So here's the next chapter. Shout out to AGingerGuy I'm so happy you started writing again. Wow I've never been an inspiration before... I'm so honored. Yeah sorta in a rut with this story at the moment.(I have a few scenes later planned out but I need a transition piece and more Josh I love Zina but Josh needs some lovin too ) I'm really sorry, guys.
WARNING : Mild homophobic content. I'm sorry. And Pesto's a dick as usual
" Thanks for coming Zeke "
" Hey Bob where's my son? " Pesto barked, bursting through the doors.
" Probably with mine "
" What? "
" Our sons are together "
" Andy said he went on a date "
" Yes with my son "
" No " Pesto denied. His face blanched at the prospect.
" Yes "
" No " Pesto shook his head in disbelief.
" Yes "
" What? "
" Yes "
" That's it! I-I tolerated the dancing and dating your daughter and his general existence… " Pesto raged. " But-but THIS is the last straw"
" Pesto, calm down "
" HOW CAN I CALM DOWN, BOB? HOW? OH MY GOD! "
Jimmy's face was as red as his store-bought pizza sauce, eyes bulging out of their sockets. His breathing was erratic, he was grabbing at his throat.
"Jimmy, you're hyperventilating. Come on, take a deep breath"
"No Bob! I-I-I can't! I- What? " Pesto shrieked, before collapsing onto the floor.
" Oh my god! " Bob facepalmed.
" Um… What just happened? " Zeke whispered, staring at the unconscious body below them.
" Zeke, go get Trev. We need to get him out of here but first..." Bob chuckled