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I am poor and have no money. Italics denote thought. (Not much of that)
Darkblade.
Halo: Truth or Dare
One day, Master Chief and an unidentified grunt were walking along. "God, I'm bored as hell, MC" the grunt complained. "Oh, God. What the hell do you want?" MC groaned. The last time grunt was bored; he ended up tied to a tree branch naked. "I don't know. I'm just bored" Grunt replied. "Well, whatcha wanna do, then?" MC said, getting pissed. "Let's play truth or dare" Grunt shouted. People in the street staring at the weird little orange dude. "What, here in the middle of the street?" MC said. "No, dumbass! At home, we can invite Cortana, and some of my Elite mates, leave the Jackals, they're just boring bastards. It'll be great, I promise! I'll buy some beer!" "Alright then" MC said, excited at the idea of beer, " Let's go home and invite everyone"
So they went home, and MC got on the phone, while Grunt went out for beer. The invites accepted, MC waited for Grunt to get back. Seeing him loaded down with bags, MC thought, "What's the little prick done now? I only wanted some beer! Jesus Christ!" " Whatchoo got there, boy?" MC asked Grunt. "Just some beer, vodka, whisky, and some other..interesting stuff. You did invite Cortana, right?" Grunt replied warily. "Yes, why?" MC, asked, thinking the worst. "No reason" Grunt said guiltily, running back to his room.
"Oh shit." MC said to himself.
What will happen next? Why was Grunt so weird? (weirder than grunts usually are.) Find out, next chapter!
Please no flames! It's my first fic. Major lemon in later chapters, I swear!
Halo: Truth or Dare
One day, Master Chief and an unidentified grunt were walking along. "God, I'm bored as hell, MC" the grunt complained. "Oh, God. What the hell do you want?" MC groaned. The last time grunt was bored; he ended up tied to a tree branch naked. "I don't know. I'm just bored" Grunt replied. "Well, whatcha wanna do, then?" MC said, getting pissed. "Let's play truth or dare" Grunt shouted. People in the street staring at the weird little orange dude. "What, here in the middle of the street?" MC said. "No, dumbass! At home, we can invite Cortana, and some of my Elite mates, leave the Jackals, they're just boring bastards. It'll be great, I promise! I'll buy some beer!" "Alright then" MC said, excited at the idea of beer, " Let's go home and invite everyone"
So they went home, and MC got on the phone, while Grunt went out for beer. The invites accepted, MC waited for Grunt to get back. Seeing him loaded down with bags, MC thought, "What's the little prick done now? I only wanted some beer! Jesus Christ!" " Whatchoo got there, boy?" MC asked Grunt. "Just some beer, vodka, whisky, and some other..interesting stuff. You did invite Cortana, right?" Grunt replied warily. "Yes, why?" MC, asked, thinking the worst. "No reason" Grunt said guiltily, running back to his room.
"Oh shit." MC said to himself.
What will happen next? Why was Grunt so weird? (weirder than grunts usually are.) Find out, next chapter!
Please no flames! It's my first fic. Major lemon in later chapters, I swear!