Dee-Dee, Masky, and Hoodie were stuck with Jack, after losing a game of Miss Mary Mack.
Yeah, I feel bad for them, too.
Dee-Dee: here, we have the six hour loop video of Nyan Cat.
Masky: don't
Hoodie: try
Masky and Hoodie: anything.
Jack: aw hell to the no! Why you have to remind me of them PopTart cat niggas?!
Dee-Dee: -hovers her finger over the play button, mildly pissed off-
Jack: no, boo. Don do dat. -trembling-
Masky and Hoodie: will you answer the questions?
Jack: yea niggas. Yolo.
Hoodie: is it true that you entered the kitchen before we left to go to Walmart?
Jack: -tilts head-
Masky: -facepalm- you entered the kitchen, that true?
Jack: -tilts head once more-
Dee-Dee: .... Did you go to the kitchen? At all?
Jack: -headtilt-
Masky, Hoodie, and Dee-Dee: did yo nigga swag self go chill in the food room while us niggas went to the mart?
Jack: ya. I got me some swag food.
Dee-Dee: ok, uh..... -thinking- did you go to the fridge...... swag........
Jack: aw hell no. Got me some Takis from Merlyn's cupboard.
Masky and Hoodie: oh god. Dude, do you have a death wish?!
Jack: naw, the bae won't notice.
Dee-Dee: how many bags did you take?
Jack: the whole thing.......
Dee-Dee: that's like telling Jane that you ship her with Jeff.
Hoodie: you're gonna die anyway, so.... did you see anything weird?
Jack: nah bro, I be chillin there like Snoop Dawg.
Masky: who "chills" in the kitchen?
Dee-Dee: the fridge! -slaps knee-
Jack: I also stole yo cheesecake. It was on da couch.
Masky and Hoodie: leave. Now.
Dee-Dee: -jotting down notes on a nyan cat notebook with her hammer- I think that's a no.......
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Just Another Creepypasta Fanfic
Fanfiction(warning: this story has terrible grammar, autocorect mishaps, and parts where there are intense levels of swag. If you are to read this fanficton, please refrain from noticing said mistakes for now, since the author-sama of this book is a lazy arse...
