Written with the aid of my best friend Shime.
Slushies
After the thriller episode the football team had laid of the slushies for a little bit. It was their way of showing 'school spirit'.. for that week they'd simply made a pact that their slushie tossing was on hiatus in general... it had also slightly traumatized Dave, to the point he would avoid the slushie machine completely when he and Azimio would go pick up a sandwich from the gas station. Azimio looked at his new watch, it was lunch time, that Friday. A whole week of no slushies was getting kind of annoying, people were walking around in a carefree manor. So that's why the football team entered the gas station, headed directly towards the slushie machine. It was full and new.
"It's time to get back into our routine," said Strando with a small chuckle.
"Yeah, the Gleek fags have been walking around with their noses in the air all week," said Banks, flattening his hair.
"Well..." said Azimio as they all stood looking at the slushie machine.
"Yeah..." said Dave, his hands in his pockets.
"A whole week... time to get to it," said Rashard with a slight nod.
"Yup," said Jameson, scratching the back of his neck.
"They have a new flavor even, green apple," said Henders with a shrug.
"Probably tastes a little sour even," said Andrews.
"The costs have gone up a quarter," said Brenner, fluffing his hair slightly as he looked over by the chips.
"Looks like it," said Rivera, everyone stood, staring at the machine.
"Well, lunch is almost over," said Azimio, clapping his hands together.
"I like the new watch," said Dave.
"Yeah... I uh.. bought it with the slushie money from last week," said Azimio.
"I bought a new mp3 player, mines been dead for ages," said Jameson with a grin.
"I never knew how much we spent on this crap," said Strando, "I finally got my car fixed."
"Maybe..." said Dave, who was the farthest from the area, "Maybe we should... stop... you know... for financial purposes..."
"... maybe," said Azimio.
"Also... that stuff kind of burns..." said Dave, they all nodded quickly.
"So... maybe next week," said Azimio.
"Yeah... I kind of need a new jacket," said Rivera, they nodded.
"Yeah, I need a new baseball mitt," said Azimio with a shrug.
"Sooo... next week... maybe?" said Rashard.
"You know... I kind of want to get a new radio... how about next month?" said Brenner with a shrug.
"Okay.. yeah... we'll play it by ear," said Azimio, Dave nodded.
"Well... we should... ohm, get back," said Jameson, "You know... cause class is going to start."
"Yeah..." said Azimio, as they all started filing out, the clerk beginning to cry, his main business had just left.
"Oh what in the hell was that!" asked Mercedes coming out from the mop closet.
"Figures!" said Puck following her, "We rig it to shoot in their eyes and they grow a conscious."
"Well that was a waste of a lunch time," said Artie, as they walked towards the doors.
"AHHHHEEHA!" the swing around to see Rachel covered in Green Apple slushie, holding a cup, "WHAT WAS THAT!"
"Okay... so it was worth it," laughed Mercedes.
THE END
