Chapter 13

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I wake up the next morning, still entangled in Peewee's arms. I sit up and see the Teletubbies is still playing.

Oh my lord, is that the only show on this channel?

I grab the remote and turn on Keeping up with the Kardashians.

Peewee laughs, "You think this is better than Teletubbies?"

"Oh you're awake! Yeah of course I do. This show is intense!" I say.

"And Kim has a pretty nice bu--"says Peewee.

I shoot him a dirty look and he stops mid-sentence. He, if anyone, should realize that our every move is probably being broadcast to all of Panda right now.

"What? I was just going to say how nice her... burger looks," says Peewee.

Nice save, but I think everybody knows that Kim Kardashian doesn't eat burgers. Just hot dogs (ZING!).

The door opens and Hammy walks in,

"Guys, we should probably get going."

"Why now?" asks Peewee.

"President Snowman is starting The Games again. He thinks that they've been postponed for too long. If you guys don't get up and start preparing for the next round, you're going to end up humiliated," says Hammy.

I can tell he's being serious. He has a stern look in his eyes.

"What's the next round? I forgot," I ask.

Peewee shoots me the 'Are-You-Kidding-Me?' look, and I just shrug my shoulders.

"Reflexes," says Hammy.

Reflexes...Well I've got about as much reflexes as a carrot.

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