Broken Hearts and Shed Tears- Part…um… what comes after four?
Chapter- uh twenty? No. Five! Yes! Got it! Called… uhhhhhh… … (snores)… HUH? Wha-? Yeah, I suck my thumb, what of it? Oh, right, it's called Whose 'life' is it anyway? Get it? Ha ha! … (crickets chirp) Just… deal with the stupid title…
Previously…
BEEP BEEP!
Now…"AAUGH!" Honey shrieked.
"Mac! Tessa! There's a truck!" Bloo screamed.
"Oh, really? Where?" Honey said looking around.
"Why'd you scream then?" Bloo asked.
"It's the Ice Cream Truck! Wee!"
"Remind me why I wanted to be related to you…" Bloo sighed.
"Oh, look, it's heading this way…" Honey realized.
"I love you and everything, but you sure can be a pain in the- MAC! SNAP OUT OF IT, YOU IDIOT! THERE'S A TRUCK!"
"The ice cream truck!" Honey squeaked happily. Bloo frowned.
"Um, Mac?" Tessa said trying to pull away from Mac. He didn't move. "Mac?" Still nothing. "MAC! WAKE UP AND SMELL THE TRANSMISSION FLUID! THERE'S A TRUCK!"
"Yeah! T-R-U-K Truck!" Bloo screamed.
"The ice cream truck!" Honey twittered. Bloo smacked his forehead.
"What? Did you say something, Tessa?" Mac awoke.
"I SAID THERE'S A TRUCK! WHAT ARE YOU, DEAF?" Bloo groaned.
"The ice-,"
"DON'T SAY IT!"
"I DREW A BUNNY!"
"You need to just stop talking for the rest of this story, okay?"
"Oh, there is a truck, hmm, interesting that I didn't know that…" Mac said. There was an awkward silence. Tessa frowned.
"Ahem cough," she said.
"Oh, right," Mac said snapping out of that little distracted moment.
"The truck, we need to get out of the way… before we get smished," Tessa said.
"THE ICE CREAM TRUCK!" Honey squealed. Bloo winced.
"Honey, I'm just going to say… I've… really watched my… language here today…" he snarled. (Copyright from Mr. Resetti from Animal Crossing)
BEEP BEEP!
"Aw, crud," Mac grumbled.
"Would-you-just- ARGH!" Tessa growled. Tessa pushed Mac off the road and ran off herself just as the truck hit the brakes.
"WEE! ICE CREAM!" Honey squealed running about in circles.
"Honey, what did I say about shutting up?" Bloo mumbled grabbing Honey by her tail. (Of course, she's taller and stronger than Bloo so she took off with him while he dangled from her tail crashing into rocks and stuff…)
Meanwhile as Bloo was being bruised and dragged around by his girlfriend who kept saying stuff like "ICE CREAM!"…
Mac sat up and sighed a shudder of relief.
"Tessa? You okay?" he said looking over next to him.
"Uh-huh…" she panted, "You?"
"Fine." Something struck Mac as odd though. "Tess, why'd you do that?"
"Do what?" Tessa asked curiously.
"Save my life like that?"
"Cuz'…" Tessa said shyly, "That's what friends do…" She had never felt so shy around Mac since she had first met him. It may have had something to do with the fact that she hadn't considered him as her friend for a week now. Mac smiled.
"Good point," he giggled.
"Sorry, I could've been a little nicer about that," Tessa smiled shyly. She moved a little closer to him and lightly touched her lips to his cheek. Mac beamed.
"WEE! ICE CREAM!" Honey squealed.
"AAUGH! RAMPAGE OF THE FEMALE! (ow) HELP!" Bloo shouted still holding on to her yellow tail.
"Um, yeah we should calm her down," Tessa said quickly. Her cheeks were a brilliant pink. But as she ran off to catch her imaginary friend, Mac said quickly,
"Uh, Tessa?" She stopped. "I-I was thinking… that book report is due tomorrow… and I was wondering if you wanted to work on that over at my place?" Tessa smiled.
"Sure," she said. Mac just smiled back.
"WEEE!"
"HONEY! NO! THAT'S NOT THE ICE CREAM TRUCK!" Tessa called.
"Oh, really? What IS it then, huh?"
"It's a truck for McDonald's…"
"Oh… WELL IT HAS MCFLURRIES! WEEEEEEE!"
"You wanted to be related to her?" Mac asked a very beat-up Bloo.
"Yes, and I still do."
"Okay, it's your funeral," Tessa sighed.
The end… for now… (Dun dun DUN!)
"ICE CREAM!""Honey, shut up…"