Steven: Chinese food! I'm starved! *eats some sweet and sour chicken*
Ken: Ahem!
Steven: I ate your food, didn't I?
Ken: Mm hmm!
Steven: Uh, where did you get this Chinese food from?
Ken: Fortune Wok on Washington Street! Don't try to distract me! Time to beat you up!
Steven: No! Please!
Ken: My hands are tied, Steven!
Steven: Let's see what the fortune cookie says! *opens a fortune cookie and reads it* You will get beaten up after eating someone's Chinese food! *gulps worriedly*
Ken: *smirks* Mm hmm! *beats up Steven*
Steven: *getting beat up*
Allie: The fortune cookie always delivers karma to those that deserve it!
Ken: *still beating up Steven*
Steven: *still getting beat up*
This story was written on Saturday, September 14th, 2024.
A/N Steven, the fortune cookie knows all! Never trust it! 😅😅😅😅 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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