Last time, it was Ben's sixteenth birthday party hosted at ArcadeGames and all of the Plazians in the mansion are invited! However, things take a u-turn after Lindsay accidentally mistakes a strange substance for her cookie batter during the making of her cookies for the party, causing most of his friends, including himself, to be affected and change personalities. Anthony, Andrew, Cole, Jakob, Lindsay, Tyanna, and Logan start to notice the personality changes after Autumn, who is also one of the affected ones, shows everyone a funny cringe compilation video to pass by the time until the party actually starts. Cole leaves the room to try and find a way to twart the venom's effects, leaving the other six normal Plazians in the party room. After the six observe their affected friends' new personalities, Cole finds out what was in the substance used in the cookies and calls the six Plazians to the kitchen. After explaining that the 'batter' was actually a bunch of Super Smash Bros. discs smashed up and blended into a drink, in courtesy of Chad, Cole informs everyone that the only way to reverse the venom's affects is with alcohol. Coincidentally, Kane and Sarina come in after buying all of the party games and refreshments and Cole explains to them. Out of the blue, it is revealed that Sarina actually carries around a gym bag full of liquor bottles and the nine give it to the affected Plazians, however, it made them extremely drunk and some more craziness occurs.

It was 12:34pm and the group of twenty-five had just came back to their summer mansion after a nice lunch at Wendy's. It was quite a normal day, but this time they actually had stuff to do to pass the time away. After changing back into their pajamas, for they wouldn't be going anywhere else that day, in their rooms, they sat down in the kitchen to finish up any left overs.

"Ah, that was a hectic morning," Jakob sighed, falling back into his seat at the end of the table, flipping on his tablet to watch some Twitch Plays Pokemon.

Tyanna laughed and agreed with Jakob. "Yeah, but at least we finally got to do this without Chad barging in and trying to kill everyone," she giggled, walking over to the ice chest to grab everyone a can of their favorite sodas.

Everyone sat down at the kitchen table to check all of their social media accounts before doing anything else, so it was pretty silent in the mansion. The only sounds you could hear were tapping, Google mapping, and Spencer fapping. That was until the mansion's kitchen phone rang.

"I'll get it," Kane offered after a few more rings. He set his Samsung phone down, for he had just finished checking , and headed over to the kitchen phone next to the pantry.

Just as Kane took a glance at the Caller ID, his face lit up with joy and after checking again, he didn't hesitate to pick up the phone and answer.

"HEY, MAH NIGGA!" Kane shouted happily, for he had not seen this person in a long time. Tyanna, David, Jagger, Sammi, Erman, Logan, Autumn, and Amina heard the shouting and looked up from their phones or tablets and then over at Kane. None of them had ever saw Kane this happy before, so they decided to eavesdrop.

Out of the phone's speakers came a chuckle. "Yo yo yo Kane, you haven't changed a bit! Whazzup nigga?"

Kane then proceeded to tell this person all about how his summer was going and all of the crazy adventures he had done with his friends. After talking about Ben's birthday and what happened, as well as finishing up with what had happened that day at lunch, he waited for a response.

"Haha, wow dayum sounds great yoyoyo fo shizzle. I see you be gettin' along with the white keeds. Say, I was just at a strip club in your state and I thought to mahself 'hey maybe that black hunk would like a visit frum me' so, I decided that I'd visit you. And u can't say naw 'cuz I'm already halfway dere."

Kane snorted. "Pfft, why would I ever say no to you?" Kane laughed. "Of course you can visit my friends and I!..." Kane then paused. "Wait, how did you even know the summer mansion's address?"

"Dey don't call it black magic fo nothin' Kane. Now, I'll be there at around 1:15. Bye grandson."

"A'iight, bye Grandpa Kane III," Kane concluded the call, setting the phone back down and hanging up. A few seconds after hanging up, a large grin emitted from the teenager's face.

"Hey Kane, who was that?" Amina asked as Kane walked back over to the table, happy to see Kane happy and smiling.

"Yeah, but if there is one thing I do know, is that this guy is extremely black," Logan nodded, only knowing that. Tyanna nudged Logan slightly and teasingly in the elbow.

Kane laughed a little. "Haha, yeah... my grandpa always did have that kind of accent. But anyways, yes that was my grandpa, Grandpa Kane the third, and he's coming to visit me at around 1:15pm. I'll also introduce him to you guys briefly. He's only staying for a night so I want to spend as much time with him as I can before he heads back to his state down south."

"Sounds like you have a close bond with him," Lindsay smiled mischievously. It took Kane a few seconds before he realized what the twelve year-old girl had meant.

"... oh god stfu Lindsay," Kane shook his head at Lindsay's dirty mind.

"Wait, if he is staying overnight, where is he going to sleep? Definitely not in the girls room, we know that, but isn't the boys room filled already?" Kishy pointed out the cons of the visit.

Ben pondered for a few seconds, rubbing his chin. "Hm... well, I'm sure he can sleep on the couch in the main room. I mean, it is only one night."

"Yeah, that's a good idea I guess. Plus, we have tons of spare blankets in the girls room he could use. And pillows, too," Amina remembered the closet full of spare bed supplies in their room.

"Wait, Kane, is your grandpa one of... those grandpas?" Sammi's tone of voice got quieter after highlighting on the word 'those'. Kane as well as everyone else got confused at looked at Sammi curiously.

"Um... what do you mean, Sam?" Kane asked.

"I mean, is your grandpa one of those crazy black grandpas who criticize every single action a white person does? For example, if there's not enough room in a bed and they make your grandpa sleep in a shitty air mattress, will he go crazy and start nagging everyone in the bed about Martin Luther King's speech, or what Abraham Lincoln did, assuming that the white people were being racist?"

Once Sammi finished that, Kane's eyes widened briefly before restoring back to normal. "Um... I really don't know... but if there's one thing I do know, is that I'm not calling this off! J-just act normal around him..." Kane gulped. When everyone noticed that Kane obviously didn't have things under control, they got nervous too.

"But that's not where it gets worse..." Sammi began once more.

"Oh jeez," Jakob rolled his eyes. However, deep inside, Jakob was also kind of nervous.

Sammi ignored Jakob's comment and started her story. "One time, I was at a sleepover with a couple of girls from our school, Meia Little, Lily Woods, Brittany Rawr, and Kayla Foreverluv... and... LaQueefa Jones... things were going well, until we played musical chairs with the soundtrack from Star Trek... LaQueefa got out and she went MAD... she called her mother, Sharkiesha, on her watermelon phone and it seemed like just mere seconds before Sharkiesha busted through the door. LaQueefa groaned about how we were being 'racist', and well... let's just say that a lot of blood was lost."

After Sammi finished her story, she looked around the room and everyone's faces expressed nervousness, even Kishy and Andrew's, as well as Kane.

Cole gulped. "E-erm... how about we just act as nice as we can near Kane's grandpa... ..."

"Indeed..." Ben agreed with Cole, trying to look as calm as possible. "H-how about we just treat him like he's superior to us...?"

Sammi chuckled. "Tch, ooooooooooooh, that's a bad idea, Benny..."

Sammi then proceeded to tell the twenty-four about bad experiences she had with violent and accusing black people in her day. By the time Kane's grandpa rang their front doorbell, everyone was terrified and nervous that Kane's grandpa might try to kill them.

"U-um... who wants to welcome Kane's grandpa in...? ." Andrew's shuddered, his voice showing signs of being scared. His physical behavior didn't really help improve his image much.

"I, uh... I have to go take a shit hold on," David scurried out of the room.

"...oh, I hear a squirrel outside!" Jagger tried to think up an excuse, fast.

"Kane's grandpa is outside," Lindsay reminded him.

"...aw man, the squirrel went away," Jagger tried to lie again.

Kane groaned at everyone's behaviors. "Come on, guys, my grandpa is mellow, he won't care. Just act normal, it'll be fine." As Kane said that, he got up from his seat at the table once again, with everyone else following behind him.

Just as Kane was in the main room and his hand almost reached the door, he hesitated for a second before turning around and looking at the twenty-four. "Now then, you guys better not fuck this up for me, okay? All black people are going to get somewhat mad if you act racist around them. Promise me not to screw this up?"

Spencer spoke up. "We won't, god damn relax Kane."

"Yeah, I mean this IS your family. We'll be calm," Heather nodded to Kane with a serious look in her eyes.

Kane just stared at everyone, looking slowly back and forth to make sure everyone was in total control of themselves. He snapped out of his slowness when his grandpa shouted 'nigga I don't got all day, the police are gon' find me some day or another', so Kane shook his head, turned around, grabbed the handle of the door, and opened it.

Standing on the front porch was a short old black man with messy gray hair, a lazy eye, a green sweater, khakis, black dress shoes, and a cane to help him walk. If you looked closely, you could also notice that he was bearing two hearing aids.

"Kane, mah boy!" Kane's grandpa smiled, walking slowly over to his grandson to hug him. After doing a weird handshake, Kane's grandpa thought he saw other people so he looked over Kane's shoulder and groaned a little. He whispered into Kane's ear, "Kane... what are you doin' living with a bunch of crackers?" he snapped.

"Wait, Grandpa, what's wrong with that, didn't you hear me over the phone.." Kane had a somewhat worried look on his face.

"Nigga I thought you was joking!" Grandpa hissed.

Kane sighed. "Ugh, you're always like this. Just give them a chance, okay? It's been a while since I've seen you!" Kane whispered, looking behind him, hoping that his friends didn't hear any of that.

Grandpa hesitated before sighing and replying. "Alright, fine... but if any of them show any signs of racism... there will be trouble..."

Fuck, now I know what Sam was talking about... Kane had a worrying thought in his head. Kane backed up near his friends to allow his grandpa to scan over them and get a good glimpse at who he was looking at.

"Well...? Kane, 'troduce me to 'em," Grandpa grumbled something under his breath before looking up and expecting an introduction. "Though, make it brief," Grandpa added at the end.

"Um... here..." after Kane wrote something down on a sheet of paper, he handed it to his grandpa. "Here, it's a sheet of paper that basically describes everyone from left to right, top to bottom."

"Hm..." Grandpa grumbled, taking a look at the sheet.

My Friends from Top Row to Bottom Row, Left to Right:

Sammi = Crazy Sci-Fi fan

Jakob = TPP fanboy

Lindsay = Perverted twelve year-old

Jagger = Ghetto dog

Stacy = Thug

Autumn = Fanfic writer

Eric = Artist

Cole = Animanga fan

Ben = Boring nerd

Kishy = Hot nerd

Isaac = Horny

Angel = Young web developer who eats expired chocolate

Erman = Furry and web developer

Amina = RICH MONEY $$$ SHY NICE MONEY $$$

Jack = Sane, normal teenager with a life

David = "I'm better than you"

Spencer = Weird fetishes

Heather = Crazy

Tyanna = Peppy white girl

Sami = Sexy

Sarina = SJW

Andrew = Asexual

Logan = Funny

Anthony = Shrek worshipper

Kane(myself) = Sane black guy

Grandpa crumbled up the paper, fried it with his cane, which could turn into a fryer by just the press of a button, and ate it after it was fried all the way.

"o-o... ummmm, hi Grandpa... I mean...! Not like, grandpa as in, you gave birth to a white person, I mean um... well do you wanna sit down on the couch?" Amina asked sheepishly, patting the pillows on the couch for Kane's grandpa to sit on.

When everyone cleared the way for Kane's grandpa, obviously being nervous after Sammi's stories, Grandpa gave everyone a suspicious look and then shifted a threatening look to his grandson, just before sitting down and making himself comfy.

Kane felt sweat dripping down his forehead. The teen had tried to keep his forced smile on his face. "Um, hey Grandpa, want me to get you some grape Kool-Aid? The Wicks family classic!..." Kane asked with a shaky voice.

"Yea yea, a'iight, hurry it up," Grandpa muttered under his breath. Grandpa stuck his right hand in the pocket of his vest and dumped out all 1,000 grape Kool-Aid packets for Kane to chose from. "Heavy in flavor, just the way I like it!" Grandpa demanded.

Kane grabbed all of them and hastily darted for the kitchen. "Yea- yeah! Um, everyone, get along with my grandpa while I make this okay? Okay great bye!" Kane then disappeared into the kitchen.

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"I like Bob Marley, Mr. Wicks," Lindsay bluntly told Grandpa, hoping to form a good first impression.

"Hm..." Grandpa smiled a little, wondering if there was hope. "Really?"

"Yea he's our favorite actor. Wasn't he in Men in Black?" Isaac turned his head over to Grandpa.

Grandpa looked to be confused. "A-act-"

"Nonono, that was Morgan Freeman," Jakob answered back, knowing it was risky for him to answer.

"You're stupid, Jakob and Isaac..." Sammi began.

Oh thank god one of these crackas are smart! Grandpa sighed, glad that one white person was sane.

"Morgan Freeman is that female role model on the cover of the 3DSPlaza Fagazine. It's basic knowledge," Sammi turned her nose away from the two boys.

Cole scoffed. "Morgan Freeman?! NO! You're talking about Michael Jordan on the 3DSPlaza Fagazine!"

DAMN WHITE KIDS. Grandpa felt like giving one of Kane's friends a smack across the face.

When Kane walked back into the main room with his huge glass of grape Kool-Aid, he immediately flinched at his sight. What he saw was his grandpa in a referee uniform, holding a stopwatch in one and a cigarette in the other. On the floor, all twenty-four of his friends were on the ground, performing push-ups. This screw up must have been recent, for Grandpa was just on the number eight.

"Yo Grandpa... what happened in here?" Kane asked curiously, setting the Kool-Aid on the coffee table in front of the couch. After that, he looked down and scanned over the space between the television and the coffee table, watching his friends do push ups.

Grandpa looked up and over at Kane who looked puzzled. "BREAK! I hope you wussies are ready for nine-hundred more push ups after I talk to Kane!"

After Grandpa informed everyone of the break, he paused midway to view Ben still going at it, while everyone else surrounding him were all panting and trying to clear up their sweat.

"I... *huff* won't stop... Because I... *cough* am not a wussy... Grandpa look I'm... *belch* s-strong...!" Ben struggled to keep going at it. Grandpa looked at Ben struggle for a few more seconds.

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"NIGGA I SAID BREAK!" Grandpa blew his whistle as hard as he could into Ben's ear, causing him to fall over and become in the same state as everyone else.

"Aiight, Kane, whaddya want?" Grandpa asked somewhat quietly with a bitter tone of voice.

"Um... what's going on... here?" Kane asked, using his hands to draw an imaginary circle around his tired out friends.

Grandpa scoffed. "Nigga dese kids don't know shit about us black people... now luckily they haven't been racist... because if they do... well... now lets just say dese kiddies won't get out of dis house alive..."

Kane gulped, realizing that his grandpa was like one of the black people from Sammi's stories, which he had thought to be fake. "Y-yes, grandpa, uh... I'll make sure that you feel at home!"

"You betta... now, join your friends in doing push ups. On the ground, now now now!" Grandpa's tone of voice got louder as he demanded his grandson to get on the ground with his friends. Kane was about to question it, but he thought that he shouldn't piss off his grandpa after what he had heard.

Kane gulped once more. "Y-yes sir." And with that, Kane got on the ground next to Isaac, who had signaled him over, and his grandpa resumed the nine hundred push ups, making Kane do ten extra since he had missed the first ten of them.

The push ups took about an hour, for every time someone fell down, he would restart the previous ten, so technically they did more than just nine hundred. After that and Grandpa spitting his tobacco all over the carpet, trying to hit someone, they had finally finished and when they did, everyone's backs were sore.

"I... I think I broke my leg..." Spencer coughed.

"Ugh... this visit Grandpa is having is worse than the time my friend became an actress and she told me say 'break a leg' rather than 'good luck' before she went on stage..." Logan began.

"...well? What occurred next?" Kishy asked, fixing up Andrew's leg.

"Well... apparently this logic does not apply when she went for an evening out after the play and I said, 'hope you get raped.'..." Logan concluded.

"...oh my..." Ben spoke to himself quietly while placing band-aids on the areas where he had fallen.

Kane was the most annoyed of all. "Alright, everyone in the kitchen. Now."

When they got to the kitchen, they froze at the sight of Kane's grandpa sipping on some grape Kool-Aid.

"Gr-grandpa!" Kane shrieked, backing up two steps, not expecting his grandpao be standing there.

"Whaddya want boi?!"

Kane looked at his friends, and then back to his grandpa. "Um... can you get out please, we're about to bake you a... uh..."

"a cake." Benjamin lied quickly.

Kane gave a silent sigh of relief and gave Ben a thumbs up.

"A cake, nigga?!..."

...

"Well alllrigh'! Damn my boy be growin' up so fast..." Grandpa chuckled. "Well, I'll leave you and yo cracka friends to peace fo' now..." Grandpa proceeded to walk out of the kitchen.

Everyone waited until they were sure that Grandpa was far away from the kitchen. It was actually pretty easy since his bones cracked every time he walked. When Kane was sure he was faaaaar away, he began.

"Alright, first of all, what the hell did you guys do to piss off my grandpa?!" Kane shouted.

"We were born without color." Kishy replied in a sarcastic tone.

Kane looked angrier. "THE HELL, N- well yes, but BESIDES THAT!"

David then spoke up. "Well, we did get names of famous black celebrities wrong, and chant the watermelon song."

"Wait, when did we do the watermelon song?" Autumn asked.

"While you were mistaking the names of slave owners as black heroes."

"O.. ohhhhhh, that's why he got angry at me." Autumn realized what she had done.

Kane looked like he wad going to kill someone, but then he sighed. "Alright... I understand that you guys are holding in a bunch of anger for my old man, but in reality he is actually a good guy... I think I might know how to solve this..." Kane looked down.

Meanwhile, Grandpa was in the living room of the mansion, watching Keeping Up With the Trumpdashians while sipping on his Kool-Aid.

"Ah..." Grandpa sighed, leaning back in his chair. "Nothing like a shitty show about Kim-Donald hybrids..." Grandpa looked over and shook his glass cup. "Except maybe some more grape Kool-Aid. Imma go see how my grandson and his shitty uncultured friends are doin'." Grandpa got up ftom his chair and headed back into the kitchen.

After a long silence, Kane looked back up at his shitty friends. "Alright, let's vent. Go ahead and say something bad about my grandpa. I know it is a bad idea, but I assure you that there is no-"

"HE'S A FUCKING JERK!"

And with Lindsay's comment, everybody began shouting all at once aboug their opinions on Kane's grandfather.

"Oh dear Lord." Kane groaned.

As Grandpa limped closer to the kitchen, he could hear chanting coming from his destination. Hmmmmm? he thought he kept hearing his full name. As he got closer, Grandpa tripped over one of Eric's dildos he bought at the eBay mall and fell flat on his back, causing his hearing aids to get quieter.

Thud! Everyone in the kitchen paused.

"Did everyone hear that? o_O" Sami asked, somewhat shocked. Everyone started looking around the kitchen, until Sarina was the first to notice something.

"EW FUCK, EVERYONE LOOK OVER THERE!" Sarina sceamed, pointing to the cabiniet where a bunch of cockroaches were exiting from due to being woken up by Grandpa's loud crash.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" everyone started panicking.

"Aw shit whaddid I trip on?" Grandpa groaned. When he sat up, he saw the Pikachu dildo vibrating over the hallway. "Gay crackas..." Grandpa shook his head. He got tired of not being able to hear himself, so he adjusted his hearing aids hntil it was not beeping or quiet. He then proceeded to make his way to the kitchen to check on Kane until he heard something... interesting.

"MY GOD KILL HIM ALREADY, I HATE CREATURES LIKE THAT!" he heard a guy, Isaac, scream.

"Quit being such a baby, I saw things like him all the time back down south!" Jakob shouted back.

His eyes widened more and more with anger, and one comment caused him to snap completely.

BARK! "KILL THE NIGGA ALREADY, AND THEN THE REST!" Jagger barked, with almost everyone shouting their own variation of agreement.

"My god, these kids be trying ta kill me! Well two can play that game!" Thunder flashed behind Grandpa as he grabbed a switchblade from his grape Kool-Aid bag. He then made his way over to the kitchen door as the power went out behind him.

Everyone in the kitchen were already panicking, trying to kill as many roaches as they could, Isaac getting the most killed by seducing them until they drove themself to suicide. Then, the power went out.

"Holy shit, not this again!" Andrew panicked in fear. Sarina jumped into Logan's arms, fiercely making out with him.

"Well this is just great... well, at least this can't get any-" Ben was interrupted when the kitchen door slammed open, revealing Grandpa with his box of raisins in his left hand, and his switchblade in the other.

"YOU CRACKAS TRYIN TO KILL ME?!" Kane's grandpa growled as loud as his dying lungs would let him.

"...worse..." Ben finally got to finish his sentence, concluded with heavy rain and lightning.

Suddenly, the whole mansion began to tilt slightly over on it's side.

Autumn crashed next to the window alongside Sammi, Jack, and Anthony. Autumn and Jack were the only ones who managed to turn around and take a peak outside through the window.

"Holy..." Jack's eyes widen at what he saw, and so did Sammi and Anthony when they saw.

"The whole town of 3DSPlaza is flooded!" Autumn shouted.

"Holy shit, every single part of this town is floating," Anthony announced after Autumn.

Grandpa rolled his eyes. He had a strict policy on not believing nor trusting white people. "Yea yea whatever, fuck off crackas befo' I stab ya to death!"

Everyone gasped but Ben rolled his eyes. "Oh gee, you know main characters never di-" Ben was interrupted again bug Grandpa pulling out the head of his white landlord.

"Ben just shut the fuck up before you say something like 'it's not like Grandpa is gonna push Angel out of the w-"

Before Erman could even finish, Angel was headbutted out of the window by Grandpa.

"...fuck."

At this moment, everyone was frozen and silent, with nothing but the sounds of the ocean crashing against the mansion and Angel begging for help.

...

"Ok, we really have to really call 911 to get us out and to arrest your crazy grandpa, Kane." Jagger barked.

"O-okay... well, let's just play this easy, grandpa... I'll just grab the phone and everything will be just-"

Grandpa threw one of the kitchen's silver butter knives at Kane's hand, scratching it. "Nigga you ain't callin' anyone."

..."RUN!" Lindsay broke the awkward silence in panic.

Everyone dashed past Grandpa and out of the kitchen, and Jagger even managed to bite off Grandpa's pants and... thong...? The fuck? Anyways, Grandpa tried to chase them back.

"Are you sure this will work, Lindsay? Everything is tilting uncontrollably and-" Jakob was cut off when a diamond-encrusted dildo, presumably belonging to Isaac or Eric, broke and smashed against his head.

"Babeeee," Sammi pretended to care, stuffing him down her shirt so she could continue running for her life and making it out with a boyfriend.

Just then, they heard Grandpa spouting slang from the 1450s. Grandpa used his cane as a jetpack to catch up and kill Kane's white friends. However, the speed managed to tear off Grandpa's skin. Everyone gasped when they saw who he really was...

it...

was...

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IT WAS CHAD!111111111!11

"O shit I knew mah grandpappy wasn't dis fkin crazy" Kane said in a half-assed bewildered tone of voice.

"Well, now I can do what I've been waiting to do without being flooded with guilt," Kishy sighed happily.

"And that is...?" Andrew asked.

Kishy grabbed five boxes of grenades that she had gotten from Autumn's drug dealing sister from her pocket. "EVERYONE JUMP OUT OF THE WINDOW."

With her order, everyone jumped out of the window including herself. Kishy opened up all of the boxes and used her spooky voodoo magic to unpin the grenades. She chucked all five boxes of the now malignant grenades into the summer mansion.

"Now watch the best part of this summer and the arguably best conclusion of our adventures," Kishy smiled, swimming back.

Inside the mansion, Chad managed to run, but tripped on his own fat layers.

"DAMN YOU OBESITY!" Chad cried through layers of fat. With that moment, their summer mansion burst into flames.

"...and that is how our 'fun' summer ends," Kishy smiled, spitting out the salt water she had swallowed on accident.

"..." everyone was silent.

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"MY HOUSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Jakob woke up from his unconscious state and cried out.

THE END. e3e