Your POV.
Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt, bzzt, bzzt, bz- zt.
Fuck. It's time to get up and head out.
"Google...?" I groan out.
"Right here, (Y/N)." I hear my dresser's drawers being opened, so I assume he's infront of me.
"What time is it...?"
"It is currently 5AM. We have a long way to go, so I calculated the times we should be up, packed, and ready to go. We should arrive in California by 2:30pm." He puts some of my clothes in a suitcase.
I give him a look. "Did you take in the fact I need to eat, shit, and take a break from driving to prevent highway hypnosis and not die because I've been sitting for too long?"
"... We should arrive in California by 6pm." He gives me an awkward smile, and I giggle.
"Thank you, Google. Now, lemme have a small breakfast, n' then we can go." I get up from the bed and head out to the kitchen.
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"Mark, stawp that! I'm on your team!"
"Hey now! You enabled friendly-fire!"
"Auuughhh!"
Ding dong.
"Hahaha, can't get me now-"
BANG.
"... Holy shit, who's end was that?!"
"Mine. Hold on, guys..."
"... Dude, I don't think you should see. Get something to defend yourself and call the police."
"....."
"Mark?"
"Mark, are you there?"
"......"
"We need to stop recording and call someone-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!! GET OFF OF ME!"
"MARK?!"
"MARK, THROW SOME PUNCHES AND CALL THE POLICE!"
"I CAN'T- GET TO- MY-"
BANG.
Thud.
"... Holy shit."
"I have the police on the phone. Mark, stay with us. They said they'll be by soon."
"I'm... not dead... just...."
Heavy breathing was heard, and then some footsteps. They were too heavy to match Mark.
"... I gotta... go..."
"Mark, don't. Stay on the call-"
Bl-ip.
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Your POV.
"Google, what time is it?" I kept my view on the highway and the several- "Come on! Arsehole!" -idiots on the highway.
"It is currently 7am and 10 minutes past when we should have left."
"I'm sorry for taking a last-moment-piss-break! I used to hold it in when I was a kid, now I got issues." I sigh.
"No need to apologise, and I am sorry to hear." Google's voice sounded sincere. Man, I need to be nicer to him...
"Augh, it's alright... Can you connect to my Spotify, by chance?"
"Certainly. What playlist would you like to listen to? You have '13 YR Old's Insanity', 'LARGE', 'Funky Kong's Jam' 'Mi-"
"FUNKY KONG, FUNKY KONG!" I shouted to him.
"Selecting 'Funky Kong's Jam'." Google tilted his head up and the entire playlist of Donkey Kong 64 started playing, starting with the rap.
He-he-here we go!
"(Y/N), why did you not want me to finish list of the other playlists? You have many more."
So they're finally here, performing for you-
"L-Listen. You were gonna say an old... friends' name... that I didn't wanna hear right now." I grip the steering wheel tightly, then resume to a comfortable grip.
If you know the words, you can join in too-
"Oh."
"Yeah... Sorry, Google. I'm... I'm very cautious on the road, and driving to California with these arse heads all over... kinda stressing me out a little."
Put your hands together, if you want to clap, as we take you through this monkey rap!
"Would you like me to release a lavender scent?"
Huh!
DK; Donkey Kong!
"As much as I'd like to say yes, I'll fall asleep within minutes of smelling it, and that's no good."
"Valid point."
He's the leader of the bunch, you know him well-
"Google, why did you have to write down... you know..."
He's finally back to kick some tail-
"Safety."
His coconut gun can fire in spurts-
"How come we're talking about going to California in the open air, then?"
If he shoots ya, it's gonna hurt!
"We are taking a road-trip, don't you remember?" He puts a hand on my thigh, squeezes gently, then puts his hands back in his lap.
He's bigger, faster, and stronger too, he's the first member of the DK crew!
Huh!
"Right, right..."
DK; Donkey Kong! DK; Donkey Kong is here!
"Do you think, uh..."
This Kong's got style, so listen up dudes-
"Do you think we're doing the right thing?"
She can shrink in size, to suit her mood, She's quick and nimble when she needs to be-
"I would hope so."
She can float through the air and climb up trees!
If you choose her, you'll not choose wrong, with a skip and a hop, she's one cool Kong!
Huh!
"Me too."
DK; Donkey Kong!
He has no style, he has no grace, th-this Kong has a funny face!
"I love you, (Y/N)."
He can handstand when he needs to, and stretch his arms out, just for you, inflate himself just like a balloon,
"I love you too, Google."
This crazy Kong just digs this tune!
Huh!
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