Stay In School Kids

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A/N: THIS STORY WAS MADE A LONG TIME AGO I JUST UNPUBLISHED IT BUT NOW IT'S BACK UP READ AT YOUR OWN RISK IT'S REALLY WEIRD BECAUSE FREDWARD IS A WEIRD FELLOW MY FRIEND HELPED ME RIGHT THIS REMEMBER KIDS BE SAFE ON THE INTERNET

Someone messages Jamaree that day on Facebook. "Hey, wanna rape with me?" And he thought it said rap so he replied, "Soor met at the fottball feld?" The man says back, "Is that key for your anus? ;)" "Whots your anus? I thunk I hurd abutt it in scence class." "Oh yes the chemistry between us is strong." "Whots beteen us? I thunk ima go get meye mami."

Fredward's POV

I decided to look at the boy's profile again after I read the poorly written message he sent me. When I visit his profile again and it said it was no longer available. I guess he really did get his Mami.

Jamaree's POV

Me mami tuld mi I coodunt talk 2 thaat geye that mesejed mi

Fredward's POV

I have created a new account so I can hack Facebook and find out where my fellow raper lives.

Jamaree's POV

Eye gatta go to meye sooper kool football praktise so I kan get sooper buff and kool. Meye mami sed I coold stay owt layte tonite and hand withh meye awsom frends.

Fredward's POV

I have managed to find out where the so called Jamaree lives. I decided to ride my favorite pastel pink tricycle to his house.

Three hours later

Three boys catch my attention. One of them looks awfully familiar. Jamaree. I decided to approach the three little boys. "Hey Jamaree." I pedalled towards them until I heard a crack like noise. The plastic seat had cracked and stabbed me in the arse. "FAK!" I screamed. "Not my favorite tricycle I got from my Mami!"

Jamaree POV

Eye hurd sum1 sai meye nam butt wen eye toorned aroond i sal a man yelin becus his tricicle seet punturd his butucks. "Eye hayt it wen that hapens 2 mi" Eye wisperrd 2 meye frends. Thay nodded at meye exklamaychun. Thay noo eye waz reyet.

Fredward's POV

"Sorry I just wanted to meet my raping buddy is that okay Jam?" I looked at the little bot showing my never brushed yellow teeth. I need a mint though. I scratched my butt while I lifted my leg up and tooted. I started wafting the smell into my nostrils.

Jamaree's POV

Eye waz disgustid beye thiiis mann. He was pyutrid. "BOEE IF YUU DONY WASCH YUOORSELF" Eye screemd. Al meye frends laafed at meye state meant. It waz wrathe fune. Thiz geye needss to tayk a bawth, seereeuslee. I stol hes trisickle and starded pedleeing homm to meye mami fuur safdy.

Fredward's POV

I followed Jamaree to his house. Once I got there he was already inside. I knocked on the door and it swung open, showing little Jam. I was stunned at the boys bravery to tell a strange man to go clean himself. It kinda turned me on. "Sorry for the inconvenience Jamster." I stuck my fingers that I used to scratch my butt in my mouth then wiped it on his shoulder. "I couldn't bathe in the mall fountain today because they banned me from last time. Them bastards!" I spitted a little on the boy's face, making him flinch back.

Jamaree's POV

P hel noh. How dar this nastee bicth spitt on meye fac and wipp his slobberr on meye sholderr?? "Scus you liddle boee, butt doo but tuch mi evr agen. Liek srsly go wasch yuursalf b4 yuu tuch mi" Eye shuiit meye dorr and run in thie kitchin 2 tal meye mami. I waz scyared.

Fredward's POV

I watch the little boy through the windows of the house scurry to what I'm assuming is a kitchen. I scratch the back of my head then a real long and wet fart came out of no where and startled me to death, making me put my hand up to my chest. I really shouldn't have ate that half eaten bean burrito.

Jamaree's POV

Eye tolld meye mami abut the men outsed and hie hem wuuld nut lev mi alyun. Shi trutted utsed to yill at hem 2 lev mi ayun. Hem waz nustee and grosd. Leik ebdolay. I jest wuntid to rap witd sum1 butt hem waz 2 grosd 4 might.

Fredward's POV

The door swung open again showing a hot woman. She looked furious. "Hey Jamster's Mami" I eye raped her.

Jamaree's Mami's POV

"LEAVE MY SON ALONE YOU FILTHY ANIMAL BEFORE I CALL ANIMAL CONTROL AND HAVE YOU PUT DOWN AND BURIED IN MY BACKYARD LIKE THE DOG YOU ARE" I slapped the man with my hand that had 10 gloves on it so I'd stay clean.

Fredward's POV

Damn this bitch is hot, hot, hot! I pull out a dead squirrel I found out of my pocket and threw it at her. She screamed and ran away. I smirked. "That always sends them running." I step into the house without permission.

Jamaree's father's POV

"Lol nah brah u good get out."

Fredward's POV

Oh this bitch of a father wanna play huh. I drop my pants in front of him, showing off my pink dora the explorer thong that was given t me by my grandfather. I charge at him.

Massive daddy POV

I held the man by his head in place. "No nigga" I pushed him outside like bye Felicia.

Fredward's POV

Huh. That usually sends them running too. Odd. I run my tongue against my cheek till it flicked out of my mouth. I pull out the flip flops I had in my back pocket and rub them on his face then smack that fine ass of his.

Daddy's POV

I'm too strong for any of his moves.

Fredward's POV

I can tell he noticed how weak he is and is no match for my chancla skills. He had a man bun so I picked up the squirrel, took out his man bun then twirled his hair around the dead squirrel. Then I started dancing like a ballerina and singing Bob the Builder's theme song.

Daddy'es POV

"Bruh you're such a weak scrub" I wasn't impressed. He hasn't won my son yet.

Fredward's POV

"Uhuhugugu excuuuuuuuse you." I placed my hand on my hip."Jamster hold my hoops." I took my hoops off and threw them at Jamaree.

Daddy's POV

"YOU WANNA FITE M8?!!!"

Fredward's POV

"BRING IT PAPI!!"

Daddy's POV

I tackled the putrid man and threw his low scrub life out the door. I have gone into my hulk mode. He will be demolished.

Fredward's POV

God damn it. I'm just going to go home. I found my tricycle and pedalled off, not caring about the plastic poking me in the ass.

THE END

Remember to be safe kids. (((((: Send love to prince-luciano for writing Jamaree's POV.