomo’s and that she plans to come this weekend. The bully raises his fist. “Right on! Hey! What’s your name?” “Rika.” “Cool. The name’s Raibe. Be sure to look for me, later!” Raibe then reaches his arm between the bars of the fence to shake Rika’s hand. Rika gets closer to the fence and reaches as far as she can. The two slap hands and bang fists. Rika waves at Raibe, and then she continues walking along the path. She stops and peers at the newly built bar building near the entrance, then she walks through the English Village towards the London Bridge. Beside the bridge are stairs that climb up to McCulloch Blvd. Once at the street, Rika walks east, towards home. Time flies by like lightning. While sitting at home, Rika hears people hollering while driving by. Yes, Friday night is here, and people express ecstasy in celebrating Spring Break. For Rika, it’s a chance to witness more excitement than normal. “Kokomo’s, here I come!” At 10 PM, she arrives early. The dance floor appears mostly empty. Rika steps onto the dance floor, shakes her butt and swivels her hips. A few seconds later, all sorts of people get on the dance floor, and before you know it, the floor is packed. While dancing, a young, black haired man wearing a red bandana and blue shirt approaches Rika. He gestures, requesting her to dance. Rika accepts. They move with the music, facing each other. After dancing together for a few songs, the man requests Rika’s name. After telling him her name, he shakes her hand and says, “My name is Eight. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” After that, Eight walks away to join some friends. A while later, a short, middle-aged man asks to dance with Rika. She consents and they begin dancing. After a while, the man declares, “I haven’t had this much fun in a very long time! What’s your name?” Rika tells him her name, and then the man tells her his name, which is Trode. He then indicates that he wishes to get a drink, and then he leaves. Rika dances alone for a while. While dancing, she notices a young man staring at her. He has long, white hair and he wears a red Templar uniform. Rika thinks to herself, “He looks cute.” The two make eye-contact, but then Rika looks away. She doesn’t want to appear to be staring at him, and so she keeps dancing, pretending that she didn’t see him. She pulls out all the stops to impress him by shimmying, moving her pelvis, and shaking her hips. The Templar keeps staring, sipping his drink. Some time later, Eight returns and resumes dancing with Rika. They dance for a few songs, and then Trode returns, holding a two liter mug of frothy beer. He extends it to Rika, but she sticks out her hand, palm facing outwards, pushing it away. After that, Trode walks away to enjoy his beer alone. Once Trode leaves, Eight resumes dancing with Rika. The two dance together for many songs, and then Trode returns. He speaks to Eight, and then Eight excuses himself. Trode takes over dancing with Rika. While dancing, they begin to salsa, and then Trode takes Rika’s hands and twirls her around. After a while, Trode dances while holding Rika in his arms. Feeling uncomfortable, Rika looks away from her partner. She notices the Templar staring at her, but then a couple of ladies drag him onto the dance floor and start dancing with him. Rika looks away, and focuses on her partner, Trode. At one point, Trode’s hold on Rika feels too close to her breasts. She pulls his hands down to her waist, where it feels safe. Rika thinks, “This is the reason why I haven’t been here in a long time,” and she sighs. More frequently, she gazes at the Templar, watching him sandwiched between two women, dancing dirty. Suddenly, the music stops playing. The DJ announces the main event for the night. “This is 102.7 KIIS FM, visiting from Los Angeles for Spring Break. Inside the swimming pool are balloons. I will toss two balloons into the pool. They are marked with a code for winning money. The prizes are either $5 or $1000. People that wish to win money will need to dive into the pool and retrieve the winning balloons. While they are blindfolded, I will throw the balloons into the pool. Only the audience will know their location, and they can guide the participants to the winning balloons. Once the blindfolds are off, the participants will have one minute each to search.” After hearing that, Trode tries talking to Rika, only to frustrate her, because she now can’t hear what the DJ is saying. She tries to concentrate on what Trode is saying, but she can’t hear anything. She stares at the Templar, feeling desire for him. Then, music starts playing, and the DJ keeps talking. People on the dance floor walk towards the pool, including the Templar. A red-haired woman with pigtails approaches Rika, and she asks if she is okay. Rika covers her ears and says, “I can’t hear anything!” Rika then walks down to the pool to witness the action. She sees a man walk out of the pool with a balloon. He appears heavy-set, and he wears a spiky hat. After his balloon reaches the stage the DJ announces that we have a potential winner. He asks the man to speak his name into the microphone. “Me name’s Yangus.” After that, the DJ signals for the next participant to dive into the pool. A scrawny man jumps in to locate the other balloon. He finds it quickly, and then he crawls out of the pool with the balloon. The DJ announces, “We have two winners, everybody! We will check the money for this recent balloon. If it contains $5, then the first balloon winner wins $1000. Here goes… and the prize is $5! Yangus wins $1000!” The heavy-set man then throws up his arms in victory. The crowd now begins to dissipate. Rika spots the Templar. He stands by some ladies and sips a drink. Shortly later, the women grab his hands and drag him off somewhere. Rika returns to the dance floor. Once she gets there, she spots a crowd of people surrounding a man behaving violently. Rika steps away. She watches as soldiers secure the man and handcuff him. They then drag him away. After that, Rika danced until closing time.
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