Chapter 10

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(Thursday 4:45 PM)

MythicalSausage:

How dare you, Pixl

MythicalSausage:

I should have known that you were as petty as I am

Pixlriffs:

You should really blame Zloy

Pixlriffs:

He's been wanting a new set of beyblades to chew on

MythicalSausage:

You wouldn't dare!

Pixlriffs:

Call off the fight Mythical Sausage

MythicalSausage:

You're bluffing!

MythicalSausage:

That was 3rd grade, you're seniors now!

Pixlriffs sent heshungry.jpg

(Zloy is sitting at a table in the club room. He has an oreo pack opened but the middle row has been replaced with beyblades. In his hands is a disassembled beyblade about to dip one of the pieces in a glass of milk.)

Pixlriffs:

He's got a taste for plastic and metal recently

MythicalSausage:

Please no! Not my phantom orion

MythicalSausage:

That's the rare black and white version

Pixlriffs:

It looks so much like a cookie, Sausage

Pixlriffs:

I don't think I can control him for much longer

MythicalSausage:

Fine I'll call off the fight

MythicalSausage:

No more duel.

MythicalSausage:

Just give me back my babies

Pixlriffs:

It was nice negotiating with you Sausage

JOEYGRACEFFA:

Not gonna lie, that was kinda hot, Pix

JOEYGRACEFFA:

Man knows how to threaten people

JOEYGRACEFFA:

And the production value of that photo

JOEYGRACEFFA:

WHo brings a glass cup to school

JOEYGRACEFFA:
The beyblades in the oreo pack

JOEYGRACEFFA:

Zloy's pose

JOEYGRACEFFA:

Absolutely Magnificent

Pixlriffs:

Thank you very much, Joey Graceffa

JOEYGRACEFFA:

So are you seeing anyone?

Pixlriffs:

Sorry Joey I'm very flattered but I'm not really looking for anything right now

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