Walter and Jesse's Adventure Chapter 9: Gus Strikes Back on Halloween (walt and jesse vs. gus in a cooking show, like with cakes and treats)

a/n: this storyi s gonna get better than the finally of the show. I SWEAR TO GOD ITS FUCKING BETTER OK?

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BREAKING BAD

gus was half robot now because mike rebuilt him with meth technologyy. he also had macbooks for wings. and a pretty sweet t shirt on. his face was in half like it was in that one episode where he went ding ding boom and looked like a major bitch i wanna add but he was half roboat.

"what are these faggots doin they bizness heeya mr white?" jesse said.

"i don't know lez ask em what the fuck do you faggots want motherfucker?" walter said.

"we are here to make you a challange walter." mikey said.

"gus why dint you say anything bitch?" jesse said.

"whassa matter gus? are you chicken? buck bluck buc-kaw!" walt clucked as he flapped and flupped his arms around like a chicken did when it's clockling and clucking.

"no you asshole. i am not a fucking chicken." gus said. he was hella mad.

"hahahaha do that again mr. white that was funny." jesse said.

"buck buck buck kaw!" walter said. walt and jesse started to dance around like chickens.

"gus is a little bitch, gus is a little fuck he can suck our fucks FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK" they sanged to the chicken song but put in they own liryics. now guz was really mad as fuzz.

"YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS. WE CHALLENGE YOU TO A COOK OFF NOT WIT METH BUT LIKE WIT CAKEZ AND TREAZT OK?" guys said. walter and jesse just laughed at guz cuz he so mad.

"u mad bro?" walt said to gus. he only knew that cuz when he was in college all he did other than science n shit was look at sweet intenernet memes and it was really funny and freakin sweet.

"NO I NOT MAD FUCKER" gus said.

"gus fuck yourself bitch. ey mr white what is that funny thing you called gus? hahah" jesse said.

"oh you mean...gus...the bus." walter said with a mean shit eatin gring on his old fucking face.

gus was so mad steam came outta his ears again likea cartoon!

"say that again walter." gus said all not mad now ok?

"gus...the bus." walter said as he put sung lasses on.

"i dare you, say it again!" gus said loud and mean at walt.

"no why don't you go fuck a chicken?" walt said.

"grrr that's enough! we shall have a cook off! but not cooking meth because that shit's for kidz. We be cooking cupcakes motherfucker because that's what really men do." gus siad.

"you're on but don't ya think cup cakes are for faggots? well you are one bitch haha." jesse said.

"FUCKIN FINE. WE COOK REGULAR CAKES INSTEAD OK?" gus said.

"ok bitch" jesse said. they went to the cake arena in town. it was shaped like cake. it's really in albuckurky ok? google it dude, or go to google maps. you can't miss the area shapoed like a giant fucking cake ok?

"LADIES AND GENTALMENS WELLCOME TO THE CAKE BATTEL OF THE CENTURY." the announcment said. it was a robot. walter and jesse - made their cake and brought it there. it was all chocolate and had weed and beer and meth in it, it was legit as fuck and everyone liked it. gus' cake sucked it was made out of chicken and vanilla. yuck!

hank was in the aduience. hank was smoking a joint. sure he was a cop and shit but he didn't give no fux sometimes heliked to party and liven it up!

"man this is good shit." Hang said as he took another hit off his blunt.

"i am hank i wonder what walter is doing it toing. oh yeah he's down there! GO WALTY GO!" hank said. he was high so he didn't really care.

"man that cake looks good, i want me a slice of that yummy yummy shit." hank said as he likced his lips a few times. then he got a handy jay from mary.

"WHO IS WINNTER?" the robot judge fudge said.

"WALTER AND JESSE." the crowd said.

"NOT GUS?" the robot said judge. no one said anything. or even a thing. walt decided to be a dick and pullted out a trape recorderter and it placed and played the sound of kriklets. that made gus really mad.

"what the fuck is wrong with you people? can't you see how shittasic and ass walter's cake is? mine is a million times better." gus said. he was crying because he worked really hard on his chicken cake.

"gus quit being a bus, your chicken and you cake sucks! just saying" walter said. he was just sayin what erryone thought.

"YEAH!" the crowd and hank said. hank was getting another handjob from marree.

"fuck it, fuck you all to hell." gus said. everyone throou tomoatoes at gus. they wouldn't stop and he was buried and got crushed under the tomatos and died. mike was there too but he didn't say a damn thing the hole time and ran awway. yay

"THE WINNERS ARE WALTER AND JESSE." the crowd and the robot said as jesse and walt fist bumped and fist pumped. it was there victory dance ok?

"hey jesse lets get really high to celebrate and eat some greasy and creasy cheese burgers and maybe fuck some hot bitches." walter said.

"hey hey hey that sounds like a plan to me bitch." jesse said.

"i need to go home and let me bitch wife know first though ok?" walt said.

"ok bitch." jesse said.

"so i will go do that now. i am walter white." walter said.

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"hey skyler." walter said.

"what WALT." skyler said. she was being a bitch but when the fuck ain't she being a bitch ya know what i'm saying?

"knock knock." walter said.

"who's there?" skyler saidsaid.

"I AM. BECAUSE I AM THE ONE WHO KNOCKS. I AM THE ONE WHO TELLS KNOCK KNOCK JOKES." walter said.

"walt just WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH " skyler said said. walter took a big hit off a supa joint and he got all weird.

"Now, who is talking to you right? It you think you can see it who would? Do you know how much I make a year? I mean, even if I have told you, you will not believe it. Do you know what happens if you decide that you want to stop I go to work suddenly? Large companies go belly starts enough to be able to listing on the NASDAQ it. Disappearing! It ceases to exist without me. No, I do not know that you are talking to you obviously you, am in. I have not been compromised a clue, let me Schuyler. I am dangerous. I think the man is taken to open his door, and you are mine? I am one person knock No!" walter said. he was really high andd din't know what the fuck he was even saying.

"wow that's really cool mr white. hey you wanna go do something fun? isn't it like yo kids birthday or some shit?" jasse pinkgammon said. he came in thru the window as everyone laughed at how kwrirky and funny jesse was. he put his arms up and smile big and looked at skyler then walter and they smiled back. then walter rememeterd it was his retarded son walter junior's birthday.

"OH SHIT THATS RIGHT. IT IS MY RETARD SONS B-DAY. WE GOTTA THROW HIM A SUPA PARTAY!" walter said.

"SUPA SUPA PARTAY!" jesse said. he started to do a cool dance in the kitchend and breakdanced on the floor as walter clapped his hands and beat boxxxed.

"OK GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY KITCHEN I NEED TO MAKE YOU BOTYH SANDWITCHES BECAUSE THATS WHAT GIRLS DO BUT THEN GET TEH FUCK OUT SO I CAN BE A BITCH OK WALT? WALT!" skyler said. she kicked them out.

"what are we gonna do jesse? it's my retard son's birthday and i don't know what teh fuck he likes. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O?" walter said. he was too high to cry haha it rhymes.

"mr white let's take him to the strip club i bet he never seen boobz before hahaha." jesse said. he was really high.

"jesse! that's a great idea. i'll get him now and we can go get some greasy cheesburgers on the way there." walter said as he fist bumped jesse.

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they got walt jr and put him in da car.

"W-w-w-w-w-what's going on? is it time for brakefast?" walt jr said in a retard accent.

"no...it's birthday time." walt said as he looked at walt jr with a big ass smile on his face.

"yeah birthday time for you, bitch." jesse said.

"we're gonna maked you a really man june ya, by that i mean were taking you to a titty bar to see some boobys." walter said.

"b-b-b-b-b-but girls are only good for m-m-m-m-makling breakfast daaaaaad." walt jr. said.

"shut the fuck up and smoke this super blunt yo." yesse said. he gave walt jr a super blunt and he ate it because he was too busy thinking about breakfast but he still got high and settled the fuck down. they got to the strip club. it was really cool like the ones in GTA V. there were lots of bitches walking around naked and they had a lottta money in their g strings and it was really hot. like if you were there you'd be like daaaaam hey gurlll was sup and smacka that bitchz ass.

"yo mr white there are a lot of bitches here bitch." jesse said.

"yes jesse the number of bitches here is quite relivent to the tolerances of the numbers ekwated to the stuff that does the numbers." walter said with a lot of science. walt jr and jesse were amazed how smart walty was.

then they saw something mad fucked up. it was...agent hank schrader!

"well hey walty...wait a minute...have you guys been smoking weed.?" hank said all madly.

"uh..." jesse, walt and walt jr. said at the same time.

"HEY just kidding, i like th smoke that shit too ahahahah. even though i'm a DEE agent i still like to party it up. fist bump?" hank said. they all fist bumped.

"u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-uuncle hank why're are you here?" walt jr said.

"shut up kid no one cares where the bitches at?" walt said.

"well i work here see how there's anotehr side of this? it's where all the fags go." hank said. he took his clothes off, he was a stripper too! jesse thru up.

"hey fuck you kid, gotta make extra money somehow hahaha. the DAE don't pay worth a fucking shitting fuck." hank said. he ran away.

"ok now i just gotta get really high and drunk to forget about this." walter said.

"GET CRUNK MOTHERFUCKERS." jesse said. then they started to party it the fuck up. walt and jesse got super drunk and took out all their money from the AATM. walt jr was drunk too but kinda scared cuz he never saw a naked bitch befo.

"hey let's get this kidder a bitch yeah?" walter said. they threw walt jr in a room with a stripper and left...

"WALT?!" a mystery person said. walt and jesse looked in tha room. it was...SKYLER WHTIE.

"skyler? WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK ARE YOU GOING HERE?"
walt said. he was freaking the fuck out because he thought he was really high cuz his bitch wife was at the strip club.

"i need the money walt. WALT." skyler said.

"RUN AWAY!" walt screamed as he ran away and jesse ran away too. they ran into the woodz cuz the strip club was in the middle of the woods ok? the name of the strip club was THIS CLUB WILL GIVE YOU WOOD HAHAHA cuz it was clevar and funny and shit ok?

it was dark and shit and tyhey were running around but it was worse cuz they were drunk and high. then they bumped into someone.

"jesse... is that you i bumbed into?" walter said.

"no mr white cuz i'm right here bitch." jesse said.

"and my retard son is still at the WOODY club huh?" walter said.

"yeah." jesse said. he was really high.

"then WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?" walter screamed and looked up. it was...BIGFOOT. WALTER AND JESSE FOUND BIGFOOT!