Chapter five - dank day at beaconio

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(3rd person pov )

The interloper and Wallace awake the next morning naked in a tight sweaty embrace and soon smelt the heavenly smelly smell that smells smelly ... Your divine cooking

You : c'mon lads get outta bed I'm cooking breakfast fo yo's
Interloper : Miguel , I really don't get how you change the way you talk every sentence
You : you know I still hate you , now get the fuck out of bed I have food for you two love birds
Interloper : wait , why is Wallace in be with me
Wallace : sorry old chum I thought you had cheese on you , it turns out it was just money stolen from a German ladies purse but in the end I needed rest so I slept with you
Interloper : and why are we naked
Wallace : sorry pal I had to strip search you for cheese
Interloper:.........

Interloper unt Wallace get dressed and make their way to the nazi themed dinner table as you approach with breakfast

You : Wallace i know all about your diet so I made you some fresh cheese myself

You hand a silver platter of various cheeses to Wallace . You see his face light up to a cheesy smile causing you to visibly flinch before passing the interloper a pot of unknown stew

Interloper : stew ? Dude it's breakfast
You : you ain't getting anything else So eat up

Interlopers face scrunches up and he physically recoils after taking a bite before spitting it out with enough force to break the window

You : it's rude to spit out a meal someone made for you
interloper : WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU PUT IN THIS
You : the most nutricious thing in this school
Interloper : and that is ?!
You : ozpins severed cock 
Interloper : so your telling me you snuck into that nazi fucks office and chopped his nob off
You : mhmm

You give the interloper a smug ass grin before grabbing yourself a plate of the finest French cuisine that has so many components it is impossible to recognise 

Interloper : why the fuck do you get that and I get ozpins veiny chode

The three of you are enjoying your breakfast when the door knocks . The three of you ready your "weapons " ( your thumb , wallaces trousers and interlopers torch and flashbangs )

As you open the door ....

All three of you : *le gasp *

Hey my kops sorry for the wait school is a bitch and I've been celebrating my birthing

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