RoomMates

One Helluva Creamy Night

Covering Jack in chocolate syrup might not have been the best idea but Mark thought joining in would be fun. Unfortunately karma wanted to say 'hi' and bit him in the ass. Hard.
      Jack gasped as he felt the sticky liquid go down his shirt, grabbing the last bottle of whip cream, turning around and shaking the can as if his life depended on it before squirting it all over him.[( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)]
     "Ohhhhhh you're so dead" "not if you are Mark fischbach". (Thankfully) They didn't run around the house but instead played a mean game of run around opposite sides of the table while they glared at each other.
But at last, Jack had a realization. He could just go over the table. And so he made a risky move, waiting for an opportune time before grabbing the syrup off the counter behind him and launching himself across the table. Not only taking Mark off guard but making Tom, Matt and Ryan burst out laughing as they watched.
But the last two (Cry and Pewds) had their full attention on each other as they sat on the couch nearby, eating ice cream while adding more and more toppings as planned before-hand. Recording the two as they faught like wild animals.
Cry and Felix were on the couch watching the night before Christmas while they ate. Being weird, Cry sprayed some whip onto his and Felix's noses and of course their inner five year olds came out and they started trying to lick it of without letting all of it fall. It was surprisingly easy for Cry, Felix on the other hand....not so much. And the fact that Cry couldn't help but laugh at him definitely didn't help him.

But as Jack flew across the table he crashed straight into Mark [more like gay into Mark amirite?, no?, welp imma go kms] he barely made him budge.
"ARE YOU FOOKIN' SERIOUS" Mark took this as an opportune time to strike, saying "gotcha'!" Within a moments notice before he slowly dumped a fuck ton of sprinkles onto his head.
    Meanwhile Tom and Matt chased Ryan around the kitchen, a badly bruised banana in Tom's hand as he ran around and swung it at them while Matt made witty comments and acted way too fucking non-chalant about it.
"WHAT DID THE BANANA EVER DO TO YOU TOM" ry' shouted as the banana wielding Tom attacked him. All the while Matt watched .
"Man even Tom got to hit Ryan with his banana, come on Matt you gotta step up your game" Cry said, getting an eye roll and the banana thrown at him.
"EAT YOUR FRUITS You've been eating too much Swedish meatball anyway. I think you've been getting a little chubby" Matt remarked, getting a glare from Cry and a laugh out of everyone else.
"MATT WATTSON YOUR ASS IS DEAD". "NOT IF YOUR FAT-ASS CAN CATCH ME FIRST". Cry got up as fast as he could, running over and tackling Matt to the ground swiftly and safely.
"OKAY OKAY". Hearing that Matt was surrendering Cry inched himself off from him, still holding him down while Matt tries to breath , "Jesus fat ass".
Felix adding "Matt I think you mean JESUS DAT ASS, cuz gad dayum" getting a good laugh from everyone and a nervous one from Cry, who's face was tinged bright red in embarrassment as he scrrambled off of Matt.
And soon enough they started to clean up, all of them scrubbing the floor as they slowly regret the 'war between creamers'. Not to mention they looked absolutely ridiculous, but honestly didn't care.
For they were the best of friends, having fun and wholeheartedly happy.