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STORY CONTAINS MENTIONS OF MURDER, NSFW, CURSING VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED


STORY CONTAINS MENTIONS OF MURDER, NSFW, CURSING VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED

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Chapter Thirteen, YES DRILL SERGEANT pt 2











(Didn't want to type the whole dance thing, deal with it)

They all sighed with relief and stretched their sore bodies. They had been dancing non-stop for the past three hours making Duncan frown and quickly move to the radio before shutting it off. Courtney gasped and covered her mouth before quickly running next to the punk male.

"Duncan, what are you doing?" He crossed his arms and turned toward Chef.

"Like Master Chief said, if one of us drop's out we're done for the day." Chef growled towards the male before quickly hopping off the stage and stalked towards him.

"WERE DONE WHEN I SAY WERE DONE! NOW DROP AND GIVE ME TWENTY!" He rolled his eyes and rolled up his sleeves before falling towards the floor and started doing push-ups.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Duncan looked up towards Chris who sat on his beach chair to the side.

"Eat my ass." Duncan spoke before continuing his push-ups.

"ANYONE ELSE GOT ANYTHING TO SAY?!" Gwen raised her hand causing chef to look at her.

"Yea-uh can I go to the bathroom?"


TimeSkip


Gwen stood in the bathroom wearing yellow gloves and held a mop.

"Not exactly what I had in mind."


TimeSkip


Everyone sat in the Cafe and looked at all of the pages of paper on the table I front of them.

"Ain't no way we're doing an essay." Duncan muttered causing (y/n) to laugh.

"For your next assignment, you will complete a three hundred word essay about how much you love me. ANYONE WHO FALLS ASLEEP OR FAILS TO COMPLETE THE ASSIGNMENT WILL BE ELIMINATED!" He chuckled Emily before leaving the room making Duncan frown and look at his two lovers.

"Man this some bullshit."




Time-Skip to 1:00 in the morning~





Everyone either rubbed their swollen eyes, yawned, and or fell asleep. D.J. collapsed onto (y/n)'s thighs causing her to look down and shake her head before rubbing his head.

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