Study Hall: Pwned in the Face

MoonCake:  fkajdgifkaudhfupiegsrgfiursfhy. FIND THE WORD! I'm bored and have no idea what to write in this spot so I'm just going to start the story. =)

Elion: You are a dumbass. ON WITH THE STORY!

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I ran until I got to the famous pastry shop, "Sweet Escape," my sister owns the place but usually has her spouces work instead of her. Lazy-assed sister. I walked in and made my way past the usual long line of customers. Our apartment is above the shop because she didn't want to get a house. I went behind the counter and was going to walk into the kitchen to the stairs but was suddenly stopped by my brother-in-law Matt, "welcome home short stuff!" He slammed his hand on my head and thrashed around my hair screwing it up.

"I'm not short!" I jokingly tried to punch him back. We laughed it off. I wasn't very comfortable with him because he was bisexual, but he understood and kept his distance. Though we have our little moments.

"So where's the slacker?" I asked in my bored tone.

"Upstairs. Watching television,"

"Of coarse she is. Well, I have a test tomorrow so I'm gonna go to my room. See you,"

"T-tell your sister to finish her show a-and come down here. It's getting crazy," Luke was the nervous and quiet one in their marriage.

"Sure," I walked to the back of the kitshen and opened the door that was there. It revealed the usual twisting staircase leading to the upstairs.

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I asended to the second floor and heard anime playing before I even reached the door. I opened it whilE saying, "Hey sis, Luke told me to as-GYAGH!" Somthing hard hit my face and I fell to floor. Magically, I sprung back up on my feet and yelled at my sister,"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" She was currently in a standingpotion signalling that she just threw something.

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"Hey, Luke!" Matt called to his husband who was currently across the kitchen reaching for the extra straws in the cabinet that was too high for him.

"I..can..almost... reach it," Luke was standing on his tiptoes and didn't notice Matt walk up behind him.

"Here, let me help."

"Th-thank you," Matt pushed his body against the back of Luke's and reached up to grab the straws because he was much taller than Luke. But what Matt was really doing while grabbingthe extra straws was moving his hand, in a serpentine way, to Luke's clothed nipple and gave a soft pinch. Luke retracted and fell to floor. Accidentally pulling Matt with him. They both sat on the floor. Luke was on his knees, hands out infront of him on the floor with his hesd down and Matt was leaning on his hands.

"M-Matt, why did you-" Luke was cut off from the sound of a yell and a crash coming from upstairs.

"Looks like Allen just got pwned," Matt got up with great celerity and helped Luke back to his feet.

"C'mon Luke. You should be used to this by now," Luke felt very shaky and walked off with Matt back to the counter filled with customers.

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"Welcome home, Allen!" She exclaimed while plopping back down on the couch.

"Welcome?! What kind of  'welcome' was that?!" I shouted at her.

"My welcome," she held her chin and looked to the side like how they do in those comedic animes.

"Whatever," I threw my bag on the loveseat and walked into the kitchen. Once inside I opened the doors to our state-of-the art, red, french door, refridgerator.

"If you eat my meatballs I will torture you!" She yelled at me as soon as I spotted the bag that had meatballs in it.

"Yeah, yeah. I was getting a soda anyway. Jeez," I pulled out my favorite flavor of Faygo. Strawberry. Girly, I know. But my sister used to grow strawberries in our back yard and made me eat all of her shortcakes. So I just became used to the flavor. I only like it in soda though anything else I prefer blueberry flavor.

I sat down on the couch, right next to her, and asked, "what'cha watching?"

"Anime," she said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Your kind, or my kind?"

"My kind," she spoke with the slightest bounce in her voice.

"Gross. I'm out of here," I jumped off the couch, grabbed my book bag and headed for the door to the upstairs.

"Come on, you might like yaoi but just don't know it yet. Try it for big sister??" She said this in such a puppy dog way it disgusted me.

"I need to study. And when you're finished with your 'yaoi' head downstairs and help your spouces."

"Okayyy, I will. But I wanna watch a few more episodes first," she turned around and watched her sick anime as if it was a book that she had to study for a test. 

I headed upstairs to begin my studies but I didn't know that I wouldn't be studying tonight. I had too much on my mind to even think straight anymore.