That night

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*time skip*

That night, Jonathan brushed his teeth (after finding his toothbrush in the vacuum cleaner and his full toothpaste buried in the bin) and went to bed. Although, he couldnt sleep. He had only one thing on his mind.

Ali.

And also, Sock was in the shower next to his room singing the chorus of What does the Fox say? really loudly. Jonathan rolled over and tried to block out the noise.

Sock was enjoying himself. He stood in the shower, clothes and all singing on the top of his lungs. He opened the shower curtaina nd realised it made a noise every time he opened or closed it. He continually did that, creating a lovely, screeching contrast to his song.
He finished one song and started the next. Barbie Girl.

Once he was bored of that, he turned on the water in the sink and the bath, hoping hed flood the house. But, just to add to the fun, he emptied every bottle of shampoo, soap, conditioner, shving cream, toothpaste, you name it, into the bathtub. Now this should spice things up.

Jonathan had enough of Socks noisiness, so he shoved on his headphones and cranked up the music. Pretty loudly. And he lied there until sleep came.

During the night, sock floated around the house making ghost noises and flicking lights on and off, particularly Jonathans rooms lights.

You may be wondering, wouldnt his parents notice all this happening? Well, no. They were on a really long buisness trip. They wouldnt be back for another few months yet. they had entrusted Jonathan with the house, and called him frequently.

*time skip*
The next morning, Jonathan awoke to the cool, feshness of water. He took off his headphones and opened his eyes. The whole floor was covered in water and bubbles. Oh no, Sock had gone way too far. What would his parents think when he got home? He then turned to look at the time...

7:45! The bus arrives in 5 minutes! No time to worry about Sock, time to get to school.

He thrashed around the house, throwing on clothes and gathering stuff. He ran out the door and up the street. And he reached the bus stop. He waited.

And waited.

Waited some more.

And more.

He finally decided to check the time. 8:30. School would've already started. Then he checked the date. Saturday.

Seriously? S. E. R. I. O. U. S. L. Y.

He now noticed all the people staring at him. The bus doesnt go to that bus stop on weekends. And he had all his school stuff ready.

He ran home, and found the door unlocked and open. He realised that this was his cause. A trail of water was running down the street from his front door. He went inside and closed the door, dumping his bag beside it. He groaned wandered into the loungeroom and fell on the couch.

As today was Saturday, Sock was nowhere to be found. His day off.

Drat. How is he going to fix the floor?

First of all, he got up and turned off every tap. Then he grabbed all the towels, clothes and absorbant items he could find and dumped it all over the floor. Then, he threw out all the things destroyed by water damage.

Maybe everything will turn out alright. Maybe, when he gets his hands on Sock, it will be the end of it for Sock. Again.


Man, admin is sick AF and its late, so this chapter is real shit.

Anyways, gn need le sleep.

BTW, working on mephi x reader. your welcome.

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