Chap 2

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   LAst time on anime!!

   Pete get shot idk go


   Pete woke up (woke up inside) with a boner. What did he dream about? Nobody knows... Anyway he was like "Damn I got a boner. I gotta PISS...IN THE PISS ROOM." He walked out of his hospital bed but realized... THERE WAS NO PISS ROOM GASP.

   "Am I gonna have to pee on the floor?" Pete said to himself so that the laugh track would intensify and get louder than the voices already in his head 24/7. 

   But then guess who walked in!??@?! Krabby Patty! patrick stump golly gosh it all... "Yo wya Pete?" 

   "Right here you fucking dipshit."

   "Sorry that my mom dropped me on the head as a kid fifteen times a minute anyway you're in a jail hospital! Are those even real things? Who cares, anyway... The cops are letting you go so I don't have to bail you out and waste the last $200 in my bank account because I am so fucking poor..."

   "Oh that's cool," Pete said, rubbing his asshole on Patrick as he talked. 

   "Whatareyoufukkingay???" Patrick sighed, pulling Pete's cheek.

   Pete laughed but then realized something. "Wait, is Petekey better than Peterick?" 

   "Oh, eh, i dunno lol..."

   "Yeah, we know you're reading this fucking book, you emo teen, but anyway I guess this can work."

   ":3"

   Both of them walked around the jail for literally no fucking reason at all yes they're that autistic and came across an interrogation room. SOmebody was in there but who!!??!?!?!??!?! It was gasp Gerard Way of all people!!

   "Wait what why how who????" Patrick had soooooo many questions but no answers! kinda like the show Lost amiright anyone.

   Anyway, Gerard had the most rattiest, most resting bitch face ever considering he was being asked so many questions. But what questions!!!?

   The police officer in the room said, "Why are you forming this terrorist group, Gerard? Isis, really??!? That name's so stupid..." 

   Gerard's red hair was blocking his eyes. "This isn't dye it's blood lmfaooooo." That obviously wasn't the answer to the question, so the police officer slapped their dick in his face while crying, "TELL ME WHYYYYY BBY <3"

   Gerard wouldn't budge. "I'm gonna assassinate ALL THE EMOS >:) BC EMO IS DEAD NOW." Pete and Patrick were in plain sight of Gerard, and couldn't be seen or they'd be DIED :0

   They both hid underneath the huge window that Gerard could see. "Shiiiiiiit, cuz. What do we do!?" Patrick slapped Pete. 

   "STAY CALM GOD FUCKING DAMMIT STAY CALM..." 

   "But Pat, I'm mostly chill..." 

   "Oh, well I dunno what to do lol."

   "Wait, I just realized something."

   "What??"

   "Gerard said emo is dead."

   "Yeah, it is."

   "But, it's been dead for six years... Patrick, are we in 2010 or something?"

   "Hmmm, now that you mention it, Gerard does look a bit different than what he looks like now *cough cough* thatfuckinrat."

   "Huh, must have traveled back in time."

   "Idk."

   "Me neither."

   "Wait, Pete..."

   "Wat?"

   "That Ghostbusters song-"

   "YES!?"

   "-was released in 2016."

   "Okey."

   "But it's 2010."

   "Hmmm... That's strange. Lemme check Wikipedia."

   "..."

   "...it says it was released in 2010."

   "But Pete, anyone could've edited that page, it's Wikipedia."

   "Hey, it says 2010... What else is there to prove it?"

   "...You're absolutely right, Pete."

   "Now let's CRACK the case!!!1!111!" The laugh track began to play. 

   "God damn it, Pete."

   "HAHAHAHAHAHAH.... I actually have Terminal 7 brain cancer and I'm going to die in twenty days because my mom actually did drop me on my head as a kid multiple times."

   "Dat is so funnei Petey."

   "XD"

   

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