I had to do this chapter, it was too funny not to. Not only is the title completely random, but so is the plot. Hope you all enjoy it as much as did typing it. Also, my replies to reviews has been moved to the bottom of the page.

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Whore.

That was a new word Robert used to describe him. Whore.

It wasn't that he slept with a lot of people or anything; from what Robert gathered, he was still a virgin. But he was still a whore. By definition anyways.

Robert defined a whore as someone who gives people anything extremely easily, without having them work for it. And by that, he was definitely a whore. He's been whoring himself out since he was a kid. Not only has he been whoring himself out to others, but mostly to his friends, and they helped whore him out to others as Robert saw it.

Robert justified this through three points. One was the fact the he helped any and everybody. There wasn't a person he wouldn't help. Second was that he had so much experience helping that it was easy and simple for him to do without much effort. Lastly, people didn't have to persuade him to do what he does. They just had to walk up to him, ask, and he would do it. With three simple points, Robert proved that he was not only a whore, but sounded somewhat like a slut as well.

He wasn't a slut, but a whore; there was a difference. Sluts advertised what they would do with zest. He didn't, not intentionally anyways. When he did things for others, it got around and other people came for the same assistance, but that was advertising on his part. Well, maybe he was a little bit of a slut too, but he was mostly a whore. The whorishness overshadowed the slutiness

From what Robert could see, it's gotten worse over time. Now that he was older, the monkey boy was smarter, and that meant he could help people faster, which meant he could help more people, whoring himself out more than ever. Not only that, but in four years, the monkey-boy became a little bit of a pretty boy which adding to his whorishness. He was able to be let off easy by everyone, because he could pull off an innocent look anytime he was accused; something he amazingly wasn't able to do when he was little.

But Robert was able to forgive him, because he couldn't help being a whore to any and every person who asked for his help; it was in his blood. He couldn't stop being a whore if he tried.

Still, the monkey-boy blew a gasket when Robert called him a whore after they met up before lunch one day.

"How are you going to stand here and call me a whore?" TJ asked Robert. The two of them stood outside the school during lunch.

"You are," Robert said. "You're the definition of a whore. You whore yourself out to everyone!"

"I haven't slept with anyone and you know it!"

"I didn't say you slept with anyone. I just said you were a whore."

"…..What? That doesn't make any sense!" TJ yelled at him.

"Look, you help a lot of people right?" Robert asked him.

"Yeah."

"And it's easy for you to help others, right?"

"Right."

"So you're a whore." Robert stated. "You're the school's whore."

"You're crazy," Said TJ.

"I'm not the only one who thinks so."

"…..w-who else thinks I'm a whore?"

"Come with me." Robert walked into the school with TJ following after. After a few minutes they made it to the cafeteria. Robert led him over to his friends and got their attention by pulling TJ the rest of the way. "I need to ask you all a question. Is he," Robert paused to let go of TJ's arm and pointed at him. "A whore?" He was met with silence, and took it as them not knowing how to answer an awkward question. "Look, he helps everybody, it's easy for him to do, and when he helps people they don't have to do much to persuade him. He's a whore, right?"

"That does sound kind of whorish," Gretchen said.

"If you say it like that, then yeah," Said Vince. "He does sound like one."

"Who's side are you guy's on?" TJ asked them in disbelief.

"We're on your side, TJ," Spinelli told him. "But you're a whore. You just have to accept that. Besides it's just….it's just…whats the word I'm looking for?"

"Metaphorical?" Said Grectchen.

"Yeah, it's just metaphorical. You're not an ACTUAL whore, even though you have a dog collar on."

"See? They think so too," Robert said to him. "It's okay, you can't help it."

"I have the most questionable friends….." TJ mumbled to himself. "So I'm a whore?" They all nodded. "Okay, I'm a whore…." He walked out of the cafeteria, head hanging low. Robert looked at him as he left, feeling guilty. Saying goodbye to the monkey-boys friends, he went after him.

After a few minutes of wandering, Robert found him standing in an empty hallway, leaning against a set of lockers. Robert could see that he looked upset, even a little angry.

"Hey," Robert said just loud enough to catch his attention. After TJ looked up at him he continued to talk. "You okay?"

"What do you think?" TJ snapped at him. "You call me whore and make my friends think I'm a whore. I'm pissed off!"

"I didn't mean it like that," Robert said as he approached him. "I just meant that you help people a lot. Kinda like a whore."

"But why do you have to call me a whore?"TJ asked him.

"Would you rather have me call you a slut?" Robert joked. "I guess I just wanted to put a name to it. If I called you a whore, then you would be my whore." Robert came closer to him and pulled the monkey-boy into a hug even though he still had his arms folded. "I'm sorry. If you don't want me to call you a whore, then I won't, okay?"

"Thanks."

Donna nnov: I know that this is out of nowhere, but I was brought back to your comment about when you were listing some of the strangest pairings and one of them caught my eye. I'm just gonna come out and say it: I can come up with a TJXGus story. I seriously could. Would it be believable? Probably not. :P but I could. I'd be crazy though. XD Now it's got me thinking about pairing him with all kinds of people…