WHAT IF?

The Bad Boys Club-ATL: Revelations

The time has come for these Bad Boys to make their exits from the ATL Bad Boys Club mansion.

Authors POV:

It's the bad boys last night in the mansion. It's also Drake's birthday. At 8am, Trey ran into Drake's room and loudly singed happy birthday. Drake was sleeping deeply. Justin stuck his head out his bedroom and scanned the hallways. Justin saw Chris with a strange look on his face.

"Is that Trey?" Chris asked.
"That's Trey? I thought there was a goat in the house." Justin replied with a chuckle.
"Oh my god, Trey, shut up! You suck!" Drake chuckled.

Trey got mad and yanked the covers off of Drake.

"That's it! You're gonna get it!" Drake yelled and ran after Trey.

When Drake ran out his room, Laurent smacked Drake in the face with a cupcake. When Drake fell to the floor. Trey, Justin, Chris, and Laurent laughed. Larry ran out his room and said,

"I heard something fall."

When Larry saw Drake on the floor with cupcake crumbs on his face, he burst out laughing. Drake sat up and wiped the cupcake off his face and said,

"Y'all are crazy as hell."
"Happy birthday!!" Everyone happily shouted and piled on Drake.
"Aaahhh!!" Drake screamed.

Larry and Laurent went downstairs to the confession room.

"Hey everybody. Guess what? It's Drake's Birthday and we got a special surprise for him." Larry said.
"We sure do. Oh, oh! I hear people coming. Gotta go." Laurent added and ran out the confession room.

Everyone gathered in the kitchen except for Drake.

"Listen up, Chris, I need you to get Drake out the house and keep him occupied. Come back at 8pm." Larry said.
"And do what? I'm broke." Chris complained.

Larry bent down to his feet and pulled out of roll of money from his sock. Larry handed Chris forty dollars.

"Ew! I don't want that stinky money!" Chris complained with a disgusted expression on his face.
"Shut up, and take it." Larry said and threw the money at Chris.

Everyone laughed. Larry continued..

"Laurent, I need you to call Diamonds of Atlanta club and pay for the strippers."
"Got it." Laurent replied.
"Justin and Trey, I need both of y'all to decorate and clean the VIP room." Larry ordered.
"And what you going to be doing?" Justin complained.
"For your information, I'm handling the grocery shopping." Larry replied and stuck out his tongue.

Drake entered the kitchen and noticed everybody stopped talking.

"Why y'all so quiet?" Drake asked with wondering eyes,
"Nothing. Aye, how about we go kick it? I'll take you wherever you wanna." Chris asked.
"That's cool. Let's go." Drake replied as he left the kitchen with Chris,

Once Drake and Chris left the house, everyone else got busy with their duties.

When Drake and Chris returned, all the lights were off.

"What happened?" Drake asked.
"I don't know. Let's go see." Chris replied.

Trey ran out of the house and ran up to Drake and Chris.

"Trey, what's wrong?" Chris asked.
"Justin tried to fix the lamp and he got electrocuted. All the lights went out! Come on!" Trey explained in a panic.
"Oh my god!" Drake replied and ran into the house.

Chris and Trey followed Drake. Once Drake entered the house, all the lights turned on and everybody yelled,

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DRAKE!!!"