Who's Your Daddy?

Gabe: Bilvy. Your hand goes here.

Bilvy: Here?

Gabe: Yes. Perfect.

Ryan: GET YO HANDS OFF MY JAR OF DIRT!

Bilvy: Well, it's not like I know what I'm doing here.

Ryan: Oh, you know perfectly well.

Bilvy: I've never played Rock Band before, okay?

Gabe: He's inexperienced.

Ryan: That doesn't explain why you have my jar of dirt.

Patrick: Hehehe, guess where I stuck Pete's camera!!

Ryan: Shut up, Patrick.

Pete: OMG, I can't find mah camera! Luckily I have one on my phone, and I use that one more anyways.....

Gabe: *bored voice* Let me guess, it's in the jar of dirt....

Patrick: *eyebrow wiggle*

Joe: I be high.

Everyone: Duh.

Sisky: Wow, this chapter is kinda boring.

Bilvy: That's because the author's are damn lazy.

Everyone: DUH.

Gabe: Let's make it interesting! TRUTH OR FUCKING DARE, PEEPS!!!

Pete: DARE!!!!

Gabe: Go wash your hair.

Everyone: OMGZ.

Pete starts whimpering and flips through his phone to see the pictures of him and his unwashed hair.

Patrick: Fucking do it already, man.

Butcher: It smells.

Sisky: LIKE VEGEMITE.

Everyone: EW.

Chizzy: Siska, did you just steal my fucking line?

Sisky frowns.

Sisky: Err....Vegemite?

Chizzy: *gets ready to execute karate move 'prancing kangaroo'*

Pete returns with hair washed.

There is a round of applause .

Pete: Will, truth or dare?

Will: TRUTH!

He grinned like a school girl but that's not surprising.

Pete: Welllll, Will, are you actually a girl?

Will shifts his eyes around.

Will: *coughs out something unintelligible*

A few silent moments pass.

Will: Er...

Will: Ryan, truth or dare?

Ryan: Dare.

Will: Go have sex with Brendon, then write a NON EMO poem about it....No beetles shit either...

Everyone: ZOMG

Ryan: What? Are you serious? I can't do that, man. I MUST WRITE ABOUT UNICORNS AND SUBMARINES!

Brendon: What about the sex?

Ryan: Brendon...

Brendon: What??

Ryan: I was saving that for later.

Brendon: WHAT?? WHY NOT NOW?

Brendon demanded Ryan give him sex.

Sisky: Not in front of the baby, guys!

Everyone: Oh yeah...the baby.

Vicky-T steps out into the her living room (in a towel. because she was showering...) and is surprised.

Gabe: Vicky, we've seen it all before. Chill, girl.

Vicky-T smacks Gabe, and wonder where he keeps her naked picture she sent him

Vicky-T: Er...what's up with the baby, and why is Wentz making out with a rock

Wentz: Well, you can't define love!

Rock: '...'

Vicky-T: The poor thing looks like it's being tortured.

Pete runs off and cries emo tears for his washed hair and the fact that no one takes him seriously

Carden: I sympathize with the rock.

Spencer: Dude, you are a rock.

Carden: You're a Beetle poser, big deal.

Spencer: I'M REAL!!

Carden: Uh, yeah, say that to the suit you're wearing.

Jon: Err, I do feel slightly at odds with my masculinity, now that he mentions it....But meh.

Spencer: Don't worry, suit. You'll be good one day.

Butcher: It was good, back in the day.

Sisky: Vegemite!

Chizzy: FUCK. AM I GOING TO HAVE TO CHOKE A BITCH UP IN HERE??

Gabe: You Chizz poser.

Andy: I have STDs.

Joe: Shut up, man.

Joe: Wow, that trippy vid for 'Nine In The Afternoon' is so much cooler when you're high. It still doesn't make sense though....

Ryan: It was just an excuse for me to see Brendon's junk. Y'know? Bouncing around in his footy pjs.

Everyone: OMFG, WE SO KNEW THAT.

Brendon: Awww, I'll let you see any time

Gabe: Hot damn, what happened to Truth or Dare? *whines* I wanted to see people get naked!!

Ryan: We're watching the Hills now, Gabriel

Vicky-T is still confused about the baby because the boys seemed to answer the sexual question only.

Vicky-T: Guys, what the hell is up with that kid Gabe keeps throwing around?

Sisky: Vege-

Chizzy: *tackles Siska*

Everyone: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

Chizzy: I'm going to hurt you.

Sisky: *baby face*

Chizzy: *angry face*

Sisky: I WILL NEVER SPEAK THE WORD EVER AGAIN!!!

Chizzy: .....

Chizzy: People still want me to hurt you. I can't disappoint them....

Vicky-T: OH YOU PUSSY! *knocks out both of them*

Jon: Vicky...Your towel slipped *is gentleman*

Spencer: Yeah, so? *is gay*

Gabe is drooling.

Will is looking hurt that Gabe is drooling.

Spencer: Aren't you supposed to be gay too, Saporta?

Gabe: Nah, in this story I'm just a horny guy that does everyone of every gender!!

Will: Yeah, and it's still under suspicion whether I am a girl or not, so....*giggles*

Rock: '.....'

Everyone: Your a tranny. We get it.

Annie: OMG, Lilly, it's 'you're a tranny' not 'your a tranny'! Get it fucking right!

Lilly: WTF ANNIE. WE'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE STORY.

Well, um, guess who wrote that line. *eye roll*

Annie: Well, I can't just stand by and let you sully a perfectly good story with your atrocious grammar! *said in a loving way*

Lilly: Bitch, please.

Annie: Please what? 'Cause I am NOT pleased with you right now.

Gabe: There's enough of me to go around girls, no need to fight...*eyebrow wiggle*

Lilly: Gabe, What the hell. Get out of the writing studio.

Annie: We don't have a fucking studio; we have two fucking laptops and I still can't believe you put a 'your' where a 'you're' was supposed to go!

Pete dramatically busts into the "studio".
Pete points to Lilly and Annie.
Pete: OMGZ. YOU GUYS MADE ME WASH MEH HAIR.

Annie: Go fuck Asslee Dim-son, emo.

Ryan walks in.

Ryan: So this is where all the work happens.

Brendon: all the work usually happens at your place, hon

Brendon: or Pete's. We have sex at Pete's a lot...

Sisky: WHOA!!! WHAT'S THIS PLACE??

Lilly: OMG GUYS GET OUT!

Vicky-T: Uh....The baby is crying you guys.

Annie: Fuckers, my dad woke up.

Lilly: Damn.

Annie: He says I've got to sleep.

Lilly: Eh, I'll post this anyways.

Annie: Because, you know, sleep is good for you.

Pete: BUT WHO WILL TAKE CARE OF THE BABY??

fueledbylilly is logged off.
xxxsparkliemmsxxx is logged off.

Pete: Damn it.

Rock: '.....'