[b]四百二十燃やせ！！！
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"[i]Cinco de Mayo[/i]?" Rayo muttered under his breath. His head was not feeling right once the barrage of noises had entered his ears. He stretched his hands out and could feel a futon beneath him. He raised his eyebrow and began questioning the environment around him. The luchador wiped his forehead, but came to find he was wearing a mask. 

"Oh, I'm a luchador now," he sighed. Rayo smacked his lips to get rid of the morning taste out of his mouth. Stretching his arms out, he let out a lengthy yawn. And then his calmness had died down. "Wait, I'm a luchador!" 

The Lightning Dragon jumped to his feet in a quick succession. He admired his built body and could not believe the transformation. "This calls for a celebration!" He bellowed out as he stormed out of the room without a second thought. The luchador was surprised to see a parade marching out and having a good time. It would be best to question the existence of a random parade, but on the other hand, when you find out you're a luchador, you have to celebrate. Despite them being altered animals, it was best to ignore it. Rayo was in a lightning dragon luchador costume; he had no right to judge.

 He hurriedly jumped into the middle and followed along. His body moved to the beat of the drums and his hips bounced back and forth. There was nothing stopping him from enjoying his dreams of finally becoming a fighter. Although, his partying was cut short once the hoorays and hoorahs were beginning to be replaced by nerve-wrecking shouts and cries. [i]"Que?"[/i]