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hoodassnerd · 4 years ago

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Butterflies

Genre: Erik x oc

Words: a lot (I’m so sorry)

Summary: Joanna is a thug at heart but maybe not all the way through

BEEP BEEP BEEP be-

Erik shut off the alarm and look at the girl in his bed.

‘Seven? Sheela? Something with a s? I don’t fuckin know, she gotta get the fuck up tho’

Erik poked her in the back “Aye shawty, you gotta get up. “ she grunted and readjusted to get comfortable. Erik sighs, “AYO!” He shouted. She jumped up from her spot “What! It’s mad early!” “Exactly, that why you need to getcho ass up. I gotta work and I don’t know you like that so you gotta step” he said getting out of the bed.

She looked at him disappointed “Damn you really just gon kick me out like that?” She asked him. “Yea. Bye Keisha.” Erik walked into the bathroom closing the door. “MY NAME IS TIFFANY!” “Whatever the fuck it is, you gotta go” he said. Erik turned on the water ignoring whatever she was yelling at him and got in the shower so he could start his day.

Around 2:37 pm Joanna Brown woke up from her damn good dream about cheesecake and Captain America. “Shit!” She said as she finished her stretched. A good stretch. The one that makes you shake. “I should have called off today. I hate having to use my customer service voice to all them ugly ass men.” She said to herself. Jo worked at footlocker at the front register. She only kept the job because she was a sneaker head. Jo was very self conscious about her body but the men at her job didn’t give a damn about her feelings because her was shaped like the number 8. Even thought she had many customer complaints, they weren’t gonna fire her. She was the reason for half of their customers.

Jo turned on her music phone and connected it to her tv. “Rob the jewelry sto’ tell ‘em make me a grill”. Joanna milly rocked her way into the bathroom and started her showers he tied up her silver bundles and got in the water.

About 30 seconds later her primary phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw Erik’s name and the ugliest scared face you’ve ever seen. Tapping the screen she picked up the phone and started singing the song. “Got 30 down at the bottom 30 mo’ at the top, all invisible set with little ice cube blocks. If I could call it a dri-“ “I didn’t call you to hear yo fine ass sing nelly in my face” Erik said into the phone. Jo looked offended “So why dafuq did you call me?” “I called you to see if y’all got the new 11’s that just came out.” Jo looked into the phone “nigga I just got in the shower! I don’t even know if the sun is still yellow yet! And stop calling me pretty, you know I don’t like you”

Ever since they were in high school, Erik was sweet on Jo. She transferred from New York during their sophomore year. They eventually became friends after she fist fought the quarterback because he wouldn’t leave her alone. Even though they didn’t have any classes together he would always make sure that he saw her when she was at school. Erik liked Jo and was determined to get her to like him back. He would always compliment her and try to make her feel good about her self but Jo didn’t see it like that. Jo was a hood nigga, so she didn’t really want attention from men. Unless she needed some dick.

“Let me finish washing my ass first. I’ll hit you when I’m at work to let you know if we got em’” Erik smiled showing his caps “Thank you lil’ mama. Let me see ya titties” Jo hung up the phone “Bitch I am not showing you my titties” she said as she put the it back down. Willow Smiths - Wait a minute started to play on her tv “Oh this my shit!” She shouted as she turned up the volume.

‘Wait a minute! I think I left my conscience on your front door step! Woo-oo Woo-oo, Wait a minute I think I let my consciousness in the sixth dimension. But I’m here right now, right now”

Jo got in her navy blue 67’ impala that was given to her by her uncle. She started the car and the radio came on ‘FUCK A FLASH THIS AINT SNAPCHAT! CUZ IVE BEEN GETTIN’ PAID, YELLOW DIAMOND-‘. Jo jumped so high she hit her head on the roof of the car “Ow fuck! Shit” she said turning down the volume and rubbing her head. “Let me turn this shit down. I’m not the Same nigga from last night”

Pulling into the parking lot at the mall she looked at the time on her phone 4:02 ‘shiiiiiiiieeeeeeedddddd I still got 30 minutes’ she thought.

‘ when I get up all in ya’ and we can hear the angels callin us, and we can see the sunrise before us and when I’m in that thang, I make that body sang I make her say🚨🚨🚨’

“nigga this my shit!!” She said turning the up volume. The song turned down and switched to big gangster by Kevin gates. “Scuse me bitch... oh. What you want nigga!” She said to Erik as she got out the car. “Why yo thick ass just getting out the car?” He said staring directly at her . Jo stopped and looked around ‘Did this nigga wait here for me?’ “what kinda stalker shit is you on bruh?” She hung up the phone when she saw him. “Chill lil mama. I’m just trying to make sure my future wife got to work safe.” “Where she at?” Jo said confused. Erik sucked his teeth “Girl stop playin, you know it’s you. Wicho sexy ass, ooooh girl I’d love to see all that ass in a sundress.” He said licking his lips.

“Boy if you don’t get yo ass on somewhere. I wouldn’t dare marry yo ass. All the bitches you be fucking I don’t know where to dick been, nigga” she said grabbing her work bag out her backseat. “Why you ain’t take yo ass in the store? Everybody in there fuck wichu, they would have gave you a discount if you would have asked. Renee prolly would’ve gave you them shits for free, she in love wicho bum ass.” She said reaching for the door. Erik slapped her hand away from the handle. “Why you always do that like I can’t open the door” she said walking pass him. “When a man is present a women shouldn’t touch doorknobs or handles.” He said staring at her ass. “Mmmmhmmmm. Whatever nigga”

“Hi, welcome to footlocker! If you need anything just let me know!” Jo said in her customer service voice. “Fake ass” Erik said walking passed the counter. “Shut up and getcho shoes nigga!” She said back.

As Jo was reluctantly helping Erik, like the good employee she was, the door buzzer went off “Hi welcome to foo- Fuck. Welcome to footlocker if you need help please don’t ask me. “ Erik turned around and saw three men walk in the store and smirk at Jo. One was tall, about 6’4, light skin with a fucked up gumby haircut. The second one was shorter, kinda looked like Boosie with dreads. The third one looked like Dave east.....but dirty.

“Who dat?” He asked watching them walk around the store “Remember I told you about that nigga that keep coming in here bothering me but I can’t do shit cuz he buy ten pair of shoes?” He nodded “That’s his ugly ass. The dinghy one. He get on my fucking nerves. This nigga smoke boggies and think it’s ok to talk directly in my face like boy get the fuck on” she said scanning eriks shoes while he was laughing his ass off “This shit not funny bruh like, I told him I had a boyfriend but he won’t leave me the fuck alone”. Erik looked at her inquisitively “Did you describe ya so called boyfriend” he said putting quotes around boyfriend. She shook her head no. “Bet” he said. “Aye bro where you going?”

Erik walked over to the shoe display and picked up the cement grey 4’s “lil mama, y’all got these in a 12!” He asked. Jo looked up from the register to see Erik across the store “

What’s those?” “Come here and see” she rolled her eyes and put his other shoes under the counter and jogged over. “Oh the cements, let me check in the back” noticing the ‘Dave east’ looking at Jo, Erik slid his hand on her hip as she talked. She looked at him sideways like he was crazy. He lifted his brows as to say ‘play along’ Jo gave him a stink face but nodded slightly “Gimme a kiss ma” “no I’m at work” “you so mean to me” he said pouting.

Jo rolled her eyes and walked to the back room. “Aye bro. Why you pushing up on ole girl like that?” Erik turned around to see ‘Dave east’ looking like he wanted to fight. “And who the fuck is you to be asking about my girl?” He said as he squared his shoulders. ‘Dave east’ backed up a little “oh shit bro my bad I didn’t know that shorty was yours.” Erik clenched his jaw a little “ stop staring at my girl. And If she tell me you keep harassing her imma beat the shit outchu” Erik said slightly walking toward him. ‘Dave east’ turned around and walked away. “All we got is 11 and 13. “ Erik looked at jo “that’s fine mamas, I got some already. Thank you tho” jo looked at him “ so you telling me that you made me walk all the way ova he fah some shoes you already got? You deadass? Your total is $557.82” Erik smirked at her “I can’t get a thank you?” “Fah what?” Erik smiled real big “you see ya mans?” Jo looked around “what you say to him?” She said as her eyes lit up “I told him to stop talking to you and he left” jo raised an eyebrow “I know you lying but thank you” she held her hand out, Erik looked her up and down “ what?” He asked “give me yo money, hoe” jo said with an attitude. Erik sucked his teeth and gave her his card. “Declined” “WHAT!” “I’m just fucking witchu. Enjoy your day, sir!” “You play to fucking much” Erik mumbled as he walked out the store.

#it aint easy being cheesy #black!reader #erik killmonger x reader

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cherra-khunatta · 4 years ago

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冷戦的な物語 (The Cold War Story)

Nope, this is NOT the exact Cold War that you often hear in history books. This is the Cold War that I have experienced myself, with the person whom I called, my “special someone.”

Allow me to share to you the details... if you peeps do not mind, hehehe (PS: He’s no longer on FB and IG for personal reasons).

Chapter 1: Santa Maria Colegio de Ciudad Quezon

2007 - Many things happened during this time. I was still “in love” with my first serious crush in school, and we barely finished yet first year high school. Also, this was the year that I met “you know who” during the recognition rites practice. Oh, don’t remind me about it since I was in freshman of high school, and that wasn’t the most pleasant experience I had—like I was too busy like having butterflies on the stomach, thinking what I would do to please my crush again.

OO NA, CRUSH darake demo imi ga nai to wakaru yo. Demo sono ato, infatuation ga nakunatta.

Well, nakilala ko lang si “future” crush sa recognition rites practice and whatnot. HEARING HIS NAME means, basically iyung maputing chinitong kulang sa height, pero when his name was mentioned, like I was SHOOKt. HANTAI PALA!!! xD

Pero di ko pa crush iyun. Kayo naman.

At RANDOM pa ako nag-a-add sa Friendster... and sorry to say that includes him.

That year was also the time I really NEED to move on from my first crush. So yeah, nagka-crush ako sa teacher (ALAM NIYO NA IYAN! Charot!), na sorry to say, ‘di ko masyadong nagustuhan ang teaching style (chos!). Well, let me tell you this: That teacher was only some “transitional period” figure so that I could just “move on” from my first crush, who obviously was rejecting me all throughout (dahil nga sa nangyari... and I never thought of transferring schools at the first place, thinking that the alma mater where I regretted studying will eventually change and open up to new ways of thinking).

And so, yeah.

Until during this one episode where... I just saw him alone during I think, recess time? HAHAHA. I was like, I dunno, I just fell for him without even knowing his true identity. I only knew his face and name, and that’s about it. DAKEDO—miryokuteki na kao ha? Chotto... sukoshi heibon nano ha... futsuu na shakai ni yoru to, sore no hou ga tekitou na keiyou da yo.

And so, yeah. Parang ganun na nga.

I asked my batchmate (well, he wasn’t my clubmate that time, so yeah...) who he was. DAFUQ kilala niya pala. Clubmate niya pala. AHAHAHAHA. I guess, it was like it came to my senses that he’s pretty attractive to my taste dahil nerdy, tsaka he takes his academics seriously. Ayun.

And yes, I really WANTED to have this formal meeting with him. Get to know each other kaya ayun. I added him eventually on Yahoo! Messenger, and that’s it. We started chatting.

And mind you mga beh, sobrang KILIG KILIG much ako, without even formally meeting him. Well, kinukulit ko kasi ng bonggang-bongga iyung friend ko na clubmate siya.

OK ok... until it came to my senses na gan’to nga. YES I WILL MEET HIM NA...

That smile from my face is not a joke. I usually greet him and talk small talk with him whenever we meet. Ayun.

LAHAT LAHAT I showed my entire tatemae towards him, and I was introducing him to my friend who’s a batch lower than him pero batch higher sakin. In short, third year level siya. And yes... kasama niya meiwaku niyang kabarkada na sumira ng lahat.

OO... at hindi ko na lang siya babanggitin dahil... I will discuss that later.

So, ayun. ALL OF A SUDDEN everything was gone. Ganun-ganun lang dahil sa nangyari. I was fucking humiliated and embarassed and shit. Ayoko nang pag-usapan and somehow, medyo it left a mark in my life na gan’to. And that time, I wasn’t really in good terms with some of my classmates dahil sorry to say, I was dealing with a lot of demons in my head. Ni hindi man lang talaga in-explain sakin ng maayos ang mental health condition ko (which you know, has emerged ever since before naging uso ang SPEAK OUT re: mental health awareness; well, no offense sa mga may mental health issues).

Somehow, another factor that destroyed our friendship was online games. DOON NA TALAGA nag-start ang Cold War.

And knowing the strict rules of this alma mater? FUCK NO. I won’t explain everything in detail na.

OK so to speak: Hindi na kami friends sa Friendster, at saka di na kami nag-uusap gaano sa YM, and yes, hindi parin kami friends sa Multiply something like that.

So to speak. NO JIDORI. Kahit civilian-wearing day, shit na malagkit, no communication with him. Just pure cold war via away thru social media for petty reasons.

2008 - And yes, he graduated from high school, and I do not have any idea about his college. Well, none of my business tho. The Cold War still continues.

So to speak, HINDI KO SIYA BINATI NUNG TANJOUBI NIYA. KAHIT GUSTONG-GUSTO KO.

Third year high school - So ayun. I met his imouto (LOL), and you know what? Ayun, sneak peek: NAGPAKILALA AKO SA KANYA with my best buddy... you know what I mean?

Hindi ko lang hinalata na kilala ko si kuya niya and shit.

DAFUQ. NAGKA-ALAMAN na during this episode like... putcha inamin ko na lang sa imouto niya na kilala ko siya at may gusto talaga ako sa kanya.

And you see, kahit pumupunta-punta kuya niya just to get her report card, like jusko, BAKIT HINDI KO PA SIYA LAPITAN!? I WAS SHOOKt. Confused me was like, I just want to talk to him, but I can’t. Social distancing lang ang peg, beh? xD

Tuloy parin ang Cold War sa internet. Walang katapusan.

Pero this was at the same time, my best buddy’s movements were kind of far from normal. Iyun din ang factor na may huge impact sa buhay ko... which would determine my future career in the long-run... (lol may pa-ganun ganun pa?).

Si meiwaku na lang talaga... she got the nice things, but on the following year I was LEFT WITH NOTHING! Admins must answer my demands... charot!

2009 - Ayun. Wala paring katapusang Cold War. Pero this time, I parted ways with my best buddy (sorry, wala nang ibang choice eh). AYOKONG mangyari iyun talaga... pero parting ways with him made my fourth year high school the WORST part of my high school life. Kasi tuwing anjan si best buddy, no one will really touch me (me paganun-ganun pa).

But yeah, I have to suck it up.

Gusto ko nang tumakas from that so-called tyrannical high school which has the crappiest quality of education in history. Putang ina talaga. Sorry for the language, but that school has to be accountable for damages (waley charot!).

That was also the time I commented on someone’s post na ganito ang school niya na gumagamit ng gantong language. Well, derogatory pa nga ang term eh (LOL).

COLD WAR PARIN.

2010 - Graduate na ako ng high school (SA WAKAAAAAAS!). Well, the bad memories and sh*t because I think the one responsible for sectioning students INSULTED ME ALL THROUGHOUT, and yeah.

Chapter 2: Pamantasang Taft Avenue

I FINALLY CAME TO HIS SCHOOL. YEE-HAW!

Pero di parin tapos ang laban. Again, the Cold War has re-emerged on what? Formspring! The shittiest website you’ll ever encounter in your entire life.

Somehow, I gained more EMENIES online... because you know that anime and video games are kind of BANNED in our household, but I watch anime secretly through torrent (shhhhh). Nalagyan pa ng VIRUS ang laptop ko dahil gusto ko talagang ma-download iyung mga content na ANIME talaga. And why the F*** did I NOT take up Japanese studies instead, if I love anime? Well, then and again the meiwaku person’s gaslighting and sh*t...

And 2010 was my FUCKING WORST YEAR because sinagad ko pa nga ang college. Bakit di na lang ako nag-gap year and shit? At gini-guilt trip pa nga ako na dapat UST na lang ako dahil ganto. But NO. Wala sanang problema ang UST but look, you want me to experience another part 2 of my high school alma mater? NO WAY, Jose. At talagang gusto ko na talagang mag-civilian clothes because it signifies FREEDOM!

Oh wait—freedom my ass. Wala parin akong bonggang-bonggang freedom dahil I was still continuing to BATTLE MY INNER DEMONS like WTF was I born this way and smth like that... ayun.

Medyo nasa stage talaga ako ng self-deprecation, NO THANKS to my background and whatnot. Everyone had really aristocratic features, and academic achievements and they’re so confident about themselves (TEKA... baka FULL of themselves).

And that’s also the time na parang hindi ko rin feel ang mga magiging kasama ko for the first 2 terms. Sorry to say, but it seems that I did not belong to their league at all.

Parang ganun.

And then again, AYOKO NANG MAG-ELABORATE gaano.

This year was the only year I learned to RISE UP from my mistakes. 2 fucking failures only means that “O AYAN, sa sobrang conceited mo kasi, ba’t di mo kaya babaan pride mo?”

Di mo masisi, turbulent masyado ang high school life ko. Meganon. Chos.

2011 - So yeah, third term of my college life... I decided to cross-enroll because I really do not feel to be with these sorts of people. YES, the elitistas.

YEAH... they only dress nicely and speak English like a person from the soshal high society pero manners ANLAYO... parang alipin race by practice parin pero naka-LV ang mga luka-luka.

KAYA AYOKO NA SILANG MAKITA! Charot!

This year was also the first time I came to Japan. MY DREAM DESTINATION! Pero huwag kayo, naging favorite country ko talaga siya (well sorry to say, na-”brainwash” ako ng mga libtard ideas that time, abandoning the conservatism from high school) dahil sa anime pati video games.

Sinabi ko talaga, sana makabalik ako sa Japan. KAHIT European studies ang major ko nun.

And yeah... medyo hindi ko na ma-open mind ko because of this constant fear-mongering from this sort of environment that isn’t really open to new ideas and only cares about snobbery. Kaya siguro mas malapit ang loob ko sa mga hard sciences majors dahil ‘di hamak mas open-minded tsaka conservative in practice talaga sila... and f*** liberals, ya know.

OO, Cold War parin talaga, fren. Di kami nag-uusap at kahit nakikita ko rin siya paminsan-minsan, I just do some sorts of weird stuff and yeah...

2012 - THESIS year. Jusko... heto pa talaga ang pinaka-judgment day sa lahat. Like, ga-graduate pa ba ako, kahit sabihin nating pasaway student ako nun?

Pero, Cold War parin.

2013 - The time I graduated from college. INUNAHAN KO SIYA! BWAHAHAHAHAHHA!

Pero huwag kayo—medyo rocky road din ang taong ‘to dahil I decided to reconcile with my best buddy and raised the white flag dahil nga siyempre, I tried to forget him but NO WAY... he was a huge part of my life kaya papano ko siya kakalimutan? Diba?

Well, because I fucking missed the graduation ball of my batch. AYOKO sanang pumunta dun for personal reasons... well, may tiket na ako pero gusto ko talagang ibenta. PRAMIS!!!

The result? GAP YEAR from looking for work. Just to attend next year’s grad ball.

After I graduated, I went to South Korea for the 1st time and JAPAN... for ze second time around. First time in Tokyo.

Grabe.

Wala akong masabi.

Dun na siguro nagsimula ang formal Japanese lessons ko.

Pero again, COLD WAR parin.

2014 - YES!!! I attended the grad party... with my high school bestie. Sobrang happy ko nun dahil makakasama ko siya muli. <3

AND...

Pumasok ako sa law school. WELL, LAHAT NG MGA MAHAHALAGANG GAMIT KO, NAWALA SAKIN. F*** those 3 drivers na alipin race by practice! I HEYT DRAHGS!!!

Pero, Cold War parin.

Chapter 3: Travajo, Shigoto, Arbeit

2015 - The time HE graduated from college. Well, I was already studying photography so yeah... and during this year, this is where I had my very first job. Ayun. Meaning to say, new crushes and sh*t, and yeah, meeting new people.

Pero, Cold War parin.

At the same time, meeting new people? Dalawa rin naging crush ko. Pero LABAG sa kalooban ko at pumunta kami ng North America. FUCK... I don’t wanna come back but my parents insisted and sh*t.

Sorry to say, pa-sh*th0l3 na kasi iyung alam niyo na, pinaka-supposedly makapangyarihang bansa sa buong daigdig este hegemon. Gomen nasai to my American friends, but if you knew me closer and deeper, no offense to your country tho!

I was sooooo inggit sa mga taong nakapag-Japan on this year. Haist. Di afford mag-Japan pero afford mag-US? ABNORMAL OI.

Hanggang kapritso’t pabonggahan lang kayo dun eh. And I HATE IT!

Pero 2015 is also the year that I really need to move on from you-know-who. Kasi jusko, dami-daming gwapo diyan! Hindi lang siya!

2016 - WAIT... this is the best year for me... and pretty much the worst. First time kong pumunta ng Kyoto and thought that this is like the Philippines when it’s summer. Tourists weren’t really too many and yeah, move on talaga from that special someone dahil inisip ko one day, mahahanap ko na talaga ang special someone ko. Jusko, daming mas gwapo pa dun anoh! HAHAHAHA.

And my first time to USJ! YEE-HAW!

Bonggang-bongga’t heto na rin ang “moment of truth has finally arrived” and sh*t, at saka PANIBAGONG CRUSH all the way... sa work ko pa nakita at dehins basta-bastang tao iyun! BWAHAHAHAHA at siya pa nga nag-udyok sakin mag-art (BWAHAHAHAHA).

Hindi biro iyan—kung di dahil pinapunta ako sa Craft Mania, malamang I would have NEVER spent my money ng bonggang-bongga sa mga art materials na di ko pa alam gamitin that time. Pabonggahan lang and sorts of stuff (KIDS, don’t try this at home, ha? Learn to save your keep kahit papano)—para lang mag-show off.

2017 - COLD WAR PARIN.

2018 - COLD WAR PARIN.

Pero mind you, this is when the defining point of time I really have to prove myself na worthy akong mag-Japan. NOPE. Not the Japayuki sort of thing dahil... watashi no kao kara suru to, not to brag, but does it seem like... DO I LOOK LIKE A JOKE TO YOU!? Beh, move on na! Hindi na high school itey! Chos!

Pero mind you, this was also the time I un-expectedly PASSED JLPT for the first time. I literally was happy, but still not complacent. Nakukulangan pa ako.

And this is also the time I proved to myself, babalik ako sa Japan to fulfill my childhood dream: Disney Resort sa Japan dahil dun ko talaga gusto eh! Haist talaga, malas ako at dehins ako half-Japanese, you know that feeling of wanting to go to Japan before 2010 because of the cool stuff... pero turns out hindi. Mamaya na.

And after going to Tokyo Disneyland? The next day, we went to unexpectedly the art store that would become my FAVORITE PLACE in the world dahil na-meet ko na ang lalakweng nagpa-tibok ng puso ko. CHAROT!!! Imagine, grabe OPPOSITE niya talaga ang color ng mga Binay, walang gluta pa iyan! Pero likas na gwapo’t magaling pa mag-English (never mind his funny accent LOL). At BAROK pa Nihongo ko nun. As in hazukasii tsukaikata desho! w

Siya ang defining moment ng buong trip ko sa Japan. Dahil siyempre, he has this smile na sobrang sincere at walang pretensions... like he was like that dude whom you want to take for dinner. LOL me paganun-ganun pa.

AT siyempre, back to you-kn0w-who again, tensions are getting relaxed, pero COLD WAR PARIN technically.

2019 - Heto na iyung taong formally pumunta ako ng Japan na walang uwian talaga. Dire-diretso na ang paninirahan ko bilang ryuugakusei. At siyempre, hazukashii parin dahil shit talaga na malagkit, my Japanese wasn’t very very good. Sono kaiwa nouryoku ha zenzen hazukashikatta desho. Maa, mou takusan naratta houga yoroshii yo.

And YES, I went to different places like Kamakura, Yokohama Chinatown, Kobe, Hiroshima, Fukuoka, Nara... shit andami na talaga. Dahil naka-stay ako sa Japan for a year. And my mom often visits me dahil siyempre hitorgurashi ako ditey. And it’s quite depressing ya know—loner, iyung feeling na welcome ka pero di ka parin belong sa society nila. At medyo confused stage parin ako dahil pagod na ako ng bonggang-bongga sa Philippine politics kaya I need a fucking break. But no... things don’t really work that way ya see.

Chapter 4: The moment of truth has finally arrived—tokoro no naka ni ha, Nippon de

And this is one defining moment when wait... like I went to Kobe for the first time around...

Nandito na lang ako sa Japan, at siyempre iyung crush ko na iyun talaga (oi, hindi si opposite skintone ng mga Binay, ok?), I just want to reconcile with him ever since. So, why not again... do something about it?

Remember, wala nang Yahoo Messenger. Wala na ring Friendster. Pati Multiply tigok na rin. At saka wala na ang online games, anoh? DotA na lang tsaka Mobile Legends, pagkaka-alam ko.

And so it happened like this...

He already viewed my IG posts, and that was the time I really had to focus on my studies in the bekka program. Andito na lang ako sa Japan, at saka you know... like the kalungkutan in my eyes show that despite that I love Japan, and I wished to naturalize in the place I consider my second home, parang gusto ko nang i-abandona iyung idea na iyun. Because for one, I am fully aware that Japan is not an immigration-friendly country.

So yeah, because he views my stories on Instagram, I guess this is the time I have to poke him on Facebook?

Oo, sa Messenger ko pa ginawa iyun.

And surprisingly, he sent me a message.

Ayun.

Wait lang ha... ayun.

Nakita ko na talaga na “Sorry sa late reply... ano po iyun? Oh, na-alala nga kita, at sorry sa nagawa ko noon. Sobrang immature ko nun at alam mo na hindi ka deserving sa ganun.”

Umiyak ako. Bonggang-bonggang reconciliation na talaga ang ramdam ko.

Nagpasalamat talaga ako sa kanya, siya iyung dahilan kung bakit nandito ako sa Japan. Shikata ga nai kedo, kung di dahil sa kanya well... I would never be in Japan right now.

Siya parin talaga ang babalikan ko at the end of the day. At hindi ko mai-tatanggi na siya talaga ang inspirasyon ko sa pagpunta ko rito sa Japan bilang ryuugakusei.

2020 - Coronavirus.

Heto na rin ang taon na for good na ang rainichi niya. Totsuzen iyun, hindi iyan ang original plan niya. And his company was already dissolving, so he has to deal with things and stuff before he gets free time.

At takot talaga siya sa coronavirus.

At naka-graduate pa ako. Pasado ko lahat mga subject ko. Pero hindi parin ako kuntento talaga. May kulang pa.

OO, nung panahong iyun sobrang depressed talaga ako. Fuck, all the good and the bad memories in my Japanese university were like, emerging again, just looking at the clothes.

It’s like telling me I really have to go back home.

Kailangan ko nang umuwi ng Pilipinas dahil wala na ako gaanong obligasyon dito sa Japan. Also, whenever I wake up in the morning? I often get depressed, wishing nagtagal lang ako dito sa Japan, pero mukhang hindi talaga para sakin ang Japan, iyan ang ramdam ko.

But I wished so hard, magkita pa kami.

Kotoshi no rokugatsu - Dapat nakauwi na ako ng Pinas nitey. Oo nga, dahil hanggang gantong buwan lang ako andito sa Japan. And I’m stuck in a limbo simply because of that panirang coronavirus.

I cannot admit, I was battling my own demons while I was in school. Like, hindi ko talaga tanggap ang nakaraan ko because I wasted my time being YOLO. Like, ano ba talaga gusto ko paglaki ko?

Fuck, how I wish I planned earlier, but certain factors like political something something was a hindrance. PERO HINDI.

Until I finally decided to meet him.

Lubusin ko na’to. I worked so effing hard just to bring back our friendship. I wanted a closure. I WANTED IT EVER SINCE. Gusto ko na talagang tapusin ‘tong kabanatang maitataguri kong Cold War.

The Cold War that shaped me into a better person, I guess?

June 10 - The day we finally met.

The day when eventually, niyakap ko siya at tinawag ko na sempai.

I finally found the closure I was seeking for.

I noticed, maraming nagbago for sure: First and foremost, inamin niya ring dehins niya gusto masyado ang nangyari sa high school life... and yeah mas enjoy di hamak ang college life, where he learned a lot of stuff.

Sa Japan pa talaga, of all places. I tried other sorts of cultures, if this will fit me, but in the end I simply ended up being in the place I consider my second home, and met my crush there and had the closure I was seeking for: Didn’t expect he would delete some of his social media accounts which sorry to say, parang Fall of the Berlin Wall ang peg.

I was like, I would never expect him to be the person I knew since high school. Kung di ko man lang na-afford makipag-jidori sa kanya o batiin siya sa Meris o sa La Salle...

Kaya siya tinatawag na Cold War.

#Cold War story #original #SMCQC #DLSU #Cold War #Saint Mary's College of Quezon City #De La Salle University #De La Salle University - Manila #DLSU-M #DLSUM #La Salle #An1mo #Marian #Lasallian

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palaugranetes · 6 years ago

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🍔M🇦🇷S🇺🇾N🇧🇷C🇧🇷🍔

6 November 2018

Luis: Guys I was just about to head out of the house to go for a run, I see a package beside the gate.

Ney: A package??

Luis: Yes a small package, it was beautifully decorated and it had a note on it.. A card

Ney: oh?? A gift?

Phil: stop interrupting him!

Ney:😑

Phil: Go on Luis

Luis: It was not.. I took the package and opened the card. And it said "To my dear L. Suarez, the first of many. Enjoy" I assumed it was for Lauti.. so I took it inside. But it was not.. It was not 😣

Ney: Oh no..

Luis: I opened it and Blue powder exploded in my face. And then I saw it... "Hope you liked it Gordo. Next one will be bigger. Love GP3." I am never going to get rid of him..

Leo: It's because you keep messing up. What do you expect.

Ney: 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 A Legend

Phil: 🙊🙊🙊🙊

Ney: Are you all smurfed out now??

Luis: Ha ha.. so funny.. I can't stop laughing.. 😒😒

Ney: God I wish I was there. I needed to see that happening😩😩😩

Phil: Meanie

Ney: Really.. really?? What are you 6?

Leo: Luis.. You have to fix this or you will go on living in fear of being pranked.. Fix it

Luis: DUDE HOW..

Leo: Figure it out.

10 November 2018

Luis:

Luis: Big Bird wants his tracksuit back.

Ney: Boy you wish you had my style. This is fire!🔥🔥

Luis: More like this should be set on fire.🔥🔥

Ney: pfff you know nothing.

Ney: How does this look? @Leo

Leo: Leave me out of it.

Ney: But..

Leo: Figure it out you two I'm busy now

Phil: You okay @Leo?

Leo: Yeah kid I'm fine, just a bit too busy for the Ney-Luis episode now

Ney: Oh.. okay.. I see..

Leo: How are you feeling today @Phil?

Phil: A bit of pain.. nothing I haven't been through before.

Leo: Get well soon kid💛

Luis: Feel better kiddo💛

Phil: On the bright side.. THE 👑 IS BACK!!!😃😃😃😃

Luis: Yes finally.. It has been too long

Leo: Just a couple of weeks guys

Luis: IT HAS BEEN TOO LONG!!

Ney: Yes I agree with Luis. It has been too long. We missed you out there. Welcome back!!

Phil: We did

Luis: You missed him out there @Ney???? Excuse me how would you even possibly miss him.. Nothing changes for you there.

Ney: Ouch.. Hey now... that is a low blow.. As a fan.. I did miss him out there... Okay..

Luis: Mhm.. yeah of course.

Phil: Well.. This has become a bit intense

Leo: @Ney thank you!

Luis: Ready for tomorrow mano?

Leo: I have been ready.. I am always ready. I just don't know when I am going in.

Luis: Obviously.. We have to be safe and not risk it.

Leo: I was worried about that before.. But I'm good now. I can go in from the start I feel

Luis: Great.. We'll see what EV has in mind

Leo: Yeah.. We'll see

Phil: Guessing Malcom is getting his shot finally

Leo: yeah.. I hope so he deserves a break

Luis: Definitely

Phil: With Ous sitting this one out.. I guess he will

Ney: Ousmane is out??? Why???

Luis: Yeah.. I think it's gastroenteritis

Ney: Oh.. Well then

Luis: Why am I discussing that with you.. Why are we talking about this here??

Ney: What is that supposed to me.. Where else will you talk about this.. What even..

Leo: Luis.. your subtlety amazes me sometimes.. It blows my mind. As subtle as a bull.

Luis: I SAID NOTHING!

Phil: Yeah he said nothing

Leo: Yeah sure.. but reread your message

Luis: Oh for Fuck sake

Leo: Language!

Luis: Really.. REALLY...

Leo: 😂😂😂😂

Phil: Chill Luis

Leo: Calm down mano just messing with you

Ney: Don't you mean Messi-ing 😏

Phil:🤦🏽‍♂️🤦🏽‍♂️

Luis: I have enough on my plate with Geri messing with me.. I really can't handle more messing.. please

Leo: Alright alright

Luis: Thank you! Now back to Ney's big bird suit

Phil: NO

Leo: NO

Ney: Why are you the way you are

Luis: I should be asking you that question

Ney: I hope the next color to blow up in your face is yellow, and I hope I am there to see it..

Ney: While Yellow is playing

Luis: Dafuq

Ney: Yeah you heard me

Luis:😒😒

Ney: And it was aaalll.. Yellow🚩⚂⚠️🚸☣☢📓⚡☄🌞🌝☀️🌜🌛🌙🌟⭐🐥🦆🐤🌻🎒👚👟💫💥💛

Luis: Alright.. we got it. Yellow

Leo: I swear am surrounded by children..

Luis: I know right

Leo: You are one of them. Shut up

Phil:😂

#msnc imagine #msnc #msnc group chat #light one before the match today #lionel messi #leo messi #luis suarez #luisito #neymar #philippe coutinho #couti #leo #luis #ney #phil #fc barcelona

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the-anticlimax-that-is-life · 6 years ago

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Non consensual observer

I have been posting a lot lately, as you may have noticed (probably not cuz who cares?)

This is mainly because I am sort of doing okay, I guess. But also because typing all stuff down on my phone just takes a lot of time, and I have been relatively busy.

I will soon upload something I started writing, but I think what I am about to write has priority right now because it was only yesterday.

Yesterday was Kings Night, a typical Dutch holiday to celebrate our king's birthday. Usually, a lot of drinking is involved, so I went to meet up with my cousin and some strangers from couchsurving.

There were (amongst others) a Greek and an Indian guy, both of whom I had already met before.

(In fact, those two guys and I were going to stay at my cousin's home overnight.)

There was also this other guy who no one has seen before. (He seemed okay but turned out to lose his temper over people arguing with his made up rules for commonly known cardgames.)

The five of us had dinner together and played some games, some of which involved taking shots of hard liquor.

We then went outside to join the parties in the city centre, as well as the fancy fair and stuff like that. My cousin and I seemed to be pretty close, as if she enjoyed my company and cared about me etc. (This is something I don't really experience that often..)

As the night progressed, we all got pretty tipsy and had a lot of fun. We all danced with one another, and it felt good and safe, friendly.

But over time, my cousin got real drunk and started to flirt around with the guys (as she usually does when she is drunk..)

I saw her kiss at least all three guys we had been hanging out with, as well as this random dude in a white shirt that we had only met just a few moments before.

(This dude was actually with another girl, his girlfriend, it had seemed..)

There were also two other girls we had met up with in the city centre, one of which I had seen before. These girls noticed my cousin's flirty attitude as well.

This, combined with the fact she could barely stand caused them to worry and tell me to make sure she wouldn't be taken advantage of.

Thing with this is.. This is not the first time I have seen her like that.. She's a single, grown adult who probably just likes to 'fool around'..

But either way, I decided to talk to people about this, and that maybe it would be best to bring her home.

The guy in the white shirt sort of laughed in my face in this 'hahaha what are you going to do about it?' way, as I had asked him to leave her be. He was all like 'I just let that Polish girl go, now I want to party with her!' (Referring to my cousin..)

I also straight up asked the Greek guy about his intentions, since he was holding her keys and debit card, and was going to stay at her place. He got all awkward, saying he don't want any trouble (or do any harm, even though he admitted to being quite turned on.)

I also asked the Indian guy the same question. He understood the situation, and he admitted to liking my cousin a lot but that he wouldn't try anything on her in the state she was in right now. He assured me to also watch over her.

My cousin noticed this stuff was going on, and got really agitated, saying (in a lashing manner) that her concerned friends are just jealous, and stating she wasn't going to drink if everyone says she apparently can't handle it..

After some drama and trying to calm her down, we (the initial group of five + the guy in the white shirt) went to her place.

At her place, the Greek guy and the 'rule bending' guy left.

At this point it was only me, my cousin, the Indian guy and the douche with the white shirt.

I was really tired, so I laid myself down on the couch (where I was going to sleep anyway.)

At some point, the Indian guy went to take a piss, and my cousin and the white shirt guy started kissing. (Either assuming I was asleep or more likely not caring about me at all..)

As the Indian guy came back, he walked towards them.. My cousin was like: 'it's okay' - then they kissed.

After some more kissing between my cousin and the two guys, I heard her say something like: 'well, there is a first time for everything, right?'

Then, the three of them went to her bed, which was literally next to the couch I was 'sleeping' on..

And they basically had a threesome. Probably not even caring if I was asleep or not. Like, what the fuck.

I remember thinking: 'should I leave, or will that only make stuff awkward? Would my cousin be annoyed? Can I pick out my headphones - nah, I don't want them to know I am awake..'

I just laid there, overhearing their threesome. Eventually, they were done and fell asleep. I also fell asleep.

The next day, I was the first to wake up. As they woke up as well, my cousin was like 'it's too early, let's sleep.' (The three of them were still in her bad, probably not wearing any clothes..)

I felt so awkward, barely able to look in their direction, as I told her/them that I perhaps could better leave because 'public transportation is probably not too crowded yet and I can't sleep anymore either way.'

When I was home, I got this text from my cousin: 'Home safe? - Yeah - Good to hear :)'

....

Does she have any idea how messed up this is?

I mean, if she wants to slut around, sure.. But dafuq mate. I was also staying there..

Guess alcohol can do a lot of weird things to people..

Why can't people keep their morals straight? I mean, sure, fuck around. I'd rather have her be safe but whatever floats her boat. But why couldn't she be bothered about the fact I was there?

And also.. Why can't people just have a good time together without apparently having secondary motives? And what about me? I also danced with these guys and had fun I thought was friendly.. How can I know who to trust and who not? How to tell if they understand I do not have these secondary intentions? (Not that I am attractive, that's my advantage, but still..)

I don't even know what to feel.

#personal #thoughts #non consent #i feel violated

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fandom-blerd-life · 7 years ago

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Black Lightning 1.12: This time baby I’ll be...bulletproof!

Last weekend, I (along with about 4,000 other people) had the pleasure of attending the second annual Clexacon. To say it was one of the best weekends of my life would be doing it a disservice. I actually don’t know if I have the words to adequately sum up how deeply my soul was touched by that weekend. Being surrounded by so many friends with similar interests, in a safe place where we were free to just...be. It was life-changing. On the Saturday of the con, I was lucky enough to meet Nafessa Williams. That’s right, I hugged Anissa. Let me tell you, she is the real deal. She gets it. She understands how important this role is. She knows that representation matters. I don’t remember everything I said to her, but I thanked her for the impact she has had on my life and on the lives of so many girls who look up to Thunder. We are so lucky to have her, y’all.

And now..the penultimate episode of the first season of Black Lightning!

Previously on Black Lightning, Khalil got shot and was paralyzed, Tobias offered to help Khalil get revenge on Black Lightning, La La walked around undead, Anissa discovered that the missing kids were being kept in a suspended state in pods, and Jennifer got even more powerful.

Oh hello there Tobias, it’s been awhile! The last time we saw Tobias, he was nursing injuries caused by Black Lightning. This time, he’s fine and well, with just a few burn marks as memories of that fight. He goes to see Martin Proctor who appears to have nursed Tobias back to health. Now that Lady Eve is gone, there’s an opening for the leader of the streets. Proctors explains yet again about the vaccine, that its purpose was to control the citizens of Freeland, but OOPS they accidentally turned some folks into metas. The problem with their test subjects however, was that they kept dying. So what did they do? They tweaked the formula and created Green Light. Unlike the other subjects, Black Lightning received the vaccine but he didn’t die. Proctor needs to know why, so he instructs Tobias to bring Black Lightning to him alive. But he won’t be alone. Proctor finished some project that Tobias was working on and HOLY SHIT IT’S KHALIL AND HE CAN WALK (also he has super long dreads now?)!!

At the house, Lynn calls Jeff because she needs his help. There’s an emergency and he needs to get there right away and LOL just kidding! Lynn is waiting in some lingerie with romantic music playing. While they kiss, lightning courses through Jefferson and he transfers it to Lynn. They’re electric, y’all! (I’m so sorry)

In bed, Jeff wants to know why Lynn changed her mind about the two of them getting back together. She realized that when Black Lightning came back, she expected their family to be torn apart, but she feels closer to him than ever before. They two decide that they’re not going to tell the girls yet. Not until they’re sure. Because THAT always works out…

As Jefferson drives through Freeland, he is shocked to see Khalil. He’s even more shocked to see Khalil walking. Once he gets over the initial surprise, Jefferson asks if Khalil is going back to school. Khalil isn’t having any of Jeff’s speeches though. He accuses Jeff of not actually caring about any of the poor kids at Garfield High. Of disappearing once Khalil could no longer perform. Jeff sees through Khalil though. He knows strings had to be pulled in order for Khalil to walk again and he plans to find out exactly how it happened.

Back in the Lightning Lair, Jeff recounts his conversation with Khalil to Anissa and Gambi. Anissa is at the computer like some kind of Felicity Smoak, digging into the disappearance of the kids. There are 42 kids missing, plus Neema, minus 3 dozen pods, equals 7 dead? Maybe? I’m from the Emily Andras School of No Math so I’ll trust Anissa on this one. Jefferson hopes that Khalil will accidentally lead them to Proctor, and Gambi decides to follow up with one more lead: the weapons maker.

Lynn and Jennifer are having some mother/daughter time at the lab while Lynn takes Jenn’s blood. We find out later than Lynn is trying to isolate the meta-gene in hopes of getting rid of it so Jenn can go back to how she was before. Jenn jokes that she can’t do any competitive extracurricular activities for fear of setting people on fire. Maybe she can take up needlepoint though!

Jeff goes to see Khalil’s mom who has no idea that her son is back from California. You see, he was out there getting a super rare implant that would help him walk again. He was asked by a “Mr. Martin” to participate in a pilot program, but his mother couldn’t be with him because the risk of infection is too high. Jefferson knows all of this was a cover and asks for this “Mr. Martin’s” information.

Meanwhile, Gambi goes to threaten the weapons maker in hopes of getting information on Proctor. No such luck.

Back at the house, Jefferson goes to tell Jennifer that he saw Khalil and he was walking again. Before his daughter can get too excited, Jeff tells her that he’s not the same person she remembered. He looks and acts different (he leaves out the dreads though). Jeff knows that the medical treatment Khalil received is hella rare and that might mean he’s involved with whoever is looking for kids like Jennifer. Kids with abilities. Well, it’s a damn good thing Lynn is working on isolating that meta gene. ::record scratch:: Say what?? Jefferson is less than pleased to hear this and goes to confront Lynn. He is furious that Lynn is trying to change Jennifer. That she’s treating their daughter as if she has a disease. Lynn doesn’t see it that way though. She just wants to give Jennifer options in case this isn’t something she wants.

Jennifer is back at the Pierce’s house to meet Khalil at their spot on the roof. She must have taken a little part of Jefferson’s warning to heart because she doesn’t tell Khalil the real reason they’re not staying at the house. Khalil excitedly shows her the spine implant and explains that he’s the first one to get one. He also gives us an explanation for his rapid hair growth! Apparently the pills they gave him for regeneration also made his hair grow super fast. Okay. ::shrug:: Jenn wants to know just how he was chosen for this procedure. Khalil lashes out at her and accuses her of doing her father’s dirty work. And then, he jumps off the roof. Because that’s the way to convince your ex-girlfriend that there is nothing weird going on with you, I guess.

In an effort to draw Black Lightning out, Tobias tells Khalil to go to Garfield High and cause some damage. To remember what they did to him. Remember the anger.

It’s been awhile since we’ve seen La La, and oh look, he’s still holding court with his drug dealers. He gets a weird phone call though. The garbled voice on the other end says “The devil deals the cards.” La La gets a weird look on his face, leaves, and goes to see the weapons maker.

Down in the Lightning Lair, Anissa is killing me again by talking all sciencey to Jeff and Gambi. She was able to get help from one of her high school friends to track some kind of electromagnetic activity. Before she can explain any further, they hear over the police radio that someone is attacking the school.

At Garfield, it is chaos. Students are running everywhere. Khalil is there with arm blasters, throwing both students and teachers everywhere. He runs into Jennifer who tries her best to stop him, but nothing she says slows him down.

Black Lightning and Thunder show up and decide to split up to cover more ground. Syonide has a bunch of students hostage in a classroom and the look on Thunder’s face when she sees her. She’s like, “DAFUQ?!” It was pure gold. The students run out and Syonide starts shooting at Thunder. Too bad because SHE IS BULLETPROOF BITCH!! In a post-Lexa world, I will never tire of yelling that we have a bulletproof Black lesbian superhero. What a damn time to be alive!

Out in the hall, Tobias and Black Lightning are having a fight of their own. Tobias is wearing a suit that renders lightning attacks ineffective, so they fight the old fashioned way. We cut back to Thunder beating Syonide’s ass. Meanwhile, Jennifer is in the hallway trying to summon her powers to help her father and her sister. Thunder knocks Syonide out and goes to help Black Lightning who is getting taken down by both Tobias and Khalil. Khalil punches Black Lightning, hard, and he flatlines.

Anissa slides in to block bullets from hitting her father and Jennifer runs over to discover him unconscious. Her emotions were so strong that a shock radiates through her hands and jolts Jefferson. One more big shock and he starts breathing again! Jennifer saved the day!

The crew sets up in the safe house, increasing security, cloaking themselves, and ensuring they can’t be found.

Kara is with Proctor and tells him that some students claimed to see Black Lightning die. Proctor wants Black Lightning’s body, and he wants Thunder. Dead or alive.

At Tobias’, Syonide brings La La face to face with the man who killed him. For the first time, we see a trace of genuine emotion on La La’s face. Tobias reminds him that the devil deals the cards. They killed Lady Eve to get a seat, but now they need to take out Proctor to get the entire table.

What did you think of this episode?? Next week is the finale and I don’t know about you, but I AM NOT READY!!! Hit me up on Twitter @njnic23 to talk all things Black Lightning!

#Black Lightning #Queer Thunder

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takerfoxx · 5 years ago

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Alrighty, so here’s my thoughts on what we know about the upcoming Season 4 (which will be a full arc this time, and not split in two like 2 and 3 were).

1. Okay, so Adora’s definitely getting better with using her sword, as that bracelet business proves. Also, I saw her touching what looked like a holographic hand. Mara, maybe?

2. So can we all agree that Catra’s gonna be pulling a major coup and taking over the Etheria branch of the Horde? I mean, she’s got the outfit upgrade and the big chair in the promotional material, which really makes me wonder if it’ll be before or after Horde Prime shows up? Like, is he gonna roll in and find a catgirl in his black sheep brother’s chair and be all like, “Dafuq is this bitch?” or is gonna do to Hordak what Hordak did to Shadow Weaver and basically kick him out and give Catra his job?

3. Scorpia’s looking all regretful in that one image (which I think is a clip of the new OP?). Redemption arc, redemption arc, c’mon!

4. Glimmer’s rocking the mom duds, and we can expect angst in abundance. And look: I know Shadow Weaver corrupting her is the obvious path to take with this, but just because it’s obvious doesn’t mean it’s also not the coolest path to take, so I won’t be complaining one bit.

5. Okay, so a big fan theory is that King Micah is still alive, and might be on Beast Island. In the OG show, Beast Island was a Horde prison, but it hasn’t been revealed if this Horde actually has control over it or if it’s just a super-dangerous place where they send people. Either way, him debuting for real would be really cool.

Also, we are definitely seeing Beast Island.

6. Hordak looking all cool and pissed on top of a volcano I think! Probably Beast Island? My personal guess is that after he gets ousted (if that does happen) he goes there to save Entrapta and the two of them are just on their own team from there on out. We do sit a split-second of Entrapta and Emily jumping off some kind of cliff, so I’m guessing that their escape attempt? Hey, I dig it.

7. Okay, so the big thing’s everyone talking about, our new character Double Trouble! I did some googling, and this is what I’ve been able to pull up.

A. They are in fact based upon on of the OG characters that got a toy and showed up in the comics, but never appeared in the show. For reference, this is what they (originally she) looked like in the 80′s.

Okay, that is pretty badass! Though these character cards usually get cooler designs than the toys, so let’s see-

Oh. Oh my God girl, that hat. That fucking hat.

=snort=

Anyway...

C. In this continuity, they are going to be portrayed as non-binary with “they/them�� pronouns. Nifty.

D. They’re a shapeshifter.

Ya don’t say...

E. They’re also apparently Glimmer’s cousin I guess (like does that make them Castespella’s kid, or is it on Micah’s side, or is there some other aunt or uncle or...) and originally worked as a double agent for the Rebellion. So, I’m thinking that’s what they’re doing behind Catra’s throne.

Which means Scorpia’s gonna just hate them.

F. Also, apparently they had a blink and you’ll miss it cameo in Princess Prom.

In which they were fucking fabulous!

You know, party episodes really are a fantastic way to cameo future important characters without anyone noticing.

Moving on!

8. Apparently’s there’s going to be an episode called Boy’s Night Out starring Bow, Sea Hawk, and Swift Wind, and given that Sea Hawk’s involved it’ll have a couple of musical numbers. I’m guessing that this is going to be the funny episode that turns kind of serious near the end for character development, much like Just Roll With It, and will probably take place somewhere in the middle of the first half of the season, while things are still episodic and the plot hasn’t kicked in yet. Either way, looking forward to it.

9. This is less of a commentary and more of just a hope, but...can we see more of Bow’s family? His dads are just the best, and I really, really wanna meet his plethora of siblings. So...that please.

10. Jesus fucking Christ, GIVE SPINNERELLA AND NETOSSA SOMETHING TO DO!

11. Also, Huntara as well.

Y’ALL

SHE-RA IS GETTING A NEW INTRO & WILL HAVE 13 EPISODES FOR SEASON 4 WHICH IS AIRING NOVEMBER 5TH ✨

WATCH THE TRAILER HERE!:

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thebreakupdiaries · 6 years ago

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Uhm...

So I’m hella pissed rn because (as you can see in the previous post) I’ve decided to get back on Tinder...

And I’ve been talking to a guy for the past three days. I’ll just call him P. P is very handsome but in a

“That hot guy from uni” and not in a “he could be an Abercrombie and Fitch model!” Handsome.

P is very sweet, down to earth and fun type of person. Fuckboy radar hasn’t gone off YET? And he likes spending time with his family. He works in an insurance company and is doing well for himself.

AS I SAIDTT! P is very sweet and we listen to the same type of music.

Now.. LMAO! I wrote in my Tinder bio that I’ll reply to everyone because I thought

“Meh! Why not?”

But I’ve been bad at replying ever since I started talking to P.

Maybe it’s because I’m a Capricorn and we have our eyes on the prize and stay loyal to it idk.

ANYWAYS!!

P and I have been talking for a couple of days and it’s been from morning till late!

But today he ended our conversation like this;

“I’ll text you tomorrow! I gotta be a little attentive right now😉😉”

Me:

DAFUQ DOES HE MEAN WITH ATTENTIVE?? He bout to clap some LAME cakes????

Anyways I replied with;

“Attentive? Haha okay I’ll talk to you later😊🙋🏾‍♀️”

I tried to play it cool but on the inside (and outside bitch) I’m like;

Idk my mind is OF COURSE going crazy!! But at the end of the day, he isn’t my man... LIKE AT ALL! Yes the thought of him with another girl SUCKS but maybe he meant something else when he said “attentive”?

I’m just so hurt because when I REALLY like someone, the last thing I want to do is play games. I know I can’t expect the other person to feel the same way, but it would mean the WORLD if he could be up front about it and be honest? So many guys tell me what they’re looking for and doing on the app from day ONE! And now I respect th F*CK outta them, because this? This HURTS😔 idk I just really thought this was something cute. I didn’t see him and I getting married/ have kids I just saw us hanging out together and talking like we were texting😕

I’m scared that I’m just going to go back to being cold and shut EVERY guy out. But I’m not the type that wants to be toyed with or a second option. And that’s only because I invest ALL my cards on you as in I don’t talk to other people. And now P is out there doing GOD knows what and I’m stuck here with 14 guys in my Tinder dms MADT that I haven’t replied in the last 48 hours. Hope y’all are having a good evening tho 🙃

#capricorn #breakup #sad #break up #heartbreak #love #relationship #tinder #boy #guy #crush #lil uzi #no #men #annoying #cold

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The Outsiders: Home Alone

The Outsiders: Home Alone (Episode 2)

Published: 10-14-19 - Updated: 10-15-19

Squit is struggling to babysit Pinky, Brain, Wakko and Pesto in his house. This is episode 2 of The Outsiders. This is also an Animaniacs fanfic. Rated R for Strong Language.

Part 1: Da Pussy Patrol!

(Squit N/R: As Wakko made himself very much at my place, Pinky had come up with a plan to put some distance between his sexual organs and the dog. He'd temporarily lose Benji, run home and do what he had to do, do what he had to do again, and once more if it wasn't too painful, then head out with some "lost dog" signs and a 20 reward. Unfortunately, Benji - a dog - was too smart for him.)

Pinky: (he saw Benji coming back from the park) Fuck, Benji!

(Squit N/R: Back at mine, I was fighting a losing battle to house-train my new pet.)

Squit: Do you eat this much toast at home?

(Wakko pulls out a jar of hummus from the cabinet)

Wakko: Squit, what's this...hummus? Is it for humans?

Squit: (sarcastically) No, it's for extraterrestrials, that's why we keep it in the refrigerator for Area 51 in the first place. Of course it's for fucking humans!

Wakko: Can you have it on toast? (takes a bite)

Squit: Please use a plate.

(Pinky comes out of nowhere.)

Pinky: Y'all okay, pussies? I brought beer by the way.

Squit: How the fuck did ya get in?!

Pinky: Yo dumbass left tha front door open.

Squit: Wak, did you leave the front door open?!

Wakko: My bad.

Pinky: Do us some toast, Wak.

Wakko: No probs.

(Pinky turns on the TV while using the laptop at the same time, as Squit gets annoyed and closes the front door.)

Squit: Excuse me, is there a sign outside by the permanently open front door saying, "This way to the toast bar - Enter here"?! Look, you're not even watching the TV.

Pinky: Jesus, calm down, Home Alone! It's just force of habit.

Squit: Why are you even here anyway?!

Pinky: I needed to get away from my own fuckin' house. The dog is pissing me off! I can't believe my parents are making me watch 'em every Friday, in my OWN HOUSE!

Squit: Because it stares at ya while you masturbate?

Pinky: Exactly.

Wakko: How long have you had him now?

Pinky: About 18 years.

Wakko: Has he always done it?

Pinky: No, of course not! I wasn't jerking off a lot when I was 11, was I?

Wakko: I thought you got laid when you was 10? With a hot babysitter.

Pinky; Well, duh. Yeah, I did, Wak. That's why I wasn't jerking off so much. Something must have started him off. I think he might have chewed on a tissue under my bed and now he's got a nasty taste for it.

Squit: (sarcastically but disgusted) Jesus, that's some acquired taste, dry Kleenex and your ejaculate.

Wakko: Here y'are, P.

Pinky: Yo.

(Wakko throws the toast onto Squit's table.)

Squit: Watch where y'all throwing shit, god!

(Squit cleans the mess and turns off the TV.)

Pinky: I tell ya what will be throwing shit, yo sista's tits. I bet Fergus is covering 'em in spooge right now.

Squit: Can we not talk about this?

Pinky: Throw me da booze, Wak.

(Wakko was literally about to throw a bottle of beer to Pinky but Squit stopped him.)

Squit: No-one is throwing anything. If you want a drink, then pour yourself a glass. The glasses are in the higher cabinet.

Pinky: God, it's like staying at The Ritz.

(Pinky stands up and looks for the glasses in the higher cabinet.)

Squit: Well, it's famous for its "no throwing booze or toast" policy.

Pinky: You lied to me! There's no fuckin' glasses in there!

Squit: (getting frustrated) Try the dishwasher.

(Pinky moans as he pulls out Squit's dishwasher but all the glasses broke because of Pinky's stupid and careless mistakes.)

Squit: Oh, for christ's sake! (Squit forcefully slams the dishwasher back in while Pinky flinches) That's it, we're out!

Wakko: Out where?

Squit: I don't care! Out! Out of here!

Pinky: Look, I'll buy you a new glass if you'd stop being a pussy!

Squit: It's not about the glass. Y'all like a plague of toast-eating locusts.

Pinky: Fine, we'll go out. Wak, I think it's time we took Squit on a pussy patrol.

Squit: No thanks! What's next, a ghetto invasion?!

(The next scene changes to Squit, Pinky and Wakko chanting "OOOHHHHH!" and laughing while Pinky's driving in his Lambo.)

Squit: Wow, to be honest, this is RAD!

Pinky: You said it my friend, oh by the way, I'm provisional.

Squit: Hell yea...wait, WHAT?!

Pinky: Yeah, I'm provisional for 2 weeks.

Wakko: Sometimes we hang out at the gas station.

Squit: So all this time you've been driving, it's been illegal? Great!

Pinky: It's fine. If we get pulled ovah, we just say I'm giving 'em a lesson.

Squit: You're not allowed to give lessons till you've been driving for three years.

Pinky: No, you just say disabled, then it's allowed.

Squit: Who's disabled? You or him?

Wakko: One of us. You say it's a mental disablement.

Pinky: Yeah, I do a really good voice.

Squit: (sarcastically) Oh, well, I look forward to that.

(Wakko saw a squirrel on the road.)

Wakko: Watch that squirrel, dude.

Pinky: Nah, he'll shit himself and jump outta tha way, they always do.

(Pinky was trying to run over a squirrel but the squirrel ran away.)

Squit: Hilarious! You just lost a game of chicken with a rodent.

(The squirrel came back.)

Pinky: He's still there!

Wakko: He's pissing you off, bruh!

Pinky: Yeah, we'll see who's the chicken.

(Pinky went for the squirrel again but missed the second time.)

Squit: Oh, my God, he's jumped outta tha way.

Wakko: He's made you look like a right bitch!

Pinky: (furious) Fuck dat!

(Pinky finally ran over a squirrel to death.)

Pinky: Oh yeah.

Squit: Oh, God.

(All 3 got out of the car to see a dead squirrel.)

Wakko: Oh, no! Why did you do that?

Pinky: Not so clever now, is he?! Now who's tha fucking bitch?!

Squit: I don't think it was trying to make you look like a bitch, Pinky.

Pinky: Fuckin' lil' dead-ass!

Squit: I'll get a spade, we'll bury him.

Pinky: Nah, motherfucka, fuck 'em! (Pinky looked at the dead squirrel really carefully as there were silence and he shortly felt sad about it.) But his eyes look sad tho.

(Squit N/R: Great. So far in Pinky and Wakko's war against Mother Nature, the death toll stood at 52 flowers and one dead-ass squirrel.)

Part 2 - Idiot Invasion

(Squit N/R: With the blood of a defenceless animal on our hands, and on Pinky's wheel arches, we headed back to mine.)

Brain: Hey.

Pesto: Where have y'all assholes been?

Squit: Jesus Christ, y'all scared the shit outta me! How did you get in here?

(Brain points the the open back door.)

Brain: Back door.

(Squit looks at Wakko angrily.)

Wakko: Again, my bad.

Pinky: Son, dafuq are ya wearin'?

Brain: It's a polo shirt and chinos.

Pesto: You look like my cousin when he went for a job interview.

Brain: Oh, is he a golf pro?

Pesto: No, he's got Down's syndrome.

Brain: Look. This is what everyone wears for golf, OK. Can I make some toast, Squit?

Pinky: Pop one in for us, B.

Wakko: I'm just gonna shit outta shit? (Wakko saw the downstairs bathroom) Wow, I didn't know you have a downstairs bathroom. (he runs upstairs)

Squit: Please use the upstairs bathroom. And open a window! (The door rang) Who's that? (Squit opens the door.) Hello.

Delivery Guy: (Holding a box of 20 Foster cans.) This is for Squit Kinos Milf-Kenzie.

Squit: (He takes the box looking dead inside) Thanks. (shuts the door)

(Squit N/R: If this was my dickish friends' way of taking my mind off what Fergus was doing to my sis, it wasn't working.)

Squit: Who's responsible for this?

Pinky: I know, I'm a motherfuckin' genius. Your stupidly left ya platinum card details on a Post-it on ya laptop.

Squit: WHAT?!

Pinky: So it's kinda ya fault.

Squit: NO! That's for emergencies only! Plus, that was for my film project!

Pinky: But it was an emergency, your house is fuckin' boring as hell! Now we can get totally pissed.

Squit: No, I'm getting it refunded. I don't wanna get pissed, I want everything to be the same as it was before. (He is using the laptop to refund the money.)

(Pinky, Brain and Pesto are giggling, looking at Squit mischievously)

Squit: What?!

Pinky: Nothing. We haven't done anything, have we, Brain?

Brain: Nope. We haven't been anywhere near your Facebook page.

Pesto: Indeed.

Squit: (looking concerned/slightly angry) Oh, for christ's sake, what have you done now? (Squit checks his Facebook profile) Oh, you've changed my profile pic to a fat, naked hobo and you've changed my status to, "Squit is fingering his cat". Presumably, you've changed the password too? RIGHT?!

Pesto: Yep, my idea. Do you like the picture? The ballsack's literally big, but other than that, it's definitely you.

(They all laugh, except Squit, who looks pissed off.)

Squit: Seriously, you've gotta tell me the password.

Pesto: Or what?

Squit: Look, if you don't tell me the password, I'm contacting the site administrator and reporting ya!

(There's a short silence, then they all laugh hysterically once again, except for Squit.)

Pinky: Look out, y'all, he gonna call the Facebook police on us!

Brain: Oh no, I don't wanna get sent to Facebook prison!

(They laugh once again and shortly stopped.)

Pesto: Hillarious.

Squit: Please, I'm begging you!

Pinky: OK. You can have tha password if I can stay over.

Squit: I thought it was boring here?

Pinky: It is, but you don't have a perverted dog, and I have certain needs to fulfil.

Squit: Oh, Christ. Fine, you can fuckin' stay. Now, what's the password?

Pesto: I heart...

Squit: I heart… (while typing)

Pesto: ...yo mama's vagina. (laughs)

Squit: (sarcastically) Brilliant. (The password is invalid.) And that ain't even it! Pinky?

Pinky: Real password - Puh and diugh.

Squit: Pricks. (The password is valid.)

(Pinky opened the box to get a can of lager out.)

Squit: (sarcastically but angrily) How nice. So I'm no longer fingering a cat, but now I can't return the lager! Thanks, Pinky!

Pinky: No probs. (Pulls another can out for Brain.) Brain?

Brain: No thanks.

Pinky: Y'sure?

Brain: Eh, what the fuck? (grabs a can.)

(Wakko came back downstairs.)

Wakko: Bad news, toilets blocked.

Squit: Whaddaya mean toilet's blocked?

Wakko: It's blocked.

Squit: So whaddaya mean is, you've blocked the toilet?

Wakko: Maybe. I dunno. I'm not a plumber.

Brain: Ugh! Oh, I can smell it from here.

Wakko: Yeah. Tell me about it, it's really bad. Like the leftovers from the pizza party all in one go.

Squit: Oh, God.

Wakko: So, as you'd expect, not a clean break, like at all. And I ran out of toilet paper, so I had to use a dry towel. (Takes a bite out out his toast.)

Squit: Oh, for christ sake! Well, I'm sorry, but from now on, all bathrooms are now outta bounds to guests.

Pinky: (looking upset) Awww...what?!

Brain: Hang on, what if I need to go as well?

Wakko: You could use the garden.

Brain: I'm not a dog, Wak.

Squit: (stands up) OK, I'd assumed it was been given, but I'll make it clear now, just in case: No-one shits in my fuckin' back garden! (leaves)

Pinky: (pondered) That's it.

Wakko: What?

Pinky: I'll tell my dad that Benji took a shit in ma house.

Wakko: (confused) Did he?

Pinky: No, but if I say he did, we'll have to ban him from entering my home, as I can jerk off freely without 'em judging me and we'll all live happily ever after. The end.

Wakko: (still confused) Your dad?

Pinky: No, the dog!

(Wakko still looks confused and takes a bite out of his toast.)

(Squit N/R: I don't know what they had for the pizza party around Wakko's house, but it smelt like pepperoni and moldy cheese.)

Squit: (he came back downstairs after checking the bathroom) Well, he's right, it's definitely blocked. (Squit heard the others laughing from his back garden as he went out to see.) What's going on?

Wakko: Watch this.

(Wakko whacks the flowers as they laugh while Squit had his mouth agape.)

Squit: What the fuck are you doing?!

Pinky: This golf bat is fuckin' perfect, it's exactly what we've been looking for this whole time.

(Wakko whacks them again as they laugh.)

Squit: (getting furious) Sorry, was that not clear? STOP FUCKIN' VANDALISING MY GARDEN!

Brain: Oh, come on, Squit, I thought that at first, but have a go, it's fun.

Squit: Not for me, it's not.

Pesto: Oh, quit your whinin'! They're only daffodils. Fuckin' lil' show-offs. "Ooh, look at me, I'm out first, I'm all yellow and SHIT!"

Squit: Y'all fuckin' insane?!

Brain: Just have a go, it's fun. They go miles.

Squit: No! What are ya gonna do next? Tag up my bedroom? Piss through my mailbox? Do a "chipotle" in my underwear?!

Wakko: Wait, really?

Squit: NO! That's it, come on, we're going out again. Come on!

(They all leave Squit's backyard.)

(Squit N/R: Babysitting these four was exhausting, so I did what all good babysitters do: Hit the booze and let them get on with their lives.)

THE FINAL PART: THAT MIDGET-ASS PIECE OF SHIT!

(All 5 are walking down the neighbourhood in L.A in during midnight.)

Brain: Oh, Christ, I've gotta sober up! (throws away an empty lager can) What am I gonna tell my dad?

Pinky: To leave yo mama. She's a dog. (laughs)

Brain: (punches Pinky in the arm.) Fuck off.

Pinky: Oh yes. (He saw the flowers from another garden of a man's house.) Nice!

Wakko: I thought we did all these the other night?

Pinky: Yeah 'coz they grow back every day, don't they?

Squit: Or the sad rich man has replanted them at some effort and cost.

Wakko: They're in the same place. They must have grown back.

Squit: Someone's replanted them, Wakko.

Wakko: I doubt it.

Pinky: They're flowers! They grow. That's what they do. That's why nobody minds us smashing them up.

Brain: Wait, you know a lot about gardening?

Pinky: Of course! My dad gave Delia Smith a handjob 15 years ago. Plus, this is public ground, so we can do what we like.

Squit: Uhhh...no, you can't. This is someone's front garden.

Pesto: Well, where's the fence, smartass?

Brain: Gimme the golf bat, I'm going first. (Grabs a golf bag from Pinky.)

Squit: That ain't right. You shouldn't be doing this.

Pesto: (hit Squit on the head) Oh, shut up for once.

Wakko: No-one cares, Squit, everyone does it.

Squit: By the way, they definitely don't.

Pinky: In your whole life, have ya ever just done something because it was fuckin' dope?

(Brain whacks the flowers as they were laughing, except for Squit.)

Squit: Look at ya, hanging around the estate, drinking, smashing up people's gardens. You're just a teenage pregnancy away from an ASBO.

Pinky: Well, sorry, Neighbourhood Watch!

(Brain whacks them again as they were still laughing.)

Brain: Oh, come on, Squit, it's dope. See?

Squit: If my sister was in this, what would she do?

Pinky: I know what would she do.

Squit: Do ya?

Pinky: Yep. "Ooh, Fergus, ooh, Fergus, fuck me harder, in the mouth. Now quickly, get it in my fuckin' ass, Fergus."

(they all laugh again)

Squit: Fine, gimme the stupid bat. (Grabs the golf bat from Brain as he is ready to whack.) But, ya own me big time for this.

(Squit whacks the flowers for the first time as the others are chanting "OOOOOHHHHH!")

Squit: (smiling) Okay! To be fair, that was dope.

Pesto: My go.

Squit: No, one more. (He whacks them again as the others are laughing.) Okay, I changed my mind, THIS IS DOPE! LET'S DO IT AGAIN! (as he was about to do it again until...)

Man (from the bedroom window) HEY! Stay there, or I'm calling the fuckin' cops!

Squit: Fuck! Run!

(They are all running away.)

Pinky: Fuck off, you midget-ass piece of shit! (He threw an empty can towards the man's garden.)

Squit: Well, that's not helping! Is it?!

(Squit N/R: So I had become what I hated, but thanks to the beauty of alcohol, I couldn't care less.)

(Back at Squit's house, they were having pizza while "Ace Of Base's The Sign" was playing on the boombox.)

Wakko: Here, what do you ponder this one would do to a daffodil then, B?

Brain: I pondered it would smash the fuck out of it, Wak.

Wakko: Nice! I might have to borrow it and head over to that asshole's place - when the flowers have grown back.

Squit: Oh, come on, Wak. Give the midget-ass piece of shit one day off.

Pinky: Yeah, or he'll "call the fuckin' cops"!

Squit: That was fuckin' amazing! I mean, did he think for one second that would scare me? Fucking daff-loving idiot! Such an asshole.

Wakko: Yeah, what a dipshit!

Pinky: (He is looking around Squit's cutlery in the mini cabinet.) Yes! Found it! (He pulls out a rolling pin.) Squit's sister's vibrator.

Brain: Uhhh...Pinky, that's a rolling pin.

Pinky: (He sniffs it.) It's still got dat puh smell!

Squit: It's still a rolling pin.

Pinky: Whatever! (throws an empty can on the floor) I've got some unfinished business to attend to anyway, business pulling my diugh with no dogs around!

Squit: Not in my bed!

Pinky: No, of course not.

Squit: Phew. Well, that's something.

Pinky: 'Coz Wakko and Pesto are gonna be jerking off in there.

Squit: (looking unimpressed/sarcastically) Well, what a surprise.

Pesto: (holding a pink thong) Found these in the laundry basket. Oh, yes, they've still got this lovely assy smell.

(Pinky, Pesto and Wakko ran upstairs.)

Brain; Game of shots for the loser?

Squit: What about your golf?

Brain: I'm a natural, everyone says it. A couple more won't make any difference.

Squit: The drink-driver's game. Nice!

(The next morning, Squit and Brain were lying on the couch as they woke up.)

(Squit N/R: The next morning, we were woken by a terrible banging. Either Pinky was having the most aggressive, dopiest jerking off ever, or something even more worrying was happening.)

Squit: Dafuq is that noise?

Brain: Fuck, my head is killing me. What's that fuckin' noise?

Squit: I think someone's at the front door.

Brain: It's pretty early, isn't it?

Squit: Well, it doesn't seem early to me.

Brain: What do ya mean? (He checks the time on his watch as he freaks out and falls off the couch.) FUCK! It's fucking 9:40! I should of been getting ready for golf 40 minutes ago! (He puts on his sneakers and grabs the keys.) I really need to go before it's too late!

Squit: Well, if I were you, my friend, I wouldn't leave just yet.

Brain: What do you mean? I'm already gonna be late!

Squit: Shall we see who's trying to smash the door down before you head out? Just hold on. (He runs to the other room.)

(silence)

Squit: (from the other room) GAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

Brain: Squit, are you okay, what's wrong?! (He runs to the other room where Squit is.)

Squit: (checking through the window looking scared) Uh oh! Uh oh!

Brain: What happened?

Squit: (scared) Heh heh heh. Uhhh...Brain. Do you remember the man whose garden we destroyed?

Brain: What, that midget-ass piece of shit?

Squit: Yes, except he's not that small, he looks fucking hard!

Brain: (gasp) Oh no. You don't mean it's F...f...f...f…?

Squit: Yep, it's Fowlmouth.

Brain: (scared) Oh fuck, we're dead.

(Fowlmouth is still smashing the door looking pissed.)

Fowlmouth: (outside of the window) Come out, come out, whoever you are! (Holding a baseball bat) 'Coz my bat says "I'm about ta (BANG) ...FUCK…(BANG)...YOU…(BANG)...UP"!

Brain: I've gotta get to golf right now, I've got 2 missed calls, my dad is so gonna be pissed off at me.

(Fowlmouth was about to look for them through the window.)

Squit: Fuck! Hide!

(They hide on the floor)

(silence)

Brain: Is he gone?

(Fowlmouth went for the back door.)

Squit: Shit! He's gonna try the back door.

Brain: So?

Squit: What if Wakko's left it open again?

Brain: Oh, shit!

(Squit and Brain crawled quietly to the kitchen to see Pesto and Wakko eating leftover pizza.)

Wakko: Uhhh...Brain, shouldn't you be at golf by now? It is getting late.

Squit: Wakko, the back door!

Wakko: No worries, I locked it this time.

Squit: Guys, get down!

Pesto: Why?

Squit: Trouble!

Pesto: Oh, yeah. Who's gonna stop me?!

(Fowlmouth saw Pesto and Wakko from the kitchen window.)

Fowlmouth: HEY!

(silence)

(Pesto and Wakko turned to Fowlmouth from the window slowly as they hid down the floor.)

Squit: (sarcastically) Yep, good job, Pesto, that should have fooled him.

Pesto: Shit, is that Fowlmouth!?

Brain: (checking his phone) Shit, another missed call from my dad! What are we gonna do?

Fowlmouth: (from the window) I know you're in there!

Wakko: Let's go back in the living room.

Squit: How's that gonna help?

Pesto: We just farted in here.

(Brain and Squit look disgusted, then they were crawling back to the living room.)

Brain: Oh, God, Wakko, I'm in its wake! It's like you're carrying it in your pants!

(Pinky came downstairs)

Pinky: Dafuq is dat noise, motherfuckas?!

Wakko: We're under attack from the midget-ass piece of shit.

Pinky: What?!

Squit: He's basically correct. We're being threatened by Fowlmouth.

Pinky: Wait...FOWLMOUTH?!

Fowlmouth: (from outside) Come out here like a man, bitch!

Pinky: Does he know I'm here also?

Squit: I don't see how he could.

Pinky: Good, As a matter of fact, I'm going back to bed. (Pinky ran back upstairs.)

Dr. Springett: (from outside) Yoo-hoo! I heard a banging.

(Squit crawls to the front door as Dr. Springett was about to open it and slams the door shut with his foot which it hits Dr. Springett's face, Squit crawls back to the living room.)

Squit: Fucking Dr. Springett!

(Meanwhile in the living room, all 4 were hiding on the floor.)

Fowlmouth: I know you're in there, I saw da bitch! (bangs the window) Come out and do some vandalism now, goddamnit!

Squit: See? I told ya it was vandalism.

Brain: Oh, my God, my dad's gonna kill me if he finds out about this.

Squit: I think this guy might kill you first because he already found OUT!

Fowlmouth: I know who ya are!

Brain: Wait, he knows who ya are!?

Pesto: Shit, he knows who ya are.

Wakko: (teasing) Everyone knows who ya are!

Squit: (annoyed) Not now, Wak.

Wakko: Ha.

Fowlmouth: I know you're in there, I can see your feet!

(Wakko's legs are fully stretched.)

Squit: WAK!

Wakko: (folds his legs) Sorry, I have pins and needles.

Brain: (begs) Please, Squit, say something to him. See if he'll just let me out.

Squit: Are ya fuckin' insane? Listen to him.

Brain: Please, I'm begging you, for my dad. This golf thing is massive for him.

Wakko: C'mon, what's the worst he could do?

Squit: (sarcastically) Well, l dunno. Hit me really hard?! Put me to fuckin' sleep?!

(Pesto grabs Squit by the sweater furiously, threatening him.)

Pesto: If ya don't fix this right this very second, IMMA PUT YA TO FUCKIN' SLEEP!

Fowlmouth: There's an old lady with a broken nose out here!

Squit: God! Fine.

(Squit stands up to face Fowlmouth through the window.)

Squit: Now, sir.

Fowlmouth: Come out, ya pussy!

Squit: I think we should all take a breath, try and calm down.

Fowlmouth: You're telling me to calm down? Calm down?! I'll smash the shit outta your garden and see how ya fuckin' like it!

Squit: OK, I've got a really bad hangover, so if you aren't willing to have a sensible conversation, I'm gonna shut the curtains.

Fowlmouth: Ya takin' a moral fuckin' high ground?! Is that what ya doing?!

Squit: (grabs the curtains and closing them slowly.) OK, I'm gonna close these now.

Fowlmouth: You think that's gonna stop me?

Squit: I'm closing them now.

Fowlmouth: You think I give a fuck?

Squit: About to close!

Fowlmouth: Y'all bunch of fucking vandals! I'd call the cops...

Squit: Closing…

Fowlmouth: ...but I wanna deal with you myself...

Squit: ...closing…

Fowlmouth: ...by KICKIN' YA ASS!

Squit: ...and quarter-way there, close. (He shuts the curtains to avoid seeing Fowlmouth from the window as Brain, Wakko and Pesto stands up.)

Pesto: He's gone.

Wakko: Good job.

Brain: (sarcastically) That's your solution?

Squit: (frustrated) Well, do you have a better idea or what?

Brain: Oh, God. Oh, God, my dad is never, ever gonna forgive me.

Wakko: Would ya like some more pizza?

Squit: Uhhh...sure. Don't see why not.

(Pinky came to the living room, looking upset.)

Pesto: Y'Okay?

Pinky: Okay? Motherfucka, do I look "okay" to you? Just got a text from my dad. He's had Benji put down. Said once they start shitting indoors, it's basically the end, anyway. Kindest thing to do. (sniff) What have I done? (sniff) I'll never jerk off again! (Pinky lied down on the couch and cries into tears.)

Pesto: (hugs Pinky and comforts him) Come on, bro, you will. You will.

(police siren)

Brain: That'll probably be the police.

Squit: Yeah, you're right.

(Squit checks through the window again to see the cops but notices his sister is there as well.)

Squit: Oh, for Christ's sake.

Brain: Is it them?

Squit: Yep, but It's even worse. It's my sis.

(Squit N/R: It had been an interesting few days. I'd squashed a harmless rodent, found out that the toliet's clogged, and seen evidence that Pinky, Pesto and Wakko were surprisingly creative with Fowlmouth's property. The only good news was that, having spent the weekend being fucked by a ginger stranger, my sis was dumped immediately, because, and I quote, "He couldn't be dealing with sibling rivalry." Ha. Asshole.)

Brain: Should we start panicking now?

Squit: Yep, good idea.

THE END!

Hope you liked episode 2 of my fanfic series. See ya. Thx for reading.

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