Mindless Short Stories

Money

* Prince gets a stack of 100s out of his bags,takes the band off of it and counts them,*
Prince: ahaaaaaa, money and they said I would be stuck in Sketchers commercials, making $1.98 an hour, they were so wrong
* Prince continues to count his money and comes across a 1 dollar bill *
Prince: the fuck *holds it in the light and squints, he goes onto the steps of Conjunction & yells* WHICH ONE OF YOU PUSSYWILLOWS PUT THIS DOLLAR IN MY ALLOWANCE!?
Ray: AINT NOBODY PUT THAT BITCH ASS DOLLAR IN YO DAMN ALLOWANCE
Roc: YEAH! WHAT RAY SAID
EJ: maybe it's The Lord telling you something.
Prince: why would The Lord give me a dollar to tell me something?
Ray: he's probably trying to tell you that yo broke ass on the verge of being broke
Prince: STFU BEFORE I COME UP THERE AND GO DRAGON BALL Z IN THAT BITCH
Ray: PRINCE IDK WHO YOU SCARING BUT STFU
Prince: IM OBVIOUSLY SCARING YOU , YOU AINT SLICK BITCH, I HEARD THAT DOOR LOCK
Ray: SHUT YO BROKE ASS UP AND GO COMB YO HAIR
Prince: SAYS THE NIGGA WHO CANT AFFORD LUNCH AT JACK IN THE BOX WITHOUT MY CREDIT CARD *goes upstairs and faces Ray's bedroom door*
EJ: *runs out of his room* CAN YOU GUYS JUST STOP IT!? THIS IS NONSENSE!! WE ARE A FAMILY! WE ARE BROTHERS! BROTHERS DONT FIGHT EACH OTHER , WE FIGHT TOGETHER! LETS JUST SPREAD THE PEACE ☺️
Prince & Ray: EJ....shut the fuck up
Prince: FUCK THE PEACE, imma beat some air from his head to his stomach so he doesn't look like a starving foreign child from those commercials
Ray: oh you mean the Africans?
Prince: GASP *covers his mouth* you are going to hell for saying that
Ray: you got some nerve! Says the nigga who went to church with a hat and passed it around 12 times as "offering" , I wondered how you got them shoes, since you broke now..
Prince: imma bout to kick those shitlocks you call braids onto the ground & imma feed them to you.
Ray: how can you afford an eating utensils when you only got 1 dollar?
EJ: SPREAD THE PEACE GUYS!!
Prince: FUCK PEACE! THIS IS WAR, THIS...........IS ...... SPARTAAAAAAAA *kicks Ray's door down*

* Prince & Ray starts fighting and stops when they see Prod looking in their window *
Ray: can I help you?
Prince: can I please have my face back, the fuck?
Prod: I was just wondering, since y'all don't care about that dollar, I was wondering if I can have it , you'll get my mixtape for free🙌
Prince: but I don't want it.
Prod: YOUR GOING TO KEEP IT BITCH *throws bucket of mixtapes at his head*