It had been promptly one week.
One week since Guanjun last tasted freedom.
One week since Guanjun last saw Leanne.
But he had more important things to worry about. He was about to face a panel of judges regarding his five hundred and thirty seven charges of (including but not limited to): drug trafficking, human trafficking, obstruction of justice, etc. Soon, the guard would come to collect him for his trial, and possible execution.
Tick.
Tock.
Beads of sweat started running down his face. Guanjun wanted to just get this over with, but no. The judges wouldn't allow it.
"Hey, your time's up," A voice came from outside.
Finally.
A guard of a black nationality unlocked the heavy metal door of his cell. "Ya ready, little boy?" Another slightly shorter one came up and asked him, sneering.
Five minutes later, Guanjun was in some random courtroom again, hands cuffed. The judge sure can take his own sweet time, he thought, watching the old man amble up the steps of the board and take his position.
It was starting.
"Chen Guanjun, you are accused of five hundred and thirty seven charges, they include drug abuse, drug distribution, drug trafficking, human/child trafficking, sheer stupidity, a slip of the tongue..." the judge droned on.
Meanwhile, Guanjun was already nodding off, and accidentally yawned loudly. The judge gave Guanjun a murderous look.
"You were also found with seven truckloads of ice in your possession. Having twenty five grams of ice is already enough to get you decapitated. What is your defence to this?"
"Umm.. where am I?" Guanjun asked aloud.
"Wakanda you stupid bitch. (Where decapitating someone is legal/ daily activity) Did you not take a look at the bald female warriors surrounding you?" The judge looked at Guanjun as though he was a stupid fish ( u guys do know that fish are the dumbest looking creatures on the planet, right? If u exclude Guanjun) (samuel ahh yes coz smarter looking creatures say "rei is cute") (btw kiera u still leavin kayden hanging bro)
Guanjun could not believe his ears. He was in Wakanda?
"Ohmygod Wakanda??? I am such a fan!!!!"Guanjun gushed."Wakanda forever!!!! Ohmygosh can I get your signature? Please please please? Pretty please with cherries and sprinkles and chocolate chips and nuts and bananas and caramel sauce and all that shit?"
"Is that all?" The judge asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Oh yeah! Whipped cream!" Guanjun's eyes were sparkling.
"Fine. If you manage to survive. Now, what is your defence to all these charges?" The judge sighed.
"Well...drugs are nice?" Guanjun offered.
"Yea, no. Since you have no reasonable reason, you will be executed. Now, choose. Decapitation, or death by burning/being made into terrible Guanjun-flavoured pizza?
"What noooooooooo! Please let me live! I need to get back to the love of my life!(BRO NO too bad)" Guanjun was on the ground, begging for mercy.
"Yea, no way. Choose, or the panel of judges will." The judges intimidated Guanjun and he sank to the ground.
"Fine. Can I at least get that signature?" Guanjun asked hopefully, brightening at the prospect.
End of Chapter 31: The Trial
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