Can't Speak Your Mind (Dave Strider fanfic)

Chapter 2; The Rap Channel

⚠️!!WARNING THIS CHAPTER MAY INCLUDE HARD-CUSSING/SWEARING!! ⚠️
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Dave and dirk sat down on the couch and chair. Dirk kept switching through channels waiting for dave to find one he liked.
"no"
"no"
"no"
"no"
"yes"
Dirk stopped on some rap battle show. Dirk sighed with a smile on his face. "Okay Dave we can watch this just this once." Dave smiled at Dirk and looked back at the TV.
Two men walked onto the stage. The one on the left had brown hair with what looked like red highlights in it. He wasn't wearing a shirt, but he wore ripped black pants, holes above and below the knees. He smiled towards the camera and grabbed his mic. The other male, coming from the right, had light blue dyed hair on top of what looked like light blond hair. He wore a pair of glasses and had a black leather jacket over a white t-shirt. You could hear the audience cheering for them both yelling their names.
"DUNCAN! DUNCAN!"
"AK69! AK69!"
The crowd cheered the names continuously throughout the introductions of each, getting louder and louder.
"Alright, Alright!!"
A new person walked onto stage. They looked feminine and had short blonde hair up to her chin. "Okay everyone you know who these bitches are and you've seen them before give it up for Duncan and AK69!" She yelled towards the people in the audience as everyone started hollering the rapper's names.

"Okay Dave I don't think we should watch this anymore."
"no"
"Dave we don't even know what they might say, he may hear it."
"no"
Dirk sighed and shook his head. "Fine, but don't blame me when he gets onto us."

The rappers went to the corners of the stage, Duncan on the left, AK69 on the right. The lady walked off the stage and the music started. Both of the rappers started speaking their parts back and forth non-stop.
".....Fucking Cunt......."
"......Suck a dick..."

Dirk looked at Dave, who was actually enjoying this. "Dave we might need to change the channel." Dave looked at him and shook his head. "no" Dave looked back at the TV and continued watching.

The audience cheered, not as loud but a decent medium loud volume. Both of the rappers on stage were almost out of breath from all the rhymes and words they spoke in the amount of time they had. "Alright audience and viewers at home!" The lady yelled as she walked onto stage again. "We will be taking a small break and then will come back for round two. Please, if you are here in person be sure to come back in 15 or less minutes so you won't miss a thing!" The lady spoke in a calm yet loud voice. You could hear the people chattering as some walked out. The lady smiled and waved as the camera faded to black for commercials.

"Okay Dave we should change the channel now. I know you want to know who wins, but that was intense and not something you should be hearing at your age."
Dave stayed silent, like always almost.
"Now if you'll let me I'll change the channel to something more appropriate."
"no"
"Dave come on we can't keep watching this."
"no"
"Dave why are you even saying no? It's final we're changing the channel."
"no"
Dirk just stared at Dave and shook his head. "Alright we can watch one more part which is the part coming after the ads that is all we are watching. After we finish this one part we are changing the channel."

The shouting and cheering continued as the screen faded from black to normal, a horrible transition, but it was all the company had money for. As you couldn't tell the filming was choppy and would cut out or glitch during it. The microphones didn't seem to work that well with the recording so that was also choppy. The. rappers came back onto the stage to continue rapping along with the lady.
"ALRIGHT ROUND TWO COMMENCE!!"
The rappers rapped and spit out rhymes more than they did the last time. The raps were bad but enjoyable to hear. The audience cheered when one of the rappers dropped a sick burn or sick rhyme, and they booed when the opposite person they didn't like did the same. The second round finished and the lady just stood there shocked. "Alright audience now it's time to cast your votes! After this break we will tell you who won!" the lady waved and walked off stage along with the rappers.
[off camera]
"What the hell was that? You two sounded like babies fighting over the last cooking in the cookie jar!!"
"Jenny we're doing the best we can." Duncan replied and shook his head. "We know you're doing this for the company, and we know we're running out of money but this program is fucking shit." Duncan looked at the lady, Jenny, then looked at AK69. Jenny looked at the two and sighed. "You're right but you two need to do better. Those raps might've been sick to the audience but not to me!" She huffed. "Maybe we should get better rappers who know their shit and have it all together?!" she yelled.
"Jen?"
"What is it AK?"
"Well I agree with Duncan, but raps are supposed to be fun y'know? It isn't about being good to others it's about being good towards yourself."
"That's the dumbest shit I've ever heard!!"
The two men stood there as Jenny continued on speaking.
"YOU TWO NEED TO TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY! 'Oh Jen it's about enjoying it!' THAT'S THE DUMBEST PIECE OF SHIT I'VE HEARD COME FROM YOUR MOUTH AK!!"
"Bu-"
"Don't you even speak... I want both of you to get your act together and head back on stage when the break is over! Whichever one of you doesn't please me the next round is done!"
Jenny walked away from the men, AK69 almost following her, but Duncan stopped his from doing so. "Look I know she's your girlfriend, but you need to give her some space. She's going through a lot since her dad died AK." Duncan rested his hand on AK69's shoulder and sighed. "Look I'll let you win for her sake she probably would want that." AK69 looked at Duncan with tears in his eyes. "I know we're dating, but she doesn't have the right to do that and use that excuse. I'm worried for her..." AK69 trailed off and shook his head. "Come on let's go break is almost over."

"ALRIGHT FOLKS THE VOTES HAVE BEEN COUNTED!"
The audience cheered once more as Jenny spoke. "NOW THE WINNER IS..... DUNCAN!!" She sounded mad at what she read and shook her head. She walked over to him. "Congratulations you dumb fucking bitch. You didn't deserve this." she whispered into his ear. He looked down and sighed. "Thanks Jenny, I guess." Jenny walked back to the center of the stage. "Now that's the end of our show folks! Feel free to stick around and listen to the after-raps of these young gentlemen, but you are all free to leave!!"

Dirk turned off the TV and just sat there. "That was very stupid." he looked over at Dave who nodded also. "yes" he spoke. Both of the two just sat there for a while,
bored.
"So want to see if we can do better than these losers?"
"yes"
Dirk smiled and got up from the couch. "We can do it in my room, come on." Dave got up and followed Dirk to his room. Both just spent the rest of the day in there.