As we left, I noticed a small crowd forming in front of the hotel next to us.
"Everyone give it up for Tennis Ball!" we heard one of them scream, getting louder as they neared the end of the sentence, nearly screeching the words "Tennis Ball."
Screams and cheers are immediately heard, becoming almost deafening. Aaliyah waved for us to come over, wanting to know who this "Tennis Ball" is. To be honest, I did too.
When we finally reached the small crowd, we saw a girl juggling about seventeen pineapples while standing on a lamborghini. Not only that, but this girl, Tennis Ball, was also unicycling on top of the car.
My mouth dropped open in amazement. I couldn't take my eyes off of Tennis Ball; it was like I was hypnotized.
Suddenly, Tennis Ball disappeared into a poof, making all the people who were watching her gasp in surprise.
"Jesus, that was spooky." Mr. Gay said. He looked down at me. He shakes me, but he doesn't get a response.
"I wanna be just like her when I grow up," I realized, before breaking free of Mr. Gay's grasp and explaining my plans to Jaxon.
In the background, I heard Aaliyah tell Mr. Gay, "There's no harm. Let them be, Dad. Just lead us into the place. They'll be fine. Probably."
Mr. Gay sighs, finally leaving us to be. He walked them in, but was stopped by the super buff bouncer in front.
"Those two back there, they're underage. They can't come in. You can't either, just saying."
Sy cleared her throat purposefully. Aaliyah glanced at her, wondering what she's up to. Sy took out her phone, and quickly texted someone.
A few seconds later, the bouncer got a call.
"Hello," the bouncer said, before a voice screamed out. He glanced at us before replying, "Let them in? Are you sur-"
In response, we heard a panicky voice scream through the phone, "NOW!"
Grumpily letting us through, the bouncer opened the door for us.
"Sy, what'd you do?" Aaliyah asked her, both curiosity and fear in her voice.
"That's the beauty of a secret," Sy told Aaliyah, winking, "I don't have to tell anyone."
With free reign, we strutted into the club. When the bouncer closed the door behind us, I finally saw that it's not just a bar, but also a strip club.
My face froze in disbelief. "... the fuck is this, Mr. Gay? Do you expect me to enjoy being here...?"
"No... but it's still a fun place! Just, ignore all the people trying to hit on you."
"Whatever. I'm gonna get something at the bar." I said, splitting away from the group. Jax happily followed. Mr. Gay ran after us, almost getting lost in the crowd as we were trying to lose him.
Once Aaliyah and Ms. Sy arrived, she saw us ignoring Mr. Gay.
"Hey, pretty lady." An old geezer whispered to me suddenly, "Do you want me to be your slave for the night?" He rasped, trying to make his tone seductive.
"God fucking dammit, me." I muttered to myself. I coughed, then continued. "Who would want to be your slave? You're way too gross."
"Aha get fucked, pedo." Jax tried to back me up, which made Aaliyah shake her head in shame.
"He wishes he could get fucked that easy-" I tried to say, but was soon interrupted by Ms. Sy.
"Oh my god, look it's Kim Kardashian! So much booty!" Sy screamed, making the old man frantically look to where she's pointing, in fear of missing the bootylicious woman. While he ran away, she snickered, "I knew he'd take the bait."
Mr. Gay's eyes nearly shot the man down as he left, but he calmed down when he drank a shot of Screaming Orgasm. He grunted, but soon spoke. "Jax. Leave. Forever. And never come back."
"Well, he is your assistant, so..." Aaliyah said, explaining that there are consequences.
"Well, then he's fired."
"Well... I'm not even getting paid... " Jaxon shrugs.
"Don't fire him. If you fire him, I... uh... am no longer your niece?" I butted in, defending Jax.
Mr. Gay gasped. "Fine. But.. uh.. Jax.. you should bond with your gay buddy, Rem."
Sy gasped as well and silently muttered, "A new ship!?" She smiled evilly and grabbed Jax by an arm. "Let's go!" She shouted to the world and leads Jax over to Rem.
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Short, but the next chapter will be long asf, 3k words i think
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Misterio / SuspensoJin, a 14 year old, lives inside of an insane asylum. She's lived in boredom in this, and I quote, "shithole of a place," desperately trying to find something that would satisfy her urge of wanted excitement. She would often look towards others outs...
