Let's Go On Tour (Crack Fic)

Part 9: Arm Wrestling Match Of The Century.

Billie gave Patrich a evil look, Pete walked over.
"When I say go, yew guys fight kay."
Billie nodded and grabbed Patrich's tighter. The pregnant potato didn't flinch, and looked like a angered bear.
"3. 2. 1."
Pete den screamed,
"GO!"
Billie pushed da bois hand and used all his power inside his punk soul to smash Patrichs hand on da table. He screamed and waited to hear the tap when Patrick's hand hit da table.
"Billie what're you doing?"
Billie looked up to see his hand smacked on table, Patrick beat him and he lost his precious red tie. He had been doing nuthing dis whole tiem, and he looked up at da preggo boi.
"PATRICKS USING HAX."
He screamed, and jumped on the a table like an angered child.
"RAGE CHILD LØLØLØL."
Patrick barked back.
"Urm.. Hello who ordered 6900 chicken nuggets?"
Billie saw de McDonald's man waiting, Billie grabbed Patrick's golden fedora threw at da man.
"THERES YOUR MONEY. GOOD DAY."
Billie quickly grabbed da food and soda and stepped on da gas. Billie turned da bus and dey were on da road again.

Billie turned around to see da fall out boys glaring at him.
"WHAT THE FURKCODJDDI!?'
Billie held up da chicken nuggys.
"Hay.. I got fud doe."
Patrich stared at billzor.
"Oooh yew bout to get beat up by a pregnant ladey."
He heard Trė say. Patrick walked over to the red tie dat was hanging happily on da wall. He took it and slowly ripped it.
"AH."
Billie dropped to his kees.
"BISH YEW SOLD MY GOLDEN FEDORA!"
Patrich screeched. Billie raced to da bathrum and closed da dur.
"ILL TALK TO YEW WHEN WE ARRIVED AR WINEHPEG."

"Wake up you need to make money."
Billie sat up, he fell asleep in da bathtub again.
"what?"
He said at da voice. He heard a knock on da dur.
"go away Pete."
Billie threw his eyeliner at the door. It opened slightly, and a little face poked in da room.
"Woo are yew?"
Billie stared at da boi.  
"WAKKE UP YOU NEED TO MAKE MOMEY!
The head disappeared and Billie panicked, he pulled da door open. Da scery creature was gone. Billie went back to da tub. Afraid. A second later Mike walked in.
"Yo da concert in Winnipeg starts in an hour, we're like, here."
Billie stood up and pushed Mike out, pulled out a black marker out of nowhere and wrote on the door.
"BILLIES BASE."
Billie threw da marker and went back inside his cozy base of operations.