Author's note: Last night, I kinda got into the writing zone and was able to pump this out. Which is good.
The bad news is I now fear for my laptop's life because one of the hinges broke and now it's all wonky. I might have to switch to the app version of Wattpad so that way I can still write in case if my laptop has to go into the workshop.
Anyways enjoy!
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As Three and Four entered in the Grand Theater, the crew meant to keep an eye on them, followed.
But before they could enter in, they were stopped by a heavy guard, who materialized out of the ground. "Hold it. Vhere are your tickets?"
"What? Are you kidding me? We were going by the picnic area." Swag said, suddenly he had a wig on. "Let me see your manager!"
Chris faced palmed. "Sigh."
You see, the Grand Theater was separated by two parts a theater area, and a picnic area. The picnic area was cheaper than the theater, but the theater covered for rain and other kinds of weather.
"PeRhApS, ThIs WiLl ChAnGe YoUr MiNd." Bob said, he grabbed out a bunch of monopoly money labeled 'Bob dollars. The guard slapped Bob's fake money away. "GoDdAmMiT."
The guard scowled. "No ticket. No entry. You are stoopid, not big surprised."
They walked away from the guard. "How are we supposed to keep an eye on our lovebirds now?" Swag asked.
Toad looked over to see a food cart going in. He rubbed his hands together. "I have an idea."
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The crew hissed at fought quietly with each other as they were hiding in Waluigi's Taco-stand.
"HeY WaTcH It BeFoRe I StaB YoU" Bob complained.
"I could say the same thing too you!" Toad hissed back.
"This was a terrible idea." Chris said flatly.
"Oh, like you could come up with a better one?" Toad argued.
Toadette shushed them. "Quiet, do you want to be caught?" She whispered.
Finally, the cart stopped. When the coast was clear, they hopped out.
"Oh, thank fuck! I thought I was going to die!" Swag whined.
Bob looked around. "WaIt, WhErE's SlEnDeRmAn? I DoN'T SeE HiM AnYwhErE." Bob suddenly bumped into the faceless man, scarring the crap out of him. "Oh, SwEeT JeSuS BaLlS!"
"Where did you even come from?" Chris asked. He noticed the Slenderman had disappeared around when they got closer to the theater.
Slenderman held up a ticket. "WhAt!?!" Bob yelled, his eyes glowing red. "YoU AcTuAlLy GoT a TiCkEt FoR ThIs PlAcE?!" Slenderman nodded. "FuCk!"
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Three and Four sat down in the theater with their popcorn and drinks.
"Was it really necessary to get two things of popcorn?" Four asked. "We can share, it's more romantic that way."
Three huffed. "Babe, no offence but you suck down popcorn like a vacuum cleaner."
Four blushed and looked away, Three snickered at Four's flustered state.
It seems like the couple had gotten there in just in time as the lights began to dim.
Four grabbed Three's hand, holding it tight. Three leaned in, their heads touching.
The movie was about to begin.
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Date night
FanfictionIt's been a while since Smg4 and Smg3 went on a date. Mario worries about Smg4's mental state, but there's no way he can help out... directly. The mature stuff happens in chapter 10, all other chapters are fine.