RoomMates

AWKWARD

A/N: Today my friend went on my phone to find that I was looking up the powerpuff girls. She had a lot of questions but you'll see why I did it in this chapter. Lastly, I went upstairs to my sisters room to find her rapping tøp's the judge, IM SO PROUD (I taught her well). Anyways, enough about me. THANK YOU GUYS SO FUCKING MUCH. I hope you had a fucking bossome day and i hope you enjoy. Wish me luck, I'm going to be on a bus for seven hours tomorrow.
I'm back (I finished this chapter after I got back and let's just say I had serious fucking motion sickness on that evvvvviiiillll busssss).

Cody's Pov

Coming back downstairs with a smirk on his face, Matt greeted the suspicious looking Felix. "You look like you did something evil, spill".
But knowing he just put an ornament of a naked woman on Mark's door, and seeing that Mark and Jack had dissapeared, he ignored it "where's buttercup and blossom?" [THIS IS WHY. I COULDNT REMEMBER THE POWERPUFF GIRLS NAMES] Ignoring his question.
"taking Chica for a walk" he paused, inching towards him before continuing "now tell me what you did" Matt pushed.
    He gave a nervous laugh "there may be or may not be a
naked hoe hoe hoe on Mark's door?" While Cry eavesdropped on their conversation before casually joining in.      
   Thinking out loud, he shook his head as he joked "Why do I-" wanting to say 'why do I love you' but quickly repeating it, except replacing the sentence with "why am I friends with you exactly?" Breaking his already broken heart into more pieces than earlier.              
   "Because I'm fabulous—" cutting his sentence off to gasp as he places his hand on his chest, the finished and lit up tree catching his eye.
   "Pretty ain't it?". He nodded in awe. It looked so good, especially with Cry's ass next to it since he went to place the first present under it.    

Meanwhile, Mark and Jack were walking Chica side by side, their [I WROTE THERE AND REALIZED IT WHEN I EDITED IT FOR THE THIRD TIME] arms touching as they walked down the sidewalk, ignoring the world around them.
  "I'm so excited for Christmas this year" Jack said brightly, the evening sun accentuating his beaming smile.
"yeah, I'm already planning this years Christmas party to be the best one yet". "Yay, I honestly can't wait to spend it with everyone I love" he would've added on 'especially you', but since he knew he would never feel the same, he decided against it.
His words made Mark's heart flutter, he was glad to see that Jack was this excited. For he too, also couldn't wait for the party.
    The two smiled as they made there way side by side in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company and taking in the 'beautiful scenery' around them as they happily walked.
     A wind swept over them, causing Jack to shiver (since he forgot a sweatshirt).
    Seeing this Mark stopped walking, handing the leash to Jack and earning himself a confused look as he took his jacket off and wrapped it around him.
     "Take my jacket, you're cold". Jack's nose tinted an almost invisible shade of pink while he was slightly shivering.
    "But Maerk, you'll get cold without it" "I insist, take it, I'll be fine".
Giving a reassuring smile Jack sighs and smiles back before putting it on.
    "Thanks..." Jack mumbled, arriving at the street where they would stop for today, and start to walk home.
"Wait Jack look!" Mark whispered in his ear, making Jack look in the opposite direction just long enough for him to scare him and give him a wet Willy (at the same time), afterwards, running away with chica at full speed towards their house, "OH YOU'RE SO GONNA GET IT NOW!". "You're gonna have to catch me first".
Oh you cocky son of a bitch.

Mark arrived home first, still a ways away from the out of shape Jack, not even breaking a sweat as he ran into the house.
     Without thinking, he quickly got chica off of her leash and ran upstairs into his room. Without any thought, hiding himself in the closet.
    "MARK YE FOOKER". Mark was trying his hardest not to chuckle as the Irish boy shouted and bounced around the house.
    A smirk spread across his face as he saw the small ones green floof appear in front of him. "Mark?!" He asked, opening the door to the closet to find him with an evil smirk on his face.
    Mark froze up, unable to move and feeling slightly nervous as to what he hoped to happen next.
    But before Mark could do anymore Jack pushed him against the closet walls, leaving a mere gap between the two.
    But just as Jack was leaning in he chuckled softly before moving his hand, grabbing the blow horn he hid out of his pocket and blowing it without a care in the world.
Causing Mark to cover his ears and slide to the floor as Sean backed up, well, as close as he could get to it. Because as the others watched from aoutside the closet it looked as if the two in the closet were just blowing everything. Jack, the air horn and Mark blowing Jack himself. Well, that's at least what it looked like.
In reality Mark was just sliding down the wall. Even though secretly, in their minds they would love to. Maybe not the blowhorn, but you know what I mean.

And with that Tom came running up the stairs, walking into the room to find Jack pinned down by Mark as the others watched from beside the bed, laughing their asses off.
For a minute before Tom came into the room, Mark stood up, grabbing Jack's shoulders and pushing them both out of the closet as pinning him to the bed with a devilish smirk on his face.
Author's note:
The next chapter should be funny
SHOULD. Not that it will, but it should. I'm back from d.c and guess who's a part of the SQUID SQUAD? THIS BITCH