DISCLAIMER, MORE LIKE, DISSCLAIMER
THIS CHAPTER IS A LITTLE BIT DIFFERENT, BECAUSE, THERE WILL BE A FEW CUSSES, AND A LOT OF NASTY ROASTS, SO, YOUNGER AUDIENCE, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ANYWAYS, ON WITH THE CHAPTER
"So, when are you guys coming?" She asked.
"We'll be home by 3rd." Her mom told her.
"Nice."
"Sorry hon. You'll have to be home alone for a few days."
"No, I'm actually at my friend's house." She said happily.
"Really? Who are they?" Her mom asked, quite surprised.
"Chase and Marshall. I'm at their house, along with Rocky."
"Oh cool! I'm so happy you finally opened up. Anyways, i gotta go sign some paperwork. Bye hon."
"Bye mom. Love you."
"Love you more." Her mom said as she ended the call. "So, I guess I'm gonna be stuck with you guys for a while." She giggled.
"It's okay, we Won't mind." Said Chase with a smile.
"Anyways, what do you guys wanna do now?" Asked Rocky.
"Well, we have explored a lot of rooms, but." Chase stopped.
"We haven't been to the Game Room." Marshall finished. They both looked at each other and laughed. They all seemed to agree.
"Let's go then." Chase said as they went downstairs again, but to the game room.
"Welcome to Paradise." Marshall said as they opened the door to reveal a large room, with both physical games and also, IPads, PCs, PS4s, XBoxes, Wiis, Nintendo Switches, and all that stuff. There was even an artificial golf area like the one on Dude Perfect.
"Okay. This is probably the coolest thing I've seen all day." Skye said in awe. Chase booted up the X-Boxes.
"Wanna play a little fortnite?" He asked. The others agreed. They played a few matches and actually won the last one.
"Man, that golden burst is op."
"Yeah. Actually, I like it better than the scar." Said Chase, who then remembered something.
"So Skye, how many bedrooms do you have at home?" He asked her.
"Uhh, 2. Why?"
"Where will Rocky and Zuma sleep?"
"Oh yeah. That's a problem." Rocky realized. But, there's a Chance I may like him, and we could share the same room."
"Yeah. That could happen, but the chances are quite slim." The 4 went into deep thought.
"Hey, anyone wanna go for a walk?"
"You bet." Marshall said as the 4 walked out of the house and circled the entire street. At the end, they saw 2 familiar guys hanging out on the bench. A little too familiar. They approached them, but little did they know, the guys knew that the 4 were there, and got up.
"Woah Woah Woah, where you goin to?" Sassed the tall, big one.
"Stopping us from beating the hell out of that kid was a bad idea!" Shouted the smaller, more slender one.
"Why? Because he's gay?"
"Yeah."
"So what if he's gay? He's not gonna run off with your dad or something. Why are you bullying him just because he's into boys? At least he isn't like you." Chase said. The others looked at him in shock, especially Marshall. He had been living with Chase for many years but not once did he see him snap like that.
"You wanna go, huh? You wanna have an insult fight? Okay then sparkleboy, you got yourself a verbal match. But, your insults have to rhyme. I don't make the rules." The big one stepped up.
"You start first."
"You got it son." A few people started to crowd around them. Most of them were from school. The others were just neighbors.
"My name is Lester. I'm the big dog, and you're in my yard you little stupid hog. If you wanna have a fight, I'm the wrong guy to pick. The fact that my finger Is bigger than your D*ck."
Everyone Clapped, but little did they know, Chase had seen the episode where John Cena roasted Big Show, and he broke out some lines.
"Can you, can you repeat the last line? I didn't get that. Cuz all I heard was you heavy breathing and choking on your neck fat." Chase roasted back. Everyone was in shock, since lester was the school's no. 1 roaster, and he was getting beaten by the new kid.
"Did you eat from the toilet? I'm smelling mysterious gases. Oh dude, close your mouth. You got the breath of a thousand asses."
"Ooh!" Went the crowd. But he wasn't quite done.
"It's either that, or you're rocking some foamy pits. You're just a fat slob with hairy baloney t*ts."
The croud was wooing the whole time. Lester could feel his reputation go down the drain.
"You need to do them sit ups too. You're not exactly the leanest. Forget seeing me bro you can't see your own p*nis."
"You done?" Lester said, embaressed
"Not quite yet. Here's the finisher. An answer to what you said." The crowd got quiet.
"And mine is bigger than your finger. It's as big as your whole head. Think I'm coming up short? That's not what your mom said."
The crowd went berserk. The 3 high fived him, and then turned to Lester, who was now red with anger. The crowd had to hold him so they could leave, and on the way, everybody congratulated Chase like he was some God.
"That was quite the mean streak there Chase." Skye said.
"Yeah it was. I'll try not to do that in the future, until he challenges me again." He laughed.
"That actually remindsme of something. Remember my bully, Seigel?" Marshall asked, looking at Chase.
"Yeah. We absolutely wrecked him."
"No. You did. You destroyed him with your insults. Remember, the next day, in school, he went to everyone to apologize?"
"Yeah. It's was pretty funny." Chase laughed, recalling the memory.
"Something tells me that Lester isn't gonna he like him. In fact, he's now gonna trouble you even more."
"It's okay. We'll handle him."
"So, should I bring Angel here?"
