Holy Frick it's been like 29 years but here's Chapter 11

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Rocketta and Cade didn't get that far before they got really exhausted and sat down on a bench. They had ran past the boi's classroom and almost got to the high school building a couple yards away, but Cade is an out of shape frick and got tired and sat down on a bench, but hey, it's farther than I ever would've been able to go. (Seriously though I tried to do that to test out my fat self's capabilities but I literally almost passed out)

Anyways, as they were sitting, Rocketta realized something. The boi couldn't just talk to doors. He was able to communicate with her, even when 7th grade Rock Language Class just taught you the basics. How can this be?!
"Uh... Mr. Boi?"
"Please call me Cade, none of that 'boi' business is allowed to be said aloud in the school or else you will be crucified."
"Oh okay then. Cade, how are you able to communicate with Doordina and I?"
"B E C A U S E W E A R E
T I G H T E R T H A N B A R K
O N A T R E E"
"Oh okay thanks! I was a little confused until now, now I'm just extremely confused. What does that even mean?"
"Yes"
"Ah yes, I see..."
"We should probably get going now, before Watson murders Doordina!"
The conversation just kinda ended there, and they continued their journey.

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