Mario and Luigi (Cake)

Job Struggles and Costumes

·STILL CALUM·

Chris grabbed me by my shirt, pinning me towards the hard red brick walls. "What do you mean you don't have my money?" He asked in a low angry voice.

"I-I failed to get it, please Chris I'm begging you to not do it!" I pleaded.

Chris smirked as he reached through his pocket pulling out a sharp pocket knife, placing it on my neck. "Get him good Chris!" One of his sidekicks commentedm Chris grinned. "So any last words?"

"I.. I-I love you Luke Robert Hemmings." I said softly as I closed my eyes shut.

Chris chuckled. "That is so sweet, and so is revenge my friend." He slowly at first started to slit my throat but was tackled to the ground.

I leaned off the walls and quickly touched my neck revealing a small amount of blood on my finger.

Looking up I see a big figure shadow infront of me. "W-who are you?"

"If I show you who I am, you'll probably be scared." A deep husky voice spoke out.

I shook my head. "You can trust me."

The voice chuckled. "If you say so." I stood there in curiosity waiting for the figure to show itself. The person finally stood up and lifted up it's head exposing themself.

"No way!" I couldn't believe my eyes. I pinched myself about 5 times to see if I was just dreaming but they were still there. "Your the-"

"Ninja Turtles we know." Leonardo smiled as he was cracking his knuckles from beating up Chris who is apparently unconscious on the floor.

"But how did you and-" So many questions ran through my mind, I was just so confused.

"No questions please. Just be glad your safe from that guy." Donatelo said.

"Who was that dude anyway?" Michelangelo asked.

Raphael nudged Michelangelo. "That's none of your business Mikey!"

I sighed. "Well if you must know that was my ex-boyfriend and his sidekicks. I owe them money every month and I failed to get them $500 and.. you know the rest from what you saw earlier."

"That's terrible!" Donatello commented

"He's a dick anways, well thank you for saving me that means a lot to me, to know my 4 favorite heroes of all time saved my life." I said.

"No problem, we better start leaving before the police finds us." Leonardo replied as he looked around.

I nodded. "Before you go, I just want to know if I can touch you?" I asked.

"Um.."

I placed my hands on Michelangelo's face, feeling it and smiling through the whole thing.

"Calum, what.the hell.are.you.doing?"

My eyes shot open as I realized my hand was on Mali's face. Pulling it away quickly I laughed nervously. "Erm.. sorry."

"What was that?" She asked.

"Nothing I swear." I replied quickly as I removed my sheets off of me.

She looked at me wierdly before shrugging it off. "Just wanted to let you know that there's breakfast on the table." She informed.

I nodded. "Thanks, you can get out now."

Mali glared at me. "So freakin rude." She mumbled as she opened my doorknob exiting my room.

I sighed in frustration as I was pacing back in forth in Diana's bedroom. "What am I going to do?"

Diana rolled off her bed as she bended down reaching through her stuff in her draw. She pulled out $300 that was wrapped around a rubber band.

Diana turned to me and bit her lower lip as she handed it to me. I shook my head. "No I can't."

Diana raised her eyebrows. "Really? Wow most people would just like run away with it." She said as she lowered her arm.

"This is my problem and I have to solve it myself." I said fiddling with my fingers.

Diana nodded and putted her money back to her original hiding.

"I could just get a job, but then again... I probably won't make a lot." I thought.

"Well actually my uncle is the manager of Pizza Wrecks. They would pay you like.. $30 a day." Diana suggested.

My eyes shot open, I rushed over to Diana cupping her face. "You are best! Thank you thank you!" I smiled and giving her a big hug.

*******

"Step right up and try our finest Hawaiin Pizza!" I shouted as I danced on the streets with a large arrow pointing at the restaurant.

"What the hell do you think your doing!?" A voiced yelled out.

I turned away from the groups of people entering the restaurant to see a mascot dressed as a Cheese Pizza from Pizza Palace."

"What does it look like dumba......" I stopped sentence and gave a sheepishly smile to the little boy passing us. "I'm trying to get customers poopy!"

"Your stealing ours away!" The boy yelled.

Is you okay? "That's the point." I said flatly.

"Nice costume by the way." He said  sarcastically and laughed at my costume, comparing it to his.

I glared. "Your just mad because my pizza is better than your shitty garbage."

"Oh yeah well our crust makes yours look like.... crust." He chuckled.

Face palm. "Are you always an idiot, or just when I'm around?" I asked.

"Your momma is so dumb that she has to use her fingers to solve 1+1!" He hollered.

Is this bitch forreal?  "You know you should really work on your insults and how to make them better and shit."

"Oh your going get it!" He threatened as he rolled up his black sleeves.

"Come at me and I'll do the Ralph Macchio crane kick at you biatch!" I shouted.

·Pizza Wrecks - Calum Hood, fired.
Reasoning: intense violence against a teenage boy in a cheese pizza costume.
·Next stop: Starbucks.

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