Link – Episode Four
=^..^= says:
hi everybody!
Spectral says:
hi
M.A.G. says:
hi dr nick
//2flipp says:
hi dr nick
=^..^= says:
YEAH *high fives mark and michael*
//2flipp says:
*high fives*
M.A.G. says:
*high fives*
Spectral says:
sup
//2flipp says:
ntm
//2flipp says:
u?
=^..^= says:
i’m in the studio right now
=^..^= says:
recording my band’s first hit
=^..^= says:
we’re just taking a break right now
//2flipp says:
u got a studio?
Spectral says:
yeah
=^..^= says:
thanks to mark
//2flipp says:
huh?
=^..^= says:
me and feenee moved into mark’s new place
//2flipp says:
niice
=^..^= says:
also, since he got a new laptop when he moved in, i got his old one
=^..^= says:
it’s a little slow, but its good enough for me
//2flipp says:
mark y didn’t u mention this before?
M.A.G. says:
uhh…oops?
//2flipp says:
eh, dont wry about it
Spectral says:
hey mark, pick up the phone, its for u
//2flipp says:
have u guys seen the news lately?
M.A.G. says:
k got it, hang up
=^..^= says:
its probably one of mark’s bitches
Spectral says:
lol
=^..^= says:
u talking about the flies in the guy’s dick?
Spectral says:
wtf
//2flipp says:
o.O
=^..^= says:
u all never heard about that?
Spectral says:
i dont wanna hear
=^..^= says:
DUDE
=^..^= says:
AT THE DOCTORS
=^..^= says:
FLIES WERE COMING OUT OF A MANS PENIS
//2flipp says:
ewww
=^..^= says:
that’s fucking hilarious dude lol
//2flipp says:
that wasnt the story i was talking about
//2flipp says:
there was these group of canadian kids that were expelled for porn
Spectral says:
lol those losers
//2flipp says:
these guys made their own and sold it
=^..^= says:
that reminds me terry, is that guy still holding la blue girl for me?
=^..^= says:
awesome
Spectral says:
yeah, he says come pick it up tomorrow
=^..^= says:
id make one, but danielle’s not here
//2flippsays:
2 of them were locked up while the other 3 moved to America
Spectral says:
man, why cant that be like everyone else and sell cds?
=^..^= says:
becuz u touch urself at night, so they gotta make a profit off of it
//2flipp says:
lmao
Spectral says:
¬_¬
M.A.G. says:
back
M.A.G. says:
lets order some chinese
M.A.G. says:
what u guys want?
Spectral says:
uhh, sweet and sour chicken
=^..^= says:
EGG ROLLS! LOTS OF FUCKING EGG ROLLS!
M.A.G. says:
k
M.A.G. says:
does any one in ur band want anything?
=^..^= says:
nah
M.A.G. says:
terry im gonna give u the money so u can pick it up
Spectral says:
wtf, i’m not walking out there, too many trick-or-treaters
M.A.G. says:
i’m gonna have it delivered, so u dont have to stray too far from ur gc
Spectral says:
ok
M.A.G. says:
i’m gonna log off so i can get back to working on PFW
M.A.G. says:
peace
//2flipp says:
peace
Spectral says:
get the fuck out of here
=^..^= says:
peace nigger
M.A.G. says:
*feck
M.A.G. has left the conversation.
About an hour later, the doorbell soon rang. Terry went to answer the door. It was a spiky-haired Asian kid with the food we ordered.
Kid: Grayson Residence?
Terry: Yeah.
Kid: Ok, we got sweet & sour chicken, a large lo mein, and 4 egg rolls.
Terry: So how much is all that?
Kid: $25.
Terry: Ok.
Terry pulled out the money for the food and gave it to the kid. I came to the door soon after.
Marcus: Alright. HEY NICK, FOOD’S HERE!
The kid handed Terry the food and me the drinks. Then he reached from the side of the doorway, grabbed a few duffel bags, and tossed them through the doorway.
Kid: Hold these for me. I’ll be back tomorrow.
The kid then started knocking on my arms as if he was looking for something.
Marcus: What the fuck is you doing?
Kid: Hmm, guess I was wrong. You’re not a robot. Well, peace out.
The kid leaves as Terry closes the door. Nick shows up and sees the 3 duffel bags on the floor.
Nick: Whose bags are these?
Terry: Hell if I know.
Marcus: That Asian kid with our food just gave them to us.
Terry: So what do we do with them?
Nick: We could start a bon fire with them in the back yard. Anyone got a match?
Marcus: The kid said he’d be back tomorrow.
Terry: So where do we put them?
Marcus: We’ll just put them in that extra bedroom for now.
Nick: So no fire?
Marcus: No, unless he’s Korean or a triad.
Terry put the food on the counter in the living room as we carried the duffel bags into the 4th room. Nick and Terry dropped the bags on the floor of the room, as I put the one I carried on one of the twin beds.
Nick: Cool, now let’s go eat.
Marcus: Hold on a moment.
I noticed a tag on the side of the bag. The tag read, “Aaron Lee”.
Marcus: Oh shit, these are Aaron’s bags
Terry: Aaron?
Marcus: From online.
Terry: How do you know for sure?
Nick then pointed out a tag on another bag that stated, “F.U.B.A.R.”.
Nick: Alright, now let’s get the other bags on the bed. I wanna check something.
We got the other two bags on the bed. Then Nick carefully started rummaging through them, trying to make sure he doesn’t damage anything.
Marcus: Uh, what exactly are you looking for?
Nick: DAMMIT! THAT LITTLE CHINK FUCKER!
Terry: What happened?
Nick: That asshole didn’t bring any with him! The lil’ bitch lied!
Marcus: Huh?
Nick: The chink’s got no porn.
Marcus: Really?
Nick: None whatsoever.
Terry: He’s probably got it stashed away somewhere.
Marcus: Yeah, if he had brung all that porn with him now, these 3 bags wouldn’t be able to fit them.
Nick sighs and looks down, sad.
Nick: I guess you’re right. He better have porn, because if he doesn’t, when I see him, I’m gonna rip out his liver and feed it to the dog across the street.
The next day, at school, Terry was in his computer class. After he had finished his assignment for his teacher, he started to surf the net a bit. Without him noticing, a new kid sat down beside Terry and started surfing the web as well. The kid tapped him on the shoulder, but he didn’t look over.
Kid: Hey.
Terry: Yeah?
Kid: Let’s play video games.
Terry: Nah, don’t feel like it.
Kid: Ok, then I got a better idea.
Terry: What?
Kid: Let’s play video games.
Terry: You already said that.
Kid: By the way, how was your food yesterday?
Terry then looked over at the kid, who turned out to be the delivery boy from yesterday.
Terry: What the fuck?
Kid: I should’ve gotten a tip from you all. That was quality shit I sold you.
Terry: So what are you here for?
The kid pulled out a CD with numbers on it. He started copying down the number on a piece of paper.
Kid: I got transferred.
Terry: What for?
The kid put the CD in the computer.
Kid: Selling outside material.
Terry: People do that a lot here.
Kid: But I got caught, so I was expelled.
Terry: Expelled for selling CDs?
Kid: Nope.
Terry: For selling what?
Kid: Porn.
Terry: WHAT THE FUCK!?
Kid: My friends filmed each other fucking. I sold tapes of it at school. I had to get a new phone because of all this.
Terry: And you did all this because…
The kid just shrugs as he finishes installing the software on the computer.
Kid: Money I guess. So is Mark still mad at me?
Terry: I think so.
Kid: I’ll come up with something. Now, I want you to do something.
Terry: What?
Kid: Let’s play video games.
Terry: NO!
Kid: Then shush, I need total silence when SCing.
Lunch time, the only time of the day where you can let loose and go crazy. Nick and Terry were chilling in the cafeteria eating lunch.
Nick: So what did you find out?
Terry: I think its him, but I’m not really sure. By the way, where’s Mark?
Nick: The nigger said he had to make an “important phone call”.
Terry: Oh, o well.
I soon walked into the room at sat down at their table.
Marcus: Wassup my niggas and crackas? How do you like the food here, Nick?
Nick: I had better at the fucking hospital.
Terry: You know that kid’s here, right?
Marcus: What kid?
Nick: The chink from yesterday. Terry thinks it really is the Aaron we know, but I think it’s a coincidence.
Marcus: Well, I’ll talk to him. Do you know what lunch he has?
The kid sits down at our table with a slushie.
Kid: This one.
Marcus: Where’d you come from?
Kid: Blame my parents.
Marcus: So tell us, who are you really?
Kid: What if I said I was Nick Louie?
Terry: I would want to kick your ass.
Kid: Good answer.
Nick: Well, I guess I was wrong. You owe me $5.
Marcus: Huh?
Nick: Just lend me $5, I’ll pay you back.
Marcus: What you need $5 for?
Nick points to a group of girls sitting at the table behind us. I just sighed and give him the money.
Nick: Thanks man. I’ll be back.
Nick leaves out the cafeteria towards the vending machine.
Marcus: So anyway, why did you come here?
Aaron: Hold on, my food’s here.
A guy holding a bag carefully stepped up to Aaron and put the bag in front of him. Aaron gave the guy the money and he left. Aaron opened up the bag to reveal a bowl dish with noodles and soup. He then handed me a pair of chopsticks.
Terry: What’s that?
Aaron: If Marcus here truly wants to be Asian, then he must try Lai Fen.
Marcus: But…
Aaron: Don’t worry, I got a bit of family down here who can make quality shit.
I took the chopsticks, broke them apart and took a piece of Lai Fen. I thought he was trying to set me up or something.
Marcus: Mmm, this is really good.
Aaron: This is my way of apologizing about the other day. I didn’t mean it like that.
Marcus: What are you feeling sorry for me for? You never had a girl either?
Aaron: Of course I had a girl. I ain’t no loser. I just don’t want you to listen to me on stuff like that.
Marcus: Well, there’s still one thing we need to settle.
We both gave each other a cold stare as we stood up slowly. Aaron started to slowly reach deep into his pocket. An onlooker wasn’t sure what we were doing, but judging by the way Aaron was moving, he got scared.
Onlooker: OH SHIT! HE’S GOT A GUN!!!
People started storming out the cafeteria, and it was soon empty. Aaron took his hand out of his pocket, slapped a five-dollar bill in my hand, and started walking off.
Terry: So that’s it? No scolding him like you did me?
Marcus: Nah, too much respect. Besides, he finally paid me back for that bet we made a while back.
Terry: Uh, then maybe you should look at what he gave you.
I looked closer in my hand, only to find…
Marcus: HEY YOU CHINK FUCKER, I WANTED AMERICAN MONEY, NOT THIS WORTHLESS SHIT!
The End