*They go out to eat at a restaurant*
Nick: Hang on..let me pay for YOUR meals...
*No one seems to hear him and they leave without him*
Dylan: *Arrives when everyone is gone except Nick* Uh..Nick?
Nick: *Jumps* They left me! *Blinks at Dylan* It's obvious why.
Dylan: Well, I don't like you either. *Starts to walk away*
Nick: *Boredly follows him*. *Points at a booster seat* Oh, look, Dylan! Your own customized chair. You must come here often. *Pokes Dylan's stomach*
Dylan: *Glares* Shut up.
*Nick follows Dylan to his house*
Nick: Dylan, I'm going to nick name you short stuff.
Dylan: Get out.
Nick: But I'm hungry.
Dylan: *Starts to pull on his hair*
Nick: Pulling on your hair won't make you grow.
Dylan: Get out!
Nick: Hungry.
Dylan: What do you want Nick!?
Nick: Anything that is not alienized by your touch.
Dylan: That's it. *Calls Yvette*
Yvette: Hello?
Dylan: Yvette, I found your lost dog.
Yvette: Dylan, I wasn't looking for you.
Dylan: *Shrieks* I hate you! I meant Nick.
Yvette: I'll come get him . *Hangs up*.
Dylan: Still hungry, Nick?
Nick: Yep.
Dylan: *Grabs a dog treat* Here you go.
Nick: Oh, no, Dylan. I couldn't. I don't want to ruin your dinner plans for tomorrow.
Dylan: I..Hate..You, you brat.
Nick: Don't make me use my angry voice on you!
Dylan: Don't make me make you go to the hospital.
Nick: You have a bad case of I'm-Stupid-itis.
Dylan: *Glares* You little-
Nick: The cure is to tell you that you're going to be successful, but we both know that's pointless becaues a rock could be more successful that you.
Dylan: SHUT UP.
*The doorbell rings*
Dylan: FINALLY..Yvette. *Walks to the door and before he opens it he hears: HelloOoOooOOOoooOoO*
Nick: That's not Yvette. Unless she caught your I'm-Stupid-itis.
*Blake barges through the door*
Nick: I really wish that was Yvette.
Blake: Oh, Icky Picky Nicky, I'm better than Yvette.
Nick: Yeah, in Loser land, which clearly, you're the king of.
Blake: Don't be jelly-oh-so! *Blake's word for jealous*.
Nick: Why! Why? Why? Yvette! Save me!
*Yvette comes a little while later and picks up Nick*
Nick: Thanks for leaving me. *Pouts*
Yvette: Sorry! *Hugs Nick*
Dylan: I hate hugs. *Mopes*
Nick and Yvette: Oh, shut up.
Dylan: You shut up!
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