"Maine payal hai chhankayiii ab toh aaja tu harjayii~~"
Harsh sang the moment he saw Naman aka MortaL enter the hall with his bowl of cornflakes. He was expecting the troublesome duo to pounce on him the moment he did so, but to his surpirse they didn't.
Oh well, little did he know, that the Bakchod Trio always have a plan up their sleeve."meri saansonn me tuuuuu haii samaayaaaa~~" Ajey continued and MortaL let out a deep breath as he tried hard not to retort to him, rather say bang the bowl of cornflakes and milk on their heads.
"Payalllll~~" Harsh sang again and MortaL looked up from his bowl momentarily, his eyes still drowsy but again, even wider open than the saucers on the table.
He tossed a saucer (not his eyes-) towards Harsh like a frisbee who dodged it right on time, and meanwhile Scout- who was just giggling and enjoying their antics for just once, received it right on his face :)"Jaa na laudee~~" Naman sang in the same tone as his, not pitying about the poor motherly soul who just got hit for nothing. Meanwhile the Bakchod duo settled at either side, sandwiching MortaL between them.
"Bhosdike, terese nahi patne waali Payal bha-"
"Na-na-na-" Ajey dramatically interrupted Harsh before he could complete his sentence meanwhile MortaL continued munching on his bowl of cereal very calmly as if they didn't just devise a plan to ruin his morning.
"-Bhabhi toh nahi hui na, kahan se hi hopayegi?" Ajey continued as he hopped down from beside him, "banda rakhi pe return-gift jo dene waala hai" he said, crossing his arms and smiling sarcastically."KYA BAKK RAHA HAI BEY-" 3 different voices exclaimed from around them in perfect unison, they weren't THAT sure that he liked Payal but...
BEHEN TOH PAKKA NAHI MAANTA WOH PAYAL KO-
Mortal looked up from his bowl of cornflakes (FOR ONCE BRUH) and passed Ajey a hard glare for his unfriendly comment."KUCCH BOLEGA TU YA SAANP LIPAT GAYA ZABAAN PE TERI-" Scout exclaimed as he moved up front, face-to-face with MortaL who let his bowl of breakfast wait for a little.
"abey woh-"
"NAHI BHAYI TUJHSE BOLA NAHI JAATA TOH KAAM BIGADA TOH NAA KAR KAMSEKAM" Nischay too, intervened and MortaL could only shut his eyes and breathe in, as their so called 'Co-creators' tested every ounce of patience left in him.
"AREY TUMLOG BAAT TOH SUNO MERI-" He said and waited for a few moments, expecting that the silence around him stays until he finishes off his side of the story but...
Aise kaise bhenchod?
Just as he was about to speak, he was interfered by Harsh's overdramatic shrieks, "Ab kehne sunne ko reh hi kya gaya hai?" he said, covering his years with his hands and making a very sad face (Daya ben lite)
"AREY BUT CONTENT-" he attempted to continue again but in vain.
Ajey rushed towards Harsh as if he had been hit with the most heart-shattering calamity of the century and patted his back, adding a few fake sobs of his as well.Sensing that they wouldn't want to listen to him, MortaL said "yk what? MAA CHUDAO" and with that, he walked off upstairs.....
Until he remembered that he had to keep his bowl back in the kitchen.
He unwillingly marched back towards the kitchen, trying to avoid his fellow creators for as far as he could, but he could smell all what was cooking up in their minds.
So as an instinct, he made a little jump (for momentum) and and almost ran towards the kitchen, followed by Abhishek's loud roars of laughter.
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The Content House || Yoothobers ||
FanfictionEvery morning when I start off with my day, I think about the life which I am blessed with. My surroundings, my Family and most importantly... my friends 'Friends are the family we choose for ourselves' indeed, and it's the purest form of relationsh...