I stood in the bathroom.
ROTC Cadet: Hey Bruno!
Bruno Mars: Huh?
Then farting made a funny sound. "Prrrrrrrrrrt,"
Bruno started chasing me down as I slipped and fell off on the floor.
ROTC Cadet: Great! Now the floor is wet.
15 minutes later,
Bruno Mars: Where did you end up cutting the cheese?
ROTC Cadet: I don't know.
Bruno Mars: Very funny cadet.
ROTC Cadet: Hahaha can I just fart outside?
Bruno Mars: Really? Alright, go ahead.
ROTC Cadet: Yay!
I farted outside as fast as I could.
Then I went inside the apartment where I stayed next to Senior Chief's room.
ROTC Cadet: Alright you win! I'm definitely grounded.
Bruno Mars: Haha of course you are. Grounded I guess.
ROTC Cadet: Thank you Bruno.
I was in my room with smurf loads of Military posters.
Bruno came in and asked. "What's the dealio soldier? Seems like you're ready for something?"
I looked back. "What is it?"
Bruno Mars: Future soldier training Farty pants.
ROTC Cadet: You're very silly Bruno. What? Future Soldier Training?
Bruno Mars: Yes dear, you need to get ready.
ROTC Cadet: Can I not fart?
Bruno Mars: I know.
ROTC Cadet: Future Soldier Training?
Bruno Mars: Yes.
ROTC Cadet: Oh no I'm going to miss the pizza I ordered. Anyways I need to get my stuff packed.
Bruno Mars: Okay take your time.
ROTC Cadet: Okay! Thanks Bruno.
He waited in the car for me to go in and put my stuff in the trunk.
I packed my clothes, toothbrush and some other stuff for the future soldier training.
After packing some stuff, I opened the trunk and placed it inside.
I was ready to go as Bruno Mars drove me to the recruiting station.
The next stop,
US Army Recruiting station.
At last I was not late, I had separation anxiety as Bruno came in to stop by.
Bruno Mars: This is your first day of future soldier training sis. You'll do fine.
Bruno gave me a kiss on my forehead as he hugged me.
I gave him back a kiss on his forehead and hugged me.
When it was time to go inside, I sadly said. "Bye Bruno!"
Bruno drove away as far as he could.
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Bruno Mars Fiction: Military Worries
Teen FictionI was telling Bruno Mars about how the Military will be like so He was opened about it. Well of course! Instead of farting after the training, why not we hang out first. Bruno lectured me, grounded me because He thinks I was a farty pants but man! H...
