anyway, if ur still reading this, here's chatper three :P
You would think a mall opening would be a boring event with a lot of people just standing around. Well, not when the Trio is invited (bitches! XD) Then what was supposed to be a little fun becomes a fucking jersey party! (seriously, crazy jersey people know how to loose their minds)
Pop was paranoid as hell of running into Eernie. The guy might have been old, but he had a temper. like...when you have a really strict grandpa.
"Pop!" Ah hell!
Pop nearly feel to the floor and thought for an instant that maybe he could fake a seizure or something, but then bit his lip and gained his composure before tunring to address the elder elf. "Eernie, so good to see you!" Pop shook the older elf's hand, then cursed himself when Eernie looked uncomfortable and looked at his hand. Pop was sweating so much that his hands had that clammy feel, not to mention that they were soaked.
"Yes," the old elf mumbled. "you too...Are you having fun?" On the outside, Eernie looked like a confused old man, but inside, he was hetic. 'What the hell is he sweating for? does he know my plan! no...impossible!'
"Yeah, I am," Pop lied, noticibly forcing a smile that looked more like he was in pain...horrible PAIN! (insert three days grace 'pain'...u know, for dramatic effect!
bwahahahaha!)
"Well good...where are your friends, son?"
"My friends?" 'I have friends...?'...OH! "Oh! my friends! Yes, theyre..."Pop looked around the room in a rush, everything blurring together until he saw Crackle by the stereo. "THERE! Please excuse me!" Pop rushed over to his blonde friend, leaving behind his feared enemy (dun dun da dun!). He sighed a huge breath of relief and tunred to Crackle, suddenly realizing that the blonde was signing the song blasting from the nearby speakers...
Peacock.
'Fuck my life,' Pop thought. He bit his lip and tapped on Crackle's shoulder. The blonde gave him a bored stare as though thinking 'oh there he is'. "Where's Snap?"
Pop asked loudly, hoping Crackle could hear him. Crackle, still signing along to the music, just shrugged and dragged Pop behind him; his weird way of saying let's go look for the dumbass.
Once they were away from the music, Crackle slowed his pace so the two were walking side by side (awwness lol not!). "The old man was lookin for ya," Crackle stated casually.
"You knew Eernie wanted to talk to me!"
"Yeah, you were gone though," the blonde shrugged.
"He spoke to me!"
"Oh...well then you already know."
"Why didn't you find me so we could leave!"
"...because I didnt feel like it? Why are you so worked up? Did the old perv try to rape u or some shit?"
The mention of rape made Pop run into the metal surrounding of the double doors of the back fire exit...which was open for some weird reason. "Crackle, YOUR THE PERV!"
Before the blonde could answer with some smartass comment, the uptight burnette stormed off in search of Snap. They needed to leave! NOW!
Eventually, they found Snap gluing chopsticks to a tree.
"SNAP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
Snap, clueless as ever just smiled at his roommates. "Loookit! I made more sticks!"
"...you... made sticks?" Crackle mused, looking at the redhead's work.
"Whatever! Let's go home! NOW!"
"How do you make sticks?" Crackle went on as he fallowed Pop dragging Snap to the car. The three were clueless to the fact that Eernie and his right hand man were watching them leave.
Eernie smirked as they drove off. They'd be out of his hair soon enough.
well, thats chapter three...not as much randomness but thats because this was more pop focused lmao
review plz! XD