"SLOW THE FUCK DOWWN!!" - Whitty screeched, holding tight onto the car seat.
"No." - That was the only thing Ruv responded, sped up on purpose.
Somehow everyone else on the car didn't mind.
"WOOOHOOOOOO!!" - Carol poked her head outside the car and yelled, waving the flags she stole from Walmart (with Ruv's help ofc).
Garcello snored, basically in a deep sleep, too busy to care whatever the hell is going on.
"Guys is it possible for a robot to have car sick? Because that would be lit." - Hex said that casually.
The trip went on for 10 minutes until they arrived at a haunted mansion.
"This place? That's what the GPS said anyways." - Ruv pointed.
"According to my memories I found 69 seconds ago, it is!" - Carol nodded.
"K."
"Alright give me a weapon man" - Whitty took his hand out.
"Gotcha."
The bomb could have sworn he almost got impaled, but nevertheless he got a machete.
"JESUS! Does Sarv even allow these in her church??"
"Quiet." - Ruv put his finger on his own mouth.
"Um, what is this?" - Hex pointed at his weapon.
"It's a rifle." - The loud ass Russian man responded.
"How do you use it?—"
BANG!
The windows shattered as soon as Hex accidentally loaded the bullet.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD, THIRD TIME IN THIS MORNING!"
Loud yelling can be heard inside the house. The purple demon stepped out with an angry expression.
There was a pause once Daddy Dearest saw the familiar faces in front of him, well his past victims.
"What the fuck do you want, especially you Whitmore?" - He grunted.
"Where's Senpai?" - The bomb asked.
"Oh so you're looking for him, all of you? Well too bad, I'm not involved this time!"
Demon man then noticed the rifle Hex was holding, and gulped.
"U-uhhhhh, yeah I'm sorry, r-right this way!" - Daddy Dearest shaken in fear, leading them inside.
"That was easy." - No it wasn't from anyone, it was from an 'Easy' button Carol just clicked.
They followed inside the mansion, soon down the basement. What they didn't expect is Daddy Dearest was holding his hands up the whole time.
"Damn is he REALLY that scared of Hex?" - Whitty thought.
Oh speaking of the cinnamon roll, yeah Hex was still holding the rifle, waiting for a command. So long after that, there was nothing, it's best to say they wanted Daddy Dearest to shit his pants.
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Friday Shitpost Status
Thursday, May 7th, 20xx
10:01 am
big pp: Y'all where the fuck are the others??
i fucked your mom: what
Tanjiro's simp: Oh yeahh, Ruv said he has gone out for something, but I don't know what it is
big pp: Are you sure he didn't go on a killing spree?
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