𝙫𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 ; REKI & LANGA

chapitre 12

VIBING WITH A MENTAL ILLNESS;

gonna be rly short since I'm tired and this was a special kinda episode anyway 

"Stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky!" 

"Scary, scary, scary, scary!" 

"Stinky, stinky, stinky, stinky!"

"Scary, scary, scary, scary!"

"Those are your friends, right?" the older man looked over at his son who was stifling a laugh. 

"Yep!" he exclaimed, putting his hands on his knees. "That's t-them!" he breathed. His father let out a sigh in disappointment as he rubbed circles over his temples. 

"Why did I waste my time here?" 

"I dunno," y/n shrugged and started walking away. "See ya later, pops." 

"That kid is gonna kill me." he turned away and started walking to his helicopter. 

"That's the plan!" 

~

As he continued walking he could hear the loud bickering of the two adult skaters. He peered around the corner to see them in a hot spring. Not their usual bickering spot but it would do. 

"I'm so going to get that 20 bucks," he uttered with a smirk on his face. He was going to leave the two alone but he also wanted to know where Reki and Langa ran off to. 

Instead of doing either of those things, he put on the leaves and mud that Reki and Langa were running away from. He slowly walked over to the skaters, letting them take in the odorous scent. 

"What is that smell?" Cherry inquired, looking over at Joe. 

Y/n slapped his hands onto their shoulder and they both jumped in surprise. They looked over at the boy but with all of the mud, they couldn't even see his nose. 

"Joe..." he croaked. "Cherry..."

~

"It still smells." Shadow groaned as he sniffed his arm. Miya scoffed while he played his game.

"You're surprisingly delicate." 

"I work in a flower shop. A smelly employee is simply fatal." he retorted but Miya ignored him. 

"Same with restaurants," Joe added. Langa nodded in confirmation. 

"Yeah, but he was surprisingly fast." 

Nearby y/n rested his back against a pillar. He didn't want to tell them that he was in on the joke because then they would know that he could skate. 

Soon, his phone dialled and without looking he answered it. Unfortunatly, it was his father screaming at him. He held the phone away from his face and waited until he was finished. 

"That idiot friend of yours got out of jail!" 

"Sorry but cannibal guy isn't my friend." 

"Not him! Kim, I think his name was?" 

"You mean Carl?" 

"Yes! Him!" he exclaimed and the boy held his phone away from his ear once again. "You're both skaters so why shouldn't I think that you helped him escape?!" 

"Oh, heh." he laughed and hung up just as his father was going to continue yelling. "Hey Langa!" he called. All their heads turned to the familiar voice. "That person that was chasing you guys?" 

"Yeah?" 

"Wait how do you know—" Reki interrupted but y/n continued. 

"That was my friend Carl. I think cannibal guy helped him get out of jail." 

"Cannibal guy?!" They shrieked.