Me and Mr Topp.

Pt 2.

Shayne stood against a wall and pulled me to his chest as he rested his chin on my shoulder. Slowly, his hand ran down my arm and grabbed the ring. I was surprised by how open he was being but I also realised that we had done more and not one of the team had blinked. Then Shayne seemed to need to do something so I moved forward and watched as he got to pick something out. All I did was watch Shayne head out and fail at making Ian laugh. I just fist-bumped Shayne and headed out myself. The two drums were lifted and I looked forward with my glasses then being taken off and I put them onto my head. I began to play a random and unrecognisable tune on the drums as well.

"Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the newborn moon? I don't know the rest of the words..." He spat the water out at my out of tune singing and he just looked at me with defeat in his eyes. I smiled like a child and walked playfully behind the screen. It felt nice but suddenly we were all out and looking at the camera.

"My favourite was definitely Keith just because I had no idea what you were doing but I was probably most surprised by Aphrodite." I bowed and next was Olivia. I had no clue what to do but I took off my sandals and waited. I ended up being third.

My foot stomped and she looked at me. Her body had shown that she was trying not to laugh but it was close. "INSINUATE MY MOTHER IS A LLAMA ONE MORE TIME AND I WILL SHOVE MY FOOT SO FAR UP YOUR COOTERVILLE THAT YOUR GRANDKIDS WILL ALWAYS HAVE THE TASTE OF FOOT IN THEIR MOUTHS." She laughed when I said cooterville and it seemed worth it.

Shayne was up next and he looked like he was just about getting into character as I walked behind the divider and he strutted out as soon as the go-ahead was given. She laughed and his top was soaked so I gave a look of being grossed out. He hugged me to his chest and I wiggled free. Eventually, the round was over so we had to walk out again.

"I think that Courtney was the one that went out the most but I mean, I feel bad for Shayne. I covered him in my saliva and water." I laughed at her comment.

"Shayne is used to girls spitting." He pretended to wrestle me and I laughed. I was so ticklish and I had gone years without him knowing and suddenly it was all over.

"Stop thinking with your clitoris." He joked and I had to laugh even more. The next round occurred and it was Keith.

"Aaaahhhh." Ian was doing something and as I cast my eyes across to the screen and laughed at what he was doing. The giggle escaping from my lips.

Next, it was me though and I shoved a doll up my dress and held it there. I waddled out and the timer was started.

"Hey, so, this is true. Completely true. When I was at school and it was a Church of England primary school. Year 3 or 4, so I was like 8? Anyway, a book told me about how black babies were made so let me tell you. Adam and Eve moulded babies out of the earth and then cooked them but sometimes they had to do something so the babies got burnt and so black babies were made. Anyway..." People were laughing and Keith was so close. The baby up my dress dropped and it was white.
(This book really exists and I actually did read it in year 3/4 of my primary school.)

"Oh, this baby is undercooked." I picked it up and shoved it back up. As I walked off I took it out and threw it over his shoulder so it landed just before him.

"Cook it for longer," I spoke with a deep voice and he spat the water out and all over the baby. He was still laughing. As I moved and picked the baby up he got to his feet and hugged me as I laughed and held the baby.

"Did that really happen?" I nodded and he laughed a little harder. It was nice but not as nice as Shayne who was laughing behind the clothes. "Bless your school." I laughed and walked behind the clothes as well. Eventually, the round ended and it just so happened that Keith enjoyed mine the most.