they got to Paul of the park's house the next day and omg. He was so big and tall and looked kind of like a cardboard cutoutoutout but that's Ok!
"so whom is ready for paulpaul's music industree class?" he asked.
the real ffs were silent, but then like "oh, that's actually paul and not a cardboard cutoutout."
they sat on fluffy beanbag chairs while paul got out his smartboard that he had installed IN HIS HOME. "now imma teach you the doodoos and the dontdonts of fam if and only IF yer new album blows up..."
"first of all...NEVER WEAR JORTS!!!! THEY MAKE YOU LOOK HORRIBLE!!" paul hAYted jorts like he was getting so mad over jorts omg SO MAD. SO MAD over jorts paul was getting.
"k" said they.
'second of all.,,have a lit gram! post things all the time on ur insta."
jack already did this he loves to let his fans and fams know what hes dong on his gram!
"third of all...have FUM and don't be afraid to be ursefl!" paul finished. "now go record de album!"
"..thats it." they all.
"ya"
they left.
and went back to the altpartment to see if the three men could help them come up with song idears!
they opened da door. jow was MACKING out with his gf. gus was eating kale and practically making out with it. thom was OUTSIDE VAPPING and making un-LIT BEATS.
"ok let's go up in jacks room to hide." krab 2 suggsted.
"NO its fine we'll just wait for them to pay attention to us so we'll just stare at them." krab 1 said back. PAY attention get it. he likes money. lawl.
so they stared at all of them at once nd then they got uncomf. joy's gf zayned, thoms vape zayned and guys continued eating kale.
"y'all can i get uhhh some song suggestions???' pau asse
"uh yuh ummmmmm.....song machine broke." joe sadly stated.
"UNDERSTANDABLE, HAVEBA NICE DAY-" john said but jack bulled himback down.
"no come on we needa da songsos."
"you should write about ur gf!!! yeah....gfs......omg....i wanna make out with my gf again..."
they watched as Joseph from the musical band Alt-j ran outside in te pouring raine to make out with his gf AGAIN after five seconds dramatically.
"i guess i can rite about meg..." jack wondered on the doorstep.
"you should write about the addventures you've had in london so far! the judge judy...the party..." ggus said. wow. an insightful suggestion. was it the kale talkin?
"yeahhh..."jack made his weird face at all of the other men. "let's freaking lose it tonight my friends."
they RUSHED to jack's humble abode and started writing SO FAST the paper was on fire and they had to evacuate but it was raining so it was all good.
they called it...judy london.
"judy in london judy in lonDON! and also weird parties where thom is up to someTHIN! alt j played a snare but we didn't care..when i write songs we have LONDON in the air."
it made no sense to outsiders but to the ffmen it was arte.
they emailed...no...DM'ED IT ON MYSPACE...VINTAGE...to paul. he listened to it and his DR DRE BEATS ADVANCED HEADPHONES ESSPLODED.
"we gotta release thus rn." parkpaul grabbed his 14 electronic devices and opened insta, twit, spotfy, youtube, pandora, pinterest, tumblr, robarazzi, nevelocity, and dropped the song. every fan went WILD.
it became trending on youtube. all da cool celebs were talking about it. like joolie chin. she was INTO IT. "i might show the bee bee nine teen houseguests dis lit tracc," she told paerkpool on daphone.
parkpaul nodded and then scrEEMED at the ffs to drop another track. preferrably about bb. jack smiled and did the weird face again. fifteen minutes later....
"reality tv is KILLING ME, preferrably the show known as BB, my favorite guy is CODY, he is lit and hes not SUCKY, paul was mean to us and PAULIE, he forced him to be called YOBBY."
parkpaul sent it thru his 14 phonesagain and julie sent it in the house. EVERYONE ERUPTED.
"I THOUGHT AMURICA FORGOT ABOUT THE YOBBY INCEEDENT. IM SCREWIED!" EMOPAUL ERUPTED.
we have like fifteen pauls rn. lets break it down.
paul - normal regular paul. drummer.
parkpaul - the man from maximo. has a HAT!
emopaul - paul from bb18 and 19. emo.
cotinuing. emopaul made his DOGS in the house YELL THRU THE HOUSE AND YELL AT FFS! they took turnes.
alex yelled at jack. "you're not cool, dood."
christmas yelled at the krabs. "id HATE to find yew under the tree!"
raven yelled at john. "you're ANNOYING i HATE you and YOURE BF!!!!"
jason yelled at paul. "yee haw!" that is an insult in cowboy.
all five of the men who were insulted cried. nick was okay. no one insatled him. he had eenough suffering.
"don't cry john! you rock! you and steve are el-gee-bee-tee eye-cons!"
that made john feel better. now he was mad not sade. "Im gonna GO IN THEEEEERE AND BEAT ALL OF THEM UP."
"like mark almost did that. to joshy." nick told him.
"oh."
they went in ANYWAY. julie reached thru the phone and pulled the ffs BACK into the bb house for just a lil while. she lüked scared. "they're-they're crazy. they're gonna kill each other. you need to preform hAPPY SONGOS."
But suddbenly. There was a TRANSMISSION.
A. RADIO. TRANSMISSION.
It was from Dommy Knows.
"Hello. This is Alex. I have to report that we are making a new album called Always Ass Ending. I am sorry but it is better than ANYTHING THE REAL FFS WILL EVER MAKE!!!! Y'all ugly also. Good bye!"
Jack gasped. Paulofthepark gasped via Skype. Nick gasped in nickmoji. Everyone was shookethan.
"Well...... I guess we have to fight Dom Of Knows again......." Johnny Mac sighed.
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the real ffs (#Wattys2018)
Fanficin which Jacksfilms, Johnny Mac, Nick McCarthy, Paul Thomson, and two versions of Mr Krabs start a band to fight the forces of evil, make friends, and have fun. well, until Domino Records comes along. //it's supposed to be written badly//