Matt here: Uh, I really should put the following in, but, It's not as bad as what I normally write. I like pie! Meeps!
Warning: This chapter contains mild sexual content. If you are offended b such things, you a fucking pussy, and should stop fucking reading my stories, you fucking pussy! You gonna go home to be raped by a minister you fucking pussy! PUSSY!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fanfic, except Matt and... wait... he's not in this chapter.
Jaden and Syrus were eating a romantic meal at a candle lit table in the kind of restaurant you take a chick to if you want to score on the first date.
Syrus, staring into Jaden's eyes: Oh Jaden, I never want this moment to end!
Jaden, scarfing down his food: I do! This is sooo chick food! WAITER!
Waiter, appearing out of nowhere: Yes, monsieur?
Jaden: I want some more of these shrimp thingies!
Waiter, through a heavy french accent: Do you want ze un or ze deux plattle?
Jaden, full attention: DUEL BATTLE!
Jaden, pulling out his duel disk and deck: GET YOUR GAME ON!
Various Guests: HOLY FUCK! HE'S GOT A DECK RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
Waiter, pulling off his mask: I accept your challenge! But I must reveal my true form,...
Syrus: HOLY FUCK! HE'S YOGI BEAR!
Waiter: What the hell? I'm still wearing the fucking costume! You're a dumbass! I'm really...
Gonzo: Gonzo!
Jaden: Was saying your name really necessary?
Gonzo: What do you mean?
Jaden, pointing at the line above: See, your name appears right in front of what you say. That whole introduction was just a waste of time.
Gonzo: Fuck... uh... Distraction Jutsu!
Gonzo then threw a shoe at Jaden's head and attempted to escape, but tripped over Brittany Spears shattered career. (That was today's cheap shot a Brittany Spears.)
Gonzo, holding his bleeding leg: OW! FUCK!
Syrus: This joke may be a little late, but, who the fuck is Gonzo?
Jaden: He's that weird machismo-addicted alien on the Muppets.
Syrus: Is that how you spell machismo? I doesn't look right.
Gonzo, shoving a long meat log up Syrus's ass, much to that homo's pleasure: Uh, ... you still wanna duel?
Jaden: Nah,... the moods kind of gone,... I guess we can't get any food since the people are gone?
Gonzo: Nah...
Jaden, looking at his watch: Shit! We still need to blow 3 hours to give Matt and Brogan time to finish their mission.
Gonzo: Hmm... want to fuck chickens?
Jaden: Hellz Ya!
Jaden and Gonzo were preforming various sexual acts toward chickens when Syrus awoke.
Syrus, rubbing his anus: How the hell was I knocked unconscious by anal rape?
Jaden, looking up from his plate: Hey Syrus! Your awake! Guess what?
Syrus, rolling his eyes: What?
Jaden: I found out this is a Chinese Restaurant!
Syrus: No it isn't!
Jaden: Yes it is! You know how I can tell?
Syrus, slightly intrigued: How?
Jaden, grinning: Because, It may look like we're eating chicken, but we're really eating pussy!
Syrus, smacking his head: Not only was that racist, it was extremely lame! (What? Chickens don't have vaginas? Uh... Distraction Jutsu!)
Jaden and Gonzo just continued laughing their asses off.
Syrus: Isn't it time to leave?
Jaden, humping a chicken up the ass: UH! OH YEAH! BESTIALITY! FUCK YEAH!
Syrus, sighing: I'll do it.
Syrus the pulled out a video walkie talkie, and noticed that the message button was flashing red.
Syrus, pressing it: What do we have here?
Matt, picture popping up on the screen: Jaden! We finished early, so we went back to the school, and, well, you gotta see it for yourself! Get the fuck over here! NOW!
Syrus, thanking god: Jaden! Time... to...
Syrus couldn't finish his sentence, because he was fixed on the cum streaming out of Jaden's cock all over that naughty chicken. Oh yeah! (There happy, I put in a mini-lemon! You sick perverts) Syrus's pants immediately tightened at the sight.
Jaden, pulling up his pants: Time to go, you say? Too bad, I was gonna let you anally fuck me!
Jaden ran out of the room, killing a Ra Yellow in the process.
Syrus: GOD MOTHER FUCKING DAMN IT!
Well, Review, and I'll put both a better and less gay lemon in the next chapter, well, this one wasn't gay, so much as beastiality, but whose counting. I like pie! Meeps!
