the chapter title is John Marston Has Thanksgiving Dinner With His Family
John Marston wanted to shoot his whole fucking family, especially the bitch ass son that he hoped his wife cheated on him to make.
"hey pop" jack said in his shit voice. "when's supper?"
john backhanded the shit out of him.
"don't fucking say supper in this fucking house you shit."
jack ran away crying. in front of john was now the government guy. the other dude with the glasses (I aint give a shit what his name is) with the government guy was there also.
"fuck john that's some pretty shitty shit you're putting your son through."
"fuck off."
"hey shithead. if you don't have dinner right now for thanksgiving with your family and let us film it, you're still in debt to us."
"hey wait just a fucking second weren't you the guy I shot?"
john woke up, and jack was sitting over him.
"musta been some fucking dream you had pop. ready for thanksgiving dinner?"
"fuck off."
but he went to dinner anywas. they had tacos made out of turkey or some western shit.
"so john" his bitch wife said. "do you like the fucking food."
"no. it sucks." john said. "can I go play xbox?"
"hey pop. I read a cool book today."
"books are gay son."
"this book was about fusing."
"SHIT." John said as he crapped himself from surprise, and shot his guns into the ground in surprise as well. "well what the fuck did it say?"
"it said fusing was created by a professor."
"SHIT. I BETTER FUCKING KILL THE PROFESSOR AGAIN AND IRISH because fuck him."
"but it wasn't the professor pop."
"stop fucking calling me pop or I'll pop you in the face with a shotgun." jhroarn said with a pissed off face.
"well it was the fucking dark wizard."
"the dark wizard? fuck you jack. this is stupid."
john flipped the table over so it and all the food landed on his wife.
"dinner is fucking served." John said.
"dad I gotta come with you so you can become john marston and stop the fusing."
"ok."
they got in john's ferrari and drove away. they went to that purple suit guy with the lotions. he was jacking off with a cactus.
"are you the dark wizard?" john said.
"zeribity! I am not dear jhon mnarsta."
"the fuck you saying."
"what did you come here for sere."
"I what to know what the fusing is."
the dude got this look on his face, like he had to take a dump, which reminded john he needed to change his pants. he took them and his underpants off and threw them on the purple suit guy.
"shit now I don't have pants." john said. "I could sure use a dark wizard to wish for some more pants right now."
"Pop i got a confession."
john reached for his gun, but he pulled his pants off so he couldn't grab it. he got his shotgun off his back and reloaded it like cool style.
"the fuck did I tell you?"
"fuck you john marston. I'm the dark wizard."
he blasted john with energy but john just shot him in the fucking face. he missed tho and jack ran away.
"shit. is he the dark wizard?"
john got back in his ferarri and got some new pants from target. landon was there looking at porn.
"hey john did you figure out who's behind the fusing?"
"no but I think my son jack might be involved. want to go find out?"
"I think we should go get stoned and play some xbox first."
"cool"
they got really high and played xbox right in target. the sales dude came up and told them to quit but john kicked his ass and then shot it.
"this isn't going anywhere. we gotta go to the jack and figure out what the hell is going on."
they went back to john marston's house. on the door there was a note written in blood that said
"fuck you pop. I stole your wife away and now i'm keeping her in the tower. if you want to find out why the fusing is happening come to the tower on fourth street.'
"shit we better go there."
they drove the ferrari up a ramp and it jumped it all the way to the tower.