Chapter 5

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           *Charlie's POV*

"I can't believe we managed to find 20 good teens." Danny said amazed.

"Don't be so shocked. Plus, even if they're not that skilled, we can train them....but first we must gain their trust." I contemplated, stroking my imaginary beard.

"Charles that doesn't work, you actually shaved this morning." Johnny clarified.

"Yes, I so needed Mr. Genious to tell me what I did 2 hours ago. And by the way, Monsieur Chef, how's the feast coming?" I hollered.

Funny shot me a dirty look, "I can't cook."

"They'll be here in 4 hours though...." I whinned.

"Then order pizza or you can suck my dick cause I ain't doing this!" He threw his apron in the garbage.

"Fine! We'll order pizza numb nuts." I grabbed my phone and dialled. "Hey, I'd like 15 large meatlovers pizza, and 1 vegitarian. Yeah, deliver it to Mancha Rd 69, 596." I looked over at Dylan, who already had a joint lit, "Oh and you're buying Danny a new apron dimwit."

"If he's such a good cook, why didn't you get him to do it?" He whinned.

"Because I'm busy." Danny answered.

"Doing what!?!" Funny demanded.

"Being sexy." I said in my gay voice.

"Hey!" Matt yelled, "You said you only used your seductive voice on me..." He said with a pouty face.

"I do baby." I replied, jumping on his lap, "Get your sexy lips over here and kiss me."

"Like tots." He said like a teenage girl, then pushed me to the floor.

"Fine, I'll find a new honey!" I yelled at him, and swung my arm around Danny. "Hey honeyboo!"

"Hey bunnybear!" We laughed.

"Should we clean up?" Jorel asked.

"Nah, let the maids do it." I answered.

"How did we afford this house?" Dylan questioned, getting over the whole cooking insidant.

"Bunnybear knows a guy." I said with a smirk.

There was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" Jorel yelled.

"No, it's my turn!" Dylan screamed.

"Get out of the way idiots, let the professional handle this." I said, stepping over the two wrestling bufoons.

At the door stood a pretty little blonde, and her twin brother. I looked over them to see cabs rolling in.

"Come in, come in!" I ushered the blondes in. I stood there, shaking the hand of every visiter. I counted 19. I waited until one last cab came in.

She walked out nervously, not sure what to do.

"Ryder! Come in, everyones waiting."

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Demand it and you shall recieve, as fast as I can manage. Sorry about the lengthy times inbetween updates. Busy with my other book. Well thanks for reading.

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