"The monkey is night-night, I repeat, the monkey is night-night." The owl whispered in a harsh tone."Oh my god, can you say something that doesn't make you sound like a two year-old?" The pig groaned.
"No, now let's bomb this monkey." The owl said and crept through the living room. The pig rolled his eyes in annoyance but proceeded with the mission. Both the owl and pig clutched a bag of marshmallows and cotton balls in their hands. Meanwhile, a monkey was fast-asleep on the couch, hungover from the night before. The owl snickered and opened his bag quietly, the pig too.
"On 3!" The pig whispered.
"1..."
"2..."
"3!" The owl screeched and started throwing marshmallows at the sleeping monkey. The monkey sprang up and took a few seconds to process what was happening.
"You guys are so going down!" The monkey shouted and used a pillow as a shield. The owl and pig ducked behind a couch and tried to avoid the monkey's attack.
"We have to take him down!" The pig yelled.
"I'll try to get him!" The owl promised and stuck his head out of the couch to see a glimpse of the monkey. Before he could dodge, a pillow was thrown in the owl's face and made him fall backwards. The owl groaned dramatically and clutched his stomach in pain.
"No, Evan!" The pig screamed and slid to his friend's side.
"Tell my wife, that I love her." The owl whispered. The owl sighed and closed his eyes, letting his tongue fall out.
"No!" The pig weeped. Evan silently chuckled and opened his eyes to see the ending of the 'battle'. From what he saw, the pig tried to roll to the next couch but crashed into it. It gave the monkey enough time to hit him in the face. The pig stumbled backwards and clutched his heart, tripping and landing on Evan.
"Ow!" Evan yelped. The pig let all of his weight on Evan and trapped the young man.
"Dead people aren't supposed to talk." The pig commented.
"Look who's talking, Tyler." Evan rolled his eyes. He pulled his mask off and shook Tyler off him. Tyler yelped and Evan examined the mess the three had made.
"That's what you get for messing with me!" The monkey exclaimed.
"Whatever Marcel, you only won because you're only able to be beaten by getting hit with a pillow twice and you hog the pillows to yourself." Tyler snorted.
Marcel shrugged without care,"I'm still the best."
"What the hell is going on here?" Craig said as he woke up from the same couch Marcel did.
Tyler got up,"Evan an I were just attacking your sore-loser boyfriend." He explained.
Marcel blushed,"We're not dating!" He yelled.
"Are you sure?" Evan wiggled his eyebrows.
"Marcel, Jesus, I'm pretty sure they know already." Craig said. He walked up and to Marcel and kissed him. We cheered and Craig brushed past everyone to get to the bathroom.
"Damnit, I said the wrong thing." Marcel groaned.
"Dude, just stop denying it, just act like a couple around us dude." Tyler said. Marcel shrugged and went to the hallway to apologize to Craig.
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At the Wrong Place, At the Wrong Time-A Banana Bus Crew Fanfic
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