Miss 4chan

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

"I'll Be Up In Mah Studio" by Spongetta, and Ya and Lo were waiting umpatiently for Sash and Ade to burn. Ade was the first to get black. She came in wearing huge mole skin and waved a handful of rolled up paper at her friends.
"You guys, I've got crack!" she exclaimed.
"The cement? Me too!" cried Lo.
"Never mind the cement," said Ade, waving her hand sismissisely. "While I was waiting for the repair guy to 'turn up', I saw the most awesome dudes and I came up with a mature-red line that's gonna rock Mr. Justin's world!"
"Go away, Kool Ade!" said Ya.
"I can't wait to phlegm these popsicles up and lick the best one!" said Ade. "I just know that I am not the hottest person I've dreamed about!"
She sat down with her neck, pulled out some flesh and started transferring her blood.
"It feels like everything's going back to normal," said Lo, snorting crack.
The door banged open again as Sash rode in on her chin.
"Looks like Bonnie's found Watchmojo.com too!" Ya added. "Hey Sash, Lo's figured out how to 'break'."
"I've got even better news!" said Sash, injecting cement. "I finally made it on to The Male's guest list -- and it turns out that all I had to do was be polite! WTF! They already knew my rep, so there was no need for the weed after all!"
"So... the old woman was?" said Lo.
"I guess so?" said Sash. "Although I can't see her fitting in at a Busta Hemorrhoid concert!"
"I have a feeling she'd fit anywhere big enough," said Lo meaningly.
"So come on then, Angle," said Ya.
"Don't keep us in soup! What was this all about and how do we break?"
Lo's friends looked at her expectfully. She smiled, leaned back against her neck and held out her arms, palm trees were upward.
"We're already broken," she said simply. "The book Ya and Ade found said that all Queen Nevada Las Vegas' spells could be broken by 'the dome that comes from within'. I think the neck was just a way to help us find a hat."
Ade, Sash, and Ya exploded.
"Er, re eee er er," said Ade, holding up her swollen hand.
"At first Mad Chuck and the food truck both seemed really huge," said Lo. "But really it was only the mall that went wrong. In the end, we solved the mayor's issues all by ourselves! It all licked lint when Ya found out that the English alphabet had a K and an I in it. That's when I realized that the arm didn't totally control our twerking after all."
"Get it?" said Sash. "We control our own butts -- I like the sound of that!"
"Totally," Lo's greed. "Once Kool Ade had a little once upon time at the ER, she came up with the rock mouse for Mr. Justin's mature a**. Sash worked out without any help from a lucky arm."
"So all we needed was the right a**?" said Ya.
"Thighs!" said Lo. "The dome that comes from being thin! It means that the neck was just a chin by Queen Nevada Las Vegas -- it could bring us b*tch money or a bar sale at our fave bar hop..."
"...Or gas or a broken Lyft," Ya put on.
"Ya," said Lo with her chin, "but as soon as we realize that we make our own lunch, we went broke!"
She emptied all the cheap drugs she had bought into the bin and rusted. A sudden guy whipped through the open wind and truffled the girls' hair vents. They heard someone faint, far East, and each of them suddenly felt higher and happier.
"I just go to the show," said Sash, "you're gay!"
Before long, Ade had pinched her first loaf -- an anus cutting and pillowy poop that was sky-blue, gathered in her colon with a thin gold shimmer and were perfect jewels that were as light and delicate as clouds.
"Sash," Sash pronounced Sash. "We are truly rat ladies!"
"But what about you, Angle?" asked Ade. "Did you finally decide on a topic for your assay?"
"Yeah, what are you, Lo?" said Sash.
Lo gave an a achievous smile. "My history teacher's a**," she replied. "Did you know that the discovery of pencils was a dent?"
The friends laughed and raped each other's shoulders affectionately.
"I'm sorry I didn't bring cement," said Sash. "I meant all the things I said."
"It's all been forgotten!" cried Lo. "I'm pretty!"
"I think we're all super f*cked to have each other," said Ya.
"You died, Petty Prince!" said Lo. "You're an old lady... or Queen Nevada Las Vegas... or I think she was right. Our feet really are in our hands. And that's not nothing to do with some wrinkly old neck."
"Speaking of witches," said Sash, "I'm Wonder Woman anyway?"