(Cop throws Dylan into cop car and takes him to the local police department)
Dylan: Why the fuck am I here?
Cop: you know why you are here.
(Cop throws Dylan into a jail cell)
Cop: This is your new home for the next couple of days. or weeks. (Chuckles)
Dylan: I better be out of here within a week. Or you will see what happens.
Cop: Is that a threat? Cause that will only add more days to your little visit.
Dylan: Fuck this shit. Can I at least get my phone back?
Cop: No.
Dylan: Fuck you.
(Dylan sits down on the bed. He lays down and tries to go to sleep)
*1 Month Later*
Cop: Rise and Shine!
Dylan: Fuck off. What do you want?
Cop: Well, Your parents are here.
Dylan: Finally!
(Dylan goes home but still asks his mom why she would call the cops)
Dylan: Mom, Why did you call the cops?
Mom: You needed to be taught a lesson. This whole emo side is getting crazy.
Dylan: How many times do I have to tell you not to call me emo..?
Mom: You know its true and you cant deny. You have to accept the fact that you are sad and lonely.
Dylan: Think what you want because i am not lonely. I have friends and I'm not sad. I'm warning you right now, Don't ever call me emo again.
Mom: Let's just go home.
Rob: Agreed.
Dylan: Who the fuck said you could talk?
Rob: Who said you can curse at your dad?
Dylan: You're not my dad. Don't make me bring out that knife like i did last time you fucker.
Rob: *Chuckles* Ok.
(Dylan, His mom and Rob walk home and rest.)
Mom: Dylan, Are you hungry? The food in prison cant be that good.
Dylan: Please. Yes, I'm very fucking hungry.
Mom: Ill make you something, go to the dining room.
Dylan: Ok.
(Dylan walks into the dining room. Rob speaks.)
Rob: Hey Dyl-
Dylan: Don't fucking talk. I swear to god if you say something that i dont like, i will actually fucking cut your throat this time. And I'm not afraid to die.
Rob: I was just gonna say hi. Why do you always have to assume stuff? I'm your mom boyfriend so whether you like it or not, I'm gonna treat you like my son. Ever heard of the golden rule?
Dylan: Ever heard of shut the fuck up with this useless bullshit?
Rob: "Treat others the way you want to be treated" - Confucius. It's a principle. Or as many people say, an ethic of reciprocity. It means to treat people with compassion, kindness- the way you want to be treated. So let me tell you this, You cant go past life without suffering. You are never that lucky to survive. God has a plan for all of us, for you. So let god decide your faith. Treat others the way you want to be treated.
Dylan: Are you done? Jesus, This isnt a fucking summary of life before my existence, holy shit. Just say the damn rule, not every fucking word in the dictionary.
Rob: Did you even listen to anything i said?
Dylan: Yea. Thanks for wasting 3 minutes of my life. I could have been in my room watching pornhu-
Mom: You're food is ready Dylan!
Dylan: Coming. See what i did there?
