I.W.L.: Hi guys! It's I Write Love, AKA, John, AKA, Rae! Ms. Spazz and I did this roleplay, and then she had to go to bed, so I was left in charge of the editing, and decided to pop a little A/N while I was at it! And guess what? This chapter was all my idea! Woo! –dances- Okay, so some of the things were Spazz's idea, but mostly me! :3 I feel so special! And also, since she's not doing so, I will… THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS! :D They mean a lot to us, and we feel so loved with them! Now, I must disembark because I, too, need to go to bed. Enjoy this chapter! –Rae/John

Thanks, Rae, for making me look bad about not thanking them. =_= BUT I WAS GETTING AROUND TO THAT! Anyways~

So, yeah rereading the chapters we've posted, I realize how short they've actually been after hours of role playing, so we'll try to work on that. xD

Also, kill me now. Scratch that; just call me Aradia because I'm already dead after this chapter. =/ It was so painful… You'll see. Enjoy, if you can~


-ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG]-

EB: dave? can you please answer back this time?
EB: listen, i'm really sorry…
EB: and... i mean... shit.
EB: you're not listening. why am i even trying?
TG: look
TG: fuck i just dont know what to fucking do
TG: how am i supposed to handle shit like that
EB: i...
TG: i mean DAMN egbert
EB: i know... i'm really sorry, dave... i really am...
TG: its just
TG: bro i dont even fucking know anymore
EB: i'm sorry... shit i'm so sorry.
EB: see, i did what i always do.
EB: i got impulsive and said something stupid.
EB: and now you hate me...
TG: stop fucking apologizing
TG: you cant help who you like
TG: but fuck
TG: whyd it have to be me
EB: because you're my best friend. you know more about me than anyone else i know...
EB: and just because i can't help who i like doesn't mean i can just tell them like it's no big deal.
TG: you apparently thought you fucking could
TG: i mean shit
TG: hey dave just thought id let you know
TG: i fucking love you bro
TG: sweet fucking dreams
EB: you don't need to make feel worse, okay?
EB: you're not fucking helping, dave.
TG: what the fuck is there to help
EB: well, i don't know. you could cut down being such an asshole for once.
EB: it's not like telling you "i love you" was easy, okay?
TG: couldve pulled that shit over my eyes
EB: why don't you go off and tell someone you love them?
EB: oh wait.
EB: you can't. because you're too much of a fucking asshole to even manage to love someone.
EB: it's a fucking surprise i love you.
TG: huh coming from a derp that no one could ever fucking love
TG: with one exception that is
TG: your dad
EB: just...
EB: fuck you.
TG: if even him
TG: hell i wouldnt want a kid fucking obsessed with clowns
EB: just... fuck you, dave. fuck. you.
EB: i'm tired of this bullshit. i've spent the last two weeks crying my eyes out because you were ignoring me and i thought you hated me.
EB: then i come back on, finally get a reply and end up crying even more than i have in the past two weeks.
EB: all because YOU can't drop the "cool" mask you wear all the time and at least give some closure to your "best friend".
EB: if i was even that much to you.
TG: im
TG: im not even sure what you were to me anymore
EB: i know what i was. i was just some stupid derp you kept around to talk to, but just made fun of behind my back.
TG: thats bull
EB: bullshit.
TG: fuck
TG: shit
TG: youre gonna make me fucking say it arent you
TG: you were more than just a friend to me john
EB: what?
TG: there
TG: happy?
EB: more than...
EB: dave... what are you saying?
TG: yes more than
TG: as in...
TG: i loved you too
TG: fucking
TG: shit
TG: mother
TG: fucker
EB: you...
EB: but.
EB: you said...
TG: i know what i said
TG: and thats what i call bullshit on
EB: so... you were lying...?
TG: total fucking bull
EB: why didn't you just tell me?
EB: you ignored me for two weeks, dave and...
EB: i was scared that i'd never talk to you again...
TG: i guess i was just trying to figure shit out
TG: that was pretty damn sudden
EB: it was... i'm sorry...
TG: hey i thought i already told you
TG: stop saying youre sorry
TG: i should be the one to apologize
TG: bein such a dick and shit
TG: so john im sorry
TG: honest to gog sorry
EB: dave... hang on..
EB: i can't see the screen straight...
TG: why not
EB: i'm crying..
TG: shit bro
TG: damn
TG: why do i have to be a total fucking asshole?
EB: you're not!
TG: what
TG: the fuck?
TG: my shades...
TG: they have water on them
EB: dave... are you... crying?
TG: there must be a leak in the roof or something
EB: you were crying.
TG: never
EB: hehe. dave strider cried over little john egderp?
EB: this is history in the making!
TG: shit what would give you that idea
EB: i don't know, the water on your shades, maybe?
TG: if you believe that i was crying then youre more derpy than i thought
EB: hehe. maybe so? because i'll bet you all the apple juice in my fridge you were!
TG: shit...
TG: uh
EB: hehe.
EB: gotcha!
TG: the shit i go through for that godly liquid
TG: fuck you john egbert
TG: fine just gimme the damn apple juice
EB: you have to come get it first!
EB: hehe!
TG: ill have to hold you to that
EB: oh really now?
EB: so do i see a visit to washington in the near future?
TG: well just see about that
TG: wont we
EB: i'm holding you to that one!
TG: aight
EB: hehe.
EB: oh, um.
TG: hm?
EB: we've got to steer clear of rose for a while...
EB: and jade, for that matter...
TG: no fucking shit
EB: yeah. definetly jade.
TG: agreed
EB: hehe. are you going to mention this to bro?
TG: theres no telling what those psychotic bitchesll do
TG: im not sure bout him
EB: he'll find out one way or another, you know.
EB: he's omnipresent! hehe.
TG: yeah- BRO STOP READING OVER MY FUCKING SHOULDER!
TG: yeah he knows
EB: hi bro!
TG: sup egderp
EB: can i have dave back, before you kick his ass for whatever reason?
TG: fuck
TG: don't keep him too long
TG: shit its me again sorry bout that
EB: hehe. he read over your shoulder.
TG: bros an asshole
EB: nah.
TG: yeah then practically fuckin laid in my lap to fuckin talk to you
EB: hehehe.
EB: that's not really funny, but i'm still laughing.
EB: hehe.
TG: shut up derp
EB: make me, strider.
EB: hehe.
TG: i may just fuckin do that
EB: hehe.
EB: wait. you aren't going to block me, are you?
TG: shit already tried that once
TG: that turned out so fuckin well.
EB: wait... you tried blocking me?
TG: uh...
TG: i almost did
TG: on my phone
TG: that wouldve been the biggest shitty mistake of my fuckin life
EB: blocking me would have been the shittiest mistake of your life?
EB: hehe. i feel special now.
TG: youd fucking better
TG: /grabs you by collar of shirt and brings into kiss
EB: /blushes
TG: heh
EB: shut up...
TG: too much for you egbert
EB: no!
EB: ... maybe...
TG: heheheh
EB: oh shut up.
TG: why dont you fuckin make me
EB: um...
EB: yeah... i don't think i can, to be honest.
EB: hehe.
TG: oh i see how it is
EB: huh?
EB: oh... i guess you're tongue tied imagining me kissing you or something? hehe.
TG: coming from the derp that couldnt shut me up
TG: on his own
EB: well, it's not like i've kissed anyone... uh... roleplay-type thing or not!
TG: oh really?
EB: uh, yeah...
TG: shit just got interesting...