Super Simulator

Chapter 25 - Wanna Watch Porn?

"Um, Emera. We have to tell you something . . ." Bailey and Richard said. I just got out of the shower, wearing a sweater and leggings. My hair was still wet.  I left my glasses in my room. I stared at the green eyed couple.

"What shit did you do this time?" I asked them. They looked down at their feet, almost as if they were ashamed.

"We, uh, might've sneaked some tequila in Jason's orange juice," Bailey admitted. My eyes popped out of their sockets. What?! WHY? "We would've asked Stacie since you were in the shower, but she was helping Chase redo his room," Richard said.

"Oh god, WHY did you put alcohol in Jason's orange juice?" I asked them, sending them a death glare. "We thought it would be funny! Which, I mean it is, but he needs someone to babysit him now since he is-" Richard was interrupted as I heard a shout from the kitchen.

"JASON I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FREEZE YOUR BALLS OFF IF YOU DON'T STOP WEARING MY GIRLFRIEND'S BRA!" I heard Marcus shout.

"Oh brother," I mumbled as I pushed past Bailey to get to the kitchen. I walked in to see Jason on the counter top, dancing while wearing Carlyn's bra. He kept on having a force field as Marcus was throwing icicles at him. I face palmed, how much alcohol was in his orange juice? Definitely too much, that's all I could say.

"Jason!" I shouted. He stopped, and I could see oranges peeking out from the bra.

"Thank god," Marcus muttered. "Get your boyfriend to stop wearing my girlfriend's bra!" he told me. "He isn't my boyfriend," I glared at Marcus. He rolled his eyes, "Whatever, just get him off!" I pushed him aside and used telekinesis to float the bra off of Jason. I had to unclasp it.

Isn't this the guy's job? This is harder than I thought. Not to mention I never, not in a million years, thought I would have to do this. Man, who knew this was so hard to do?

"What? No! This is harassment! You're leaving me uncovered! I feel so violated! Stop!" Drunken Jason said, trying to keep the bra on, struggling to clasp it back on. The oranges fell out and landed at Marcus's feet. He just stared at them. "Shit, how am I supposed to explain to Carlyn why her bra smells like oranges?" Jason must reallllly like oranges.

"No please! RAPE! RAPE! I feel so naked!" Jason said as the bra finally reached out of his grasp. Marcus rolled his eyes, "EVERYONE'S SEEN YOUR NIPPLES JASON! JEEZ!"  I laughed. I'm surrounded by idiots. Jason got his arms to cover his, er, nipples. "RAPIST! PERVERT!" He kept screaming. I floated the bra over to Marcus as he nodded to me and took it.

Once he was out of sight I walked over to Jason. "Jason get down!" I begged him. "Don't you want to see a show?" He wiggled his eyebrows. Oh god, "I'm not Richard, now get off the furniture!" I said. He huffed as I threw a shirt that I found on the floor- which I assume is his- at him. It hit him in the face.

"I'M LEGALLY BLIND!" he shouted. "JASON PUT THE SHIRT ON!" I shouted. He reluctantly did so, as I dragged him down.

"You're going to your room," I told him.

"Mmm I see," he hummed. I rolled my eyes, this is hilarious, but I wasn't amused.

"Wait! I have an idea!" he said. He ran away from me, as I chased him. "Zoey!" I passed by her. "Help me!" She ran after me as we chased him. We were too late, he jumped into the pool.

"IMMA FIND NEMO! GET ME MORE ORANGE JUICE!" He began, uh . . .Finding Nemo. "JASON!" I screamed as I jumped in after him. My clothes became soaked, just great. "I CAN'T SWIM!" he shouted. I rolled my eyes, he was in the shallow end, near the steps. I dragged his arms as he started screaming. "NO! The disabled kid will have to be found by a depressed guy and a mentally ill woman! And his mom and siblings were already killed by a cannibal! Let me do it!" he screamed. "Thanks for ruining oranges and Nemo for me!" I said as we reached the top of the stairs and got outta the pool.