Chapter 9

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by Amber2hip4011

by Amber2hip4011

"Well, it looks like we're the only ones left," Mark said, looking around.
"We haven't done anything useful recently, so I guess that we should go after them."
"Whatta ya talkin' about?" Jack said with a sudden New Yorker accent. "We've saved their asses at LEAST two times already!"
Mark grabbed Jack's shoulders.
"But there's no one else left! Barry and Ross are contemplating existence, and Arin and Dan are running off to Kool-Aid volcano... it's our time to shine, dammit!!" Mark exclaimed. Jack cleared his throat, his Irish accent coming back to him.
"Alright. I know a quick way to get there!" Jack ran off and came back with a bicycle with a child's seat behind him.

"Hop on!"

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We now return to the thrilling and mesmerizing adventures of Dan and Arin, where they... continued to run. God, I swear this story is going to go on for 100 chapters of absolute nonsense.

"So... you running for that volcano up ahead?" Dan question with a pause.
"Uh, sure, that works for me." As Arin picked up the pace, the duo heard a quiet "ding ding!".

"Oh my god, you're gonna crash into them!" Mark exclaimed.
"I DON'T CARE!!" Jack yelled.
"THAT ISN'T EVEN YOUR JOKE FOR FUCKS SAKE!!" Mark hollered back.
"NOT IMPORTANT AT THE MOMENT!!!" Jack yelled at the top of his lungs.

BOOM!!!

The four of them collided with each other as Mark predicted. Arin and Dan went soaring majestically through the sky, crashing into the candy corn road.

"Ow, my fucking head..." Arin said, rubbing his temples. Dan slowly got up and did the same.
"Wait a second..." Mark, who was somehow completely fine despite everyone else suffering serious pain, said as he nudged Jack, pointing to the two. Arin got to his feet, and lent his hand to help Dan stand as well. The two of them just kind of stared at each other, pretty damn confused.

"How the fuck did we end up in candy land?" Dan questioned.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??!?" Jack exclaimed, storming off in the other direction. "THE ANSWER THIS ENTIRE FUCKING TIME WAS HITTING THEM ON THE HEAD LIKE SOME CLICHÉ GODDAMN KIDS MOVIE?!!?!?"

Mark ran forward to the two dudes. "Are you two alright?" He exclaimed, and Dan shrugged. "Yeah, I suppose, but why was Jack here? Why are you here? And most importantly... why do I have these bruises all over me?" Dan asked, rubbing a particularly painful one on his neck.

"Uh... Honestly, it's best if you don't ask."