Stolen guns and ruined food

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Nicky: (sleeps on the couch) (phone buzz) Huh? WAAAAA (falls off the couch) Oof! (grabs her phone) (calls out) HEY GUYS, WE GOT DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEESSSSSSS!

All: (comes in tired like)

Mc: Alright, you didn't have to yell.

Nicky: Speaking of yelling, jasmine779 dares Swift to steal one of Ghost's guns and Mc to ruin Rebel's cooking.

Rebel: Mc don't you dare.

Mc: (smirks) Too late. (runs to the kitchen and messes up breakfast)

Rebel: MC!!!!!!!!!!!! (runs after him)

Swift: (smirks)

Ghost: (glares) ...if you grab even one gun i swear i'll...-

Swift: (quickly grabs a gun from his pocket) (talks like a cop) (aims it a Ghost) Freeze put ya hands in the air!

Nicky: Okaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy were gonna end this chapter right now before Swift kills his brother so bye readers.

Rebel: Cya.

Mc: Bye bye.

Ghost: ...bye...

Swift: Cya sexy bodied girls.

Nicky: SWIFT!

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