Once a notorious group of teenagers, the Brogres had to split their ways to live their lives. But not too long after (only 4 years), they pitched in and created a reunion that not a single one of them could forget.
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Nothing is more annoying than the sound of a bustling airport. People are yelling, grabbing their children, and pushing through crowds to the gates where their plane awaits them. Lots of screaming involved. But on one peculiar day in the JFK Airport of New York, so many people that were waiting for their flight to Las Vegas were confused. Mostly because of one thing... well, one person.
"Dafuq is that?" One of the people mumbled to themselves, staring at the person. That strange person had some type of mask that covered his whole head. It was a green mask with what seemed like green golf tees sticking out at where someones ears should be.
"Holy shit, is-"
"IS THAT SHREK?!?" A group of adults, 7 of them, yelled ran over from behind him
The man in mask mumbled something loud enough for the group to hear. "It's all ogre now."
He suddenly turned around and screamed at them, showing off the horrible ogre mask on his face. Busted out laughing, he placed his hands on both sides of the mask and pulled it off, revealing a man with blonde hair and a wicked smile on his face.
"Ian, you piece of shit. Go drink bleach." said the Asian from the group of adults. Grinning, he held his hand out to Ian. "How's it going, I Boss?"
"Pretty good, K Boss. " Ian took Kevin's hand and did the signature Boss Handshake. Ian looked around and asked, "Where's T Boss?"
"Right here, boss." A man shuffled forward from behind the group. Standing in front of Ian, he held his hand out and did the same. "Hey boss."
Ian looked past TJ's shoulder and waved at the rest of the five remaining ladies if the group. All of them were shaking their heads disappointingly.
"Hey, guys. Nice to see you all again." He said to them.
"Saaaaaame." Replied one them. She was a brunette and was wearing sweat pants, looked like one of those people who would straight up roast the living shit out of you.
"No, Shannon. That's my line." Another brunette said. Her hair was short and quiffed, as if she never got out of her childhood phase.
"Don't worry about it, Kayla." Shannon sassily replied back. "Just don't worry about it."
"At least she's not wearing sweatpants." Another one of them replied back equally sassy. She had blonde hair and she stood like she was royalty. She was... queen.
"Alright, alright. Can we break this up?" The last two girls stood between the two. One had long blonde hair with tips dyed in a different color. The other one had short dyed hair and both seemed equally annoyed. "Try not to cause another scene."
"Sam. Jess. Thank you." Kayla then said.
They all sat down, and chatted about what was new in their lives.
"Wait, what time is our flight anyways?" Jess asked while in the midst of a conversation dealing with the new dank-ass memes.
Everyone turned to Ian, expecting an answer.
"Um... ah... eh... I actually don't know." He responded.
"IAN!! YOU SAT HERE THE LONGEST AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TIME THE FLIGHT IS?!?!" Sam and Jess exploded.
Everyone else was roaring with laughter while Ian was being beat up by the two.
"So much for 'Don't cause a scene.'" Molly remarked while trying not to fall off her seat from laughing too hard.
BEEEEEEEEP.
Hello passengers of flight 17 bound for Las Vegas. The departure gate has been changed to 14-B andwe should be boarding in about 5 minutes. Sorry for the inconvenience and thank you.
"Well, lets get going! I flipping cant wait!" exclaimed Shannon.
The recently reunited Brogres quickly grabbed their luggage and ran off to Gate 14-B. As they ran, many innocent people's ears could hear them yell one thing in unison:
