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Mikey's house

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Mikey's house

"That's mine!" I yelled while trying to grab my stolen Pepsi from Mouth's hand.

"Not anymore!" He retorted while taking a long, exaggerated sip. "That's so good, you really should get your own one." He spoke to me in a cocky voice with a smirk smeared across his stupid face.

"Stop being a prick and just give me it!" I quickly threw my hand out to try and grab it from him but he instantly raised his arm in the air so I couldn't reach the can. I scoffed at his actions and glared at him with a baffled look. "Are you actually kidding? Are you seriously this much of a child over a fucking lunch box?" I spat at him.

"Rain you fucking put glitter glue on my god damn lunch box. Glitter glue. That shit doesn't come off. This is mild payback for what you did." He spoke as he leaned his head closer to mine. "And it was pink might I add." He let out a scoff as he said the word 'pink'.

"I used washable glue smartass, which you should know since it was your glue that I used." I hissed back at him as I jabbed my finger into his Black Sabbath short sleeved shirt.

He stared at me for a second with a questioning sort of look until his mouth instantly snapped open once again. "You went in my room?!" He shouted in my face as his cheeks went bright red.

"No barf bag," I said in a tone that implied that he was stupid. "Chunk gave me it." An amused smile slid across my lips.

His lips instantly tightened as his head flew to the living room. "Chunk you assmunch! You went through my stuff?!" I ultimately cringed as a drop of spit sprayed from his lips.

Chunk looked over at us from the board game he was playing with Data and instantly had a scared look on his face. "It- it- it wasn't my fault Mouth-" before Chunk could even finish defending himself, Mouth butt in.

"Whatchu' mean it wasn't your fault? Of course it was!" He shouted over at him.

"She said she'd get me a milkshake if I did it!" He defended himself as he pointed at me aggressively. He then trailed off into his own thoughts before beginning to mumble. "Hey, hey wait a minute," he looked at me as Mouth continued to cuss him out. "You never got me the milkshake!" Chunk called.

I ignored the bickering that had now formed between Mouth and Chunk as Chunk continued to shout out that he was promised a milkshake and Mouth yelling at him for letting me into his room and being so naive, and quickly took my opportunity to snatch my Coke out of his hand, that was still in the air. However, Mouth's reflexes quickly tensed and he gripped the can with a harsh grasp while yanking his arm back which caused me to slam into him leading to both of us ultimately dropping the can and spilling it everywhere.

"Ugh Mouth! What the-" I was about to continue screaming at him until I slipped on the drink and crashed into him, causing us both to fall over.

"Ugh! Don't touch me!" I raged while standing up harshly. I now noticed my wet chest and looked down at my shirt where I could see brown stains all over it. "Look what you did!"

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