Hello my gleeple! Okay, that was lame.. Anyways, I have chapter 2 PDF this thingamabobber. Idk if anyone liked it because I got no comments. If you like it, tell me in the reviews. enjoy!
So by the time they finished their boring history conversation, Jeff was asleep, and I was just about there. Then Wes burst into the room like he had just escaped a mental asylum or something and he shouted three words that made me start to think that I should check that the mental asylum of Lima, Ohio hadn't lost a patient named Wesley Montgomery. (Hurtful, Nick.)(I speak the truth Wes.). And those three words were shouted at the top of his lungs "RANDOM WARBLER SLEEPOVER!". I, for one, knew it was going to be a disaster when Kurt uttered these fatal words, "Excuse me, Wes! Could I bring some of my friends in the New Directions?" Brace yourselves, now. Cuz I could literally bang Wes on the head repeatedly with his special redwood gavel. (NO, NICK! NOT JENNY!)(Yes, Wesley, Jenny.) You will never believe what he said next. (This is Wes we're talking about, right?)(Good point, Thad.)(I'm deeply offended, Thadious!)(That isn't even my name, Wes!)(ASDFGHJKL!)(okay.) Well, since it is Wes, you probably could believe what he said next. In another girlish yelp, he cried, "YES, OF COURSE! FUN FUN FUN!) Then he skipped out of the room quietly singing to himself, "Oh Wes, he wants to have fuuunnn! Yeah Wes just wants to have funnn!" (I did not!)(It's okay, Wes, they already know you're crazy) Also, I have on good authority that Wes may not have been 100% sober. (Thank you, David!)(David? How could you!)(It was pretty easy, actually...)(grrr)(okay, girls, let's let Uncle Nick here get on with the story, shall we?)
Jeff and I saw this as an opportunity to use some of the pranks that we had been scheming. The Warblers council had "banned" our pranks because Wes and Thad had deemed them "dangerous". I still don't know why.. It was fun! (yea, maybe for you you guys!)(Thad was tackled by a huge dog, and I still only have one and a half eyebrows!)( Well, Wes, maybe you shouldn't have gotten so close to the blow torch!)(Jeff, you jumped right infront of my face, dropped various colored gumballs on me, then you told me to hold a birthday cake with 17 candles on it. I asked why, then you turned on the blow torch, lit the candles, my eyebrows, and Adrianna!)(Adrianna?)(Wes' gavel, Ms. Sylvester.)(That was for Trent's birthday!)(*high fives Nick*)(*high fives Jeff*) Well, a Warbler/New Directions sleepover wasn't a Warbler meeting... So, Jeff and I discreetly exited the room and got our sleepover supplies... And a few other things...