Nothing Lasts Forever...

Hey, it's alright. All things must come to an end. (24

 "What movie do you guys wanna see?"

 "UHM HELLO? GHOSTBUSTERS AFTERLIFE?" Sprite basically screamed, she was just your average Mckenna Grace stan nothing new.

 "The one with Mckenna?!" Sam joined in.

 "MCKENNA BUT NOT FINN? NAH Y'ALL SUCK." Michael joined the ranting duo.

  'God, save me please.' 

   Ranboo somehow managed to buy the tickets and food even with the three teenagers screaming at him about the cast. 

 "Here, take the skittles. Taste the rainbow, be the rainbow I guess?" He received a middle finger from Sprite for that. "Movie Theatre four," and with that the children were running across a crowd of people trying to get to the place they needed to be.

 By the end of the movie, you could tell 2/4 had cried at least once during the movie or more. "HOLY SHIT, THEY ADDED HAUNTED HOUSE IN THE CREDITS?"

"Haunted what now?"

"Old man wouldn't understand," Sam said rolling their eyes.

 "I took you to see this movie, be grateful. Also, do you guys want to visit the park after we get food or not?"

 "YES." 

 The small group settled on Mcdonald's due to the fact Sprite said she wouldn't eat at a homophobic place (chick-fil-a). Michael didn't eat meat (you guess). And lastly, Sam didn't complain at all they just wanted food. The whole ride there Sprite and Sam were blasting Haunted House saying 'It's the best song ever now stfu.' To which Michael disagreed but really didn't want to argue with a duo of demons.  Ranboo just sat with the chaos around him unfolding, he couldn't argue either. Tommy, Tubbo, and he were the same way around each other too. 

"Fries pleaseee" Michael said poking Ranboo's arm.

 "Alright, you two?"

 "HAPPY MEALS" The two screamed in sync.

 "You're both fourteen-"

 "And you're like 294739729, now give us happy meals."

  Ranboo just laughed at that. They waited a little bit before grabbing their food, Sprite insisted that they go to the play zone which was dismissed by Sam saying they were going to the park anyway. Yeah, like that's gonna stop Sprite. "SAM GIMME MY FRIES"

"YOU'RE GONNA MISS THEM IF I THROW THEM UP THERE"

 "NO, I NEVER MISS BITCH!" And with that Sprite's face was met with a bag of greasy fries. "SEE I DIDN'T MISS!"

 "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT LITERALLY HIT YOUR FACE?" 

 "DOESN'T MEAN I MISSED!"

  And as if it was meant to be, Sprite came falling down to the ground. A loud "OW" was the only thing you could make into words before she just started saying curses slurred together to make it nonaudible.

 "HA!" Sam laughed making an 'L' with their hands. 

  "YOU LITTLE AGH"

  "Guys, come on, we need to get you back to your house." The adult said annoyed by the fact the three teens had been avoiding leaving for the past three hours.

"Fine ya old bitch," Sam said slurring the words together to give it a 'southern' accent.

"LAST ONE TO THE CAR IS ROTTEN EGG!" Michael yelled starting first to run.

 "OH, YOU MOTHER- GET OVER HERE!" Sam yelled back.

 "SAM WATCH OUT FOR THE C-. THEY'RE NOT GONNA HEAR ME," Sprite screamed. Even though it was a red light, a drunken driver was heading full speed at the crosswalk. "SAMMY MOVE! RANBOO HELP THEM PLEASE, THEY'RE GOING TO GET HIT."