Goth- HEY, PALE-
Fell P (imma call him this)- *turns around*
Goth- Holy shut that is not Palette, UH.
Goth- UH. NVM. BYE. *TURNS TO BOOK IT*
Fell P- *Wraps his arms around Goth* Heya...;).
Goth- OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP
Goth- H-HEY. RELEASE ME RIGHT NOW!
Fell P- Nah. I don't want to. In fact, Goth, this isn't like you...*holds up a dagger to Goth's neck*
Goth- !??!?!?!?!
Fell P- So I have to ask...WHERE IS GOTH?
Goth- W-WAIT, BUT I A-AM GOTH!
Fell P-...
Fell P- *smirks in realization*
Fell P- *Puts knife away* Well of course you are. Who else would you be?
Goth- *Sigh of relief*
Fell P- Surely, as MY friend, you know what I like to do in my free time?
Goth- *silently cries on the inside* NO matter the universe...PALETTE WILL FOREVER SEE ME AS A FRIEND ; -;
Goth- Uh...I can't remember...sorry.
Fell P- *Smirks*
Fell P- *GETS REALLY CLOSE TO GOTH*
Fell P- Well...I can show you ;)
Palette- *Walks in* GOTH, MR. GENO AND REAPER WERE GETTING WORRIED AND...
Fell P- *Stares at palette*
Goth- *GOTH.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING*
Palette- ...
Fell P-...
Palette-...
Fell P- Well...this is...weird.
Palette-...*Slowly takes out phone*
Palette- *dials a number* COME HERE. I NEED YOU. RIGHT NAO. *hangs up*
Cray- *BURSTS INTO SCENE* YO RANG????
Cray- *Stares at the 2 palettes*...holy shot...DON'T TELL ME YOU ARE MULTIPLYING?!?!?!?!?!
Palette- *TAKES OUT PAINTBALL GUN* GET AWAY FROM OUR GOTH RN, CREEP.
Fell P- *Puts up hands defensively* Woah, slow your role there, little guy. I only wanted to help Goth.
Cray- YEAH, AND WE GUNNA HELP YO *SS OUT OF HERE.
Fell P- I AM NOT LEAVING UNTIL I FIND GO-
Fell G (Fell goth)- *Walks in* Thanks palette for helping me look. I just don't know where that idiot is- *Notices fell p*..............
*awkward silence*
Fell G- Oh...OH HELL NAH.
Fell P- Sh*t.
Fell G- *STORMS THROUGH TO FELL P, GRABBING HIM BY HIS COLLAR* WERE YOU FUKING GOING OUT AND CHEATING ON ME AGAIN!?!?!?!?
Fell P- *TERRIFIED OUT OF HIS MIND* N-NO, I WOULD NEVER!
Cray and Palette- *in background, giving Fell P the "Seriously?" Look*
Fell g- *Huffs* We are going home. Thank you again, Palette. *Drags Fell P out of Room*
Fell P- HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEE.
*they leave*
Palette-...well then. Goth, you okay?
Goth- *Lying on the floor, blushing like mad*
Goth- *INTERNAL SQUEALING*
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Sanscest Crack
RastgeleBasically, Sanscest ships...On crack. PREPARE. I don't mean to offend anyone in this, or offend anyone because of this. Have some Spaghetti. And enjoy. Note: CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL CREATORS AND HISTORY. -This book will be written poorly...
