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"Fucking tuna noodle casserole!" Were the words uttered by Baby as she got whacked in the head by a flying ice cream scooper.

"I told you to watch out dude!" lolbit laughed.

"Its kinda hard to hard dodge incoming scoopers while simultaneously dodging the noodles Ennard is throwing at me!"

"WHY DO WE H-HAVE NOODLES OUT A-ANYWAYS? CAKES DON'T H-HAVE THOSE RIGHT?"

"Of course not Freddy! Don't be a donkus!"

"HUSH BON BON, IT'S A L-LEGITIMATE QUESTION!"

Baby picked the ice cream scooper up off the floor and threw it back at Lolbit. "I swear, this is literally going to be the worst cake ever. You sure you want this Enn?"

"Yes!" Ennard grinned.

"The birthday boy wants what he wants." Yenndo commented.

It was currently Ennard's birthday, and he wanted to bake a cake with all of his friends.

Ballora frowned. "And you're sure you want to put those DRY noodles in there?"

"Yep!"

"Alright, guess we'll just completely disregard the instructions then." Ballora tossed the box aside and Lolbit caught it. "Dude, we can't do that! You know what they say, you gotta do the cooking by the book! You know you can't be lazy! Never use a messy recipe, the cake will end up crazy!-"

"Stop! You're not allowed to sing that!"

"Shut it Foxy! We're not at home, dad's rules don't apply here!"

Baby slapped the cake mix box out of Lolbit's hands. "Well, sing your dumb meme songs all you want, but you heard the pretty lady! Disregard the instructions!"

"Did... you just call me pretty?"

"No!"

'Is it just me, or is it getting gay in here?"

Baby whacked Lolbit with the cake box.

A few hours later they have something that looked... kinda like food.

Well, not really.

Ennard was really the only one that would touch it.

Even Freddy wouldn't touch it. And he touches everything.

That sounded weird.

"You sure you guys don't want any?"

"Nah bro, it's all yours."

"YOU'RE T-THE BIRTHDAY BOY AFTER A-ALL!"

"Suit yourselves!"

Ennard then proceeded to shove a bunch of... um, noodle cake into his mouth.

"Ooh, I hawf a grwat ideamph, wets haff a sweepover!"

"A sleepover, huh?" 

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