🔪 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐁𝐐 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐜𝐞 [𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙊𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨]

Trouble at the Dingo

When we arrived at the Dingo, it was real nice! For a while.

So yknow we sat our asses down and we blew straws at the waitresses. I watched some tramp try to hit on Soda but I told her she a dirty hoe and she ran out and cried back to her momma.

"H-How dare you!" she cried. I watched with pure joy as her mascara ran down her filthy face.

Everyone knows the only dirty hoe around here is ME. And Soda seemed to agree.

By agree I mean he blushed when I got rid of her.

Anyways I ordered nearly everything on the menu- for such a small, delicate Bee, I could eat a lot. Steve and Soda sorta stared at me the whole time. Because of the food or because of my hot movie star looks? Who knew?

"Wow, you sure can eat a lot!" Soda snickered. I continued stuffing my face with the sloppy joe I was eating.

"Slow down baby, you're going to get a stomachache." Steve said. I rolled my eyes.

"Like you don't eat just chocolate cake for every meal." I argued.

We were having a grand ol' time- really, we were, despite the constant tension between Steve and Soda, who constantly seemed to fight for my glorious, unadulterated attention. Until we heard tires screech outside...

Guess who walked in. Stupid fucking socs. God, I hate them! My only reason being that they buy Prada instead of Gucci. I mean who does that??

They eyed the whole restaurant, until their dirty eyes landed on MOI.

"Oh, look who turned up. The stupid bitch bee." one of them said. He wore a red madras and I was practically shaking at how bad it paired with his purple bracelets!

Steve immediately stood up. "Fuck off."

"Make me." the red-madras little shit sneered. Whoopsie daisy, things were gonna get messy!

That's when Soda also stood up, and you'll never believe what he did- he really clocked him square in the jaw. It probably dislocated.

"Oh my god." one of red-madras's little cronie cried. "You've done it now!"

Then he and his other little friends ran off like the pathetic worms they are. I spit in their tracks and hugged both Soda and Steve.

"My heroes~!" I sing-songed, and kissed them both on their toned cheeks! I watched both of their faces go red. It was like a funny game at this point, who's face could get the most red!? Johnny still won, so far.

"D-Don't sweat it." Steve rubbed the back of his head.

Soda raised an eyebrow at him. "What did you ever do? I was the one who punched him."

"Well Mitch kissed me and that sure makes me feel like a hero!"

I laughed and giggled. The sun was starting to set, so they both walked me home.