Hehe. . .

Ok. . .

I'll just,

Shut up now. . .

K. . .

Vote plz. . .

️❤️Much Love❤️
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"No no no, this wasn't supposed to happen!"

Jeb frowned as he made small circles on Ryan's back. Ryan was having a small freak-out, and he was hyperventilating and mumbling to himself, obvious guilt washing over him. Jeb gave Ryan a sincere look as he continued doing his hand motion, "I believe you Ryan, and even if this was a joke, it would have gone too far."

"Damn right it went too far." Quentin growled as he glared at Ryan. "And this was your idea! You were the one that thought about playing that 'cute' friendship ritual in honor of a death god. How the hell do we make sure you aren't a satanist or something?"

Ryan raised his eyebrows and he glowered at Quentin, "What type of stupid accusation is that?!"

"A reasonable one, that's what!" Quentin argued.

"Can you two settle down?!" Jeb interrupted as he glared at the two men, "You're both acting like retards, get ahold of yourselves!"

Both Ryan and Quentin frowned as they looked away from each other. The three of them were in the same classroom, slowly taking in the fact that they were in the fictional realm of Heavenly Host. Jeb and Ryan were sitting on the classroom's podium platform, while Quentin was pacing the room restlessly. Jeb frowned and stopped what he was doing once Ryan's breathing was more calm, ". . . Even if you didn't do anything, we have no idea why we're here or what's even in this place."

"What do you suggest we do then?" Ryan asked cluelessly.

"Oh don't worry Ryan, we're all just going to masturbate and have endless fun together- What do you think we're going to do? We're going to explore this place of course!" Quentin replied sarcastically.

"Quentin's right. . . SO GET YOUR GODDAMN ASSES READY!"

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HAHAHAHAHHAHA APRIL FOOLS HAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA

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