(finally finished making 600 meatballs)
Nash: DID IT START?!
Everyone: NO!
You: Cameron! Can you help me put this on the table?
Cam: they better be good...
You: shut up and they are
You: **quitely** keep yourself calm your not going to yell. Your not going to yell.
(Cameron jogged over to kitchen and takes the tray of meatballs to the table full of boys)
You: Make sure the boys don't eat them!
Hayes: I want to help...
You: get the ice tea from the fridge.
Cameron: don't eat the meatballs Matt.
Matt: it was just a taste, gosh....
Hayes: I want to do more than that...
Cameron: STOP EATING THE FUCKING MEATBALLS
(Matt, Carter and Johnson muffle words)
You: Hayes, no offense but your clumsy.
Hayes: I am not!
(You rolled your eyes and Hayes went to get get the ice tea to prove to you he's not clumsy)
Hayes: see!
(Hayes trips over his untied shoelaces and the ice tea spills all over the floor)
(Hayes looks up and gives you the best 'oops' look)
You: I told you now clean that up.
Hayes: that doesn't count. Give me one more try. Pleaseeee
Cameron: (Y/N)! THEYRE EATING THE MEATBALLS!
You: no Hayes! Clean the shit up!
(Hayes sucks his teeth, got the mop and started to clean up)
Nash: DID IT START?!
Everyone: NOOO!
Cameron: (Y/N)!
You: WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT?!
Cameron: THEY KEEP EATING THE FUCKING MEATBALLS!!!
You: BOYS STOP EATING THE FUCKING MEATBALLS THATS ALL IM GOING TO COOK!
Gilinsky: THESES ARE GOOD ASS FUCKING MEATBALLS
Shawn: I prefer muffins but this will do
Carter: PASS ME THE MOTHERFUCKIN' MEATABALLLA!
(Nash jogs into the kitchen and slips on the ice tea that Hayes spilled)
Hayes: **laughs** you dumbass.
Nash: aww, I need a new shirt
You: you just spent 30 minutes changing.
Nash: I need a new shirt. I can't post selfies with this nasty shirt. Thanks a lot Hayes
(You laugh because Nash is more worried about his shirt than the hit he just took to the back of his head)
Hayes: how do you know that was me?
Nash: your clumsy. Duh. 2k babies.
Hayes: that doesn't make any sense
You: Nash that joke is to 2000
(Nash and you high five)
Hayes: you guys are jerks.
You: alright let's make like Frozen and LET IT GOOOOOO
Nash: that was cheesy
Hayes: that joke is old
You & Nash: LIKE 2K OLD?!
(You and Nash laugh as you high five again)
Cam: STOP EATING THE FUCKING MEATBALLS YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!
Matt: (Y/N) CAMERON IS CURSING!!
You: Cameron stop cursing!
Cam: they keep eating the fucking meatballs and it's my duty to keep them alive!
Hayes: go change your shirt you nasty
(Nash jogs back up stairs to probably take another shower just to change his shirt)
Johnson: (muffles words with 4 meatballs in his mouth)
Cameron: oh don't do it....
(Carter laughs)
Carter: Johnson we can't hear you. You have balls in your mouth.
You: oh my god.....
Cameron: CAN YOU STOP EATING THE FUCKING MEATBALLS?!
Johnson: nope
Gilinsky: Nahhh
Carter: I'll try but it feels like I'm on drugs
Matt: I don't think it's possible at this point. It's too addicting
Cameron: that's it I gave up
Nash: DID IT START?!
Everyone: NOOOOOOO!
(You finish making the lemonade and you walk over to the table)
You: alright here's the drinks...
(You see the empty tray and immediately get mad at the guys you turn your head to the Cameron)
Cameron: **smiles with meatballs in his mouth**
You: Run...
YOU ARE READING
•• Magcon Imagines ••
FanficEvery Magcon boy there is. Old Magcon, to be exact Highest Ranking -- Magcon imagines: #44 || Imagines & Preference || NOTES: You should read all of the imagines... You'll get smarted by .02% **all written by me unless told otherwise**
