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Prince: Ty makes a whoooooole bunch of promises for y'all, but when I offered the mistletoe in the bed, she gave me the straight face.
Ty&Jas'marieé: Shut the fuck up!
Prod: Umm...y'all do realize people reading, right?
Ty: Oh umm...yeah. Bye! (runs out and onto the keyboard)
Brittany: Hey Wattpad! We running this ish again!
Naty: Wassup? Now you know what we should discuss?
Roc: What?
Naty: Shit that happened in 2011!
Everyone: Yessss!
Prince: Jassie should do it, she's the funny one.
Prod: (coughs) You're Jassie's smut.
Prince: Shut up!
Jas'marieé: Give me something that happened this year!
Lay: This year's VMA's.
Jas'marieé: Good. First of all, why the fuck did Britney Spears get a fuckin' tribute? I like Britney Spears and all, but of all people? What the fuck I look like? Then half them fuckin' awards given were wack as hell. Fuckin' Lady Gaga gets the damn Best Female Video? Are you fuckin' serious? She wins Best Female...when that chick always comes dressed like a fuckin' man? That was some bullshit! Then fuckin' Adele wins Best Art Direction. Since when was fuckin' 50 white cups and some Black Swan reject dancing in a room full of weird substance - which I'm suspecting was crack - art? Then fuckin' Lil' Wayne! MTV motherfucking ass gave him 2 damn minutes. THAT SHIT WAS WACK!
Everyone: LMAOOO!
Lay: I was suprised they let Kanye West back in after all them outbursts he had.
Ray: Word!
Dede: (Kanye voice) Imma let you finish, but Beyoncé had one of the best videos of all time!
Biz: Of all time!
Shay: I got one! Amber Cole!
Everyone: Oh lord...
Jas'marieé: That shit was irrelevant, but the thing that sparked me was that she was wearing Sketchers. Of all damn sneakers. You could've been giving bop with some Jordan's or Nikes. But come on, really?
Ray: Osama bin Laden!
Jas'marieé: HAHAHAHA TRIED TO HIDE BITCH...all I gotta say.
Dede: Rebecca Black!
Everyone: IT'S FRIDAY! FRIDAY! GOTTA GET DOWN ON FRIDAY!
Jas'marieé: First of all, BITCH CAN'T SING. Secondly, let's break down the video. One, the bitch woke up with her motherfuckin' make up on. Secondly, her ass is standing in front of a fuckin' green screen while shit is moving faster than her. Bitch said gotta have my cereal. Where the fuck is the cereal nigga? Then, her friends come in a car knowing damn well they can't drive. Then this bitch asking which seat she should take when there's only one fuckin' seat left in the back. Then she got a wannabe Timbaland reject tryna rap about the days of the week. Really bitch, (head cocked)...really?
Everyone: (on the floor laughing) Jassie, you're a fucking mess.
Jas'marieé: (Kingsley voice) It's fuckery to me.
Prod: This year had some good times.
Biz: Like what?
Boys&Brit: The Mindless Takeover!
Dede: True.
Jas'marieé: So what's y'all New Year Resolutions?
Prod: For Mindless Behavior to be international.
Brit: Live life!
Biz: Learn some Michael Jackson dance moves.
Shay: Learn some more Spanish.
Ray: (mumbles) And learn how to cook.
Shay: (shoots him daggers) Shut up.
Prince: You lied! When we first met, you said you could cook.
Shay: (shrugs) Making soup in a cup is considered cooking.
Everyone: LMAOOOO!
Shay: Jas'marieé, you should not be talkin'. Brittany, remember that time when Jassie's noodles came out raw as a motherfucker?
Jas'marieé: That was an accident! Nigga, you be chomping on my shit, right? And Brit, you know you be eating raw noodles straight out the cup.
Boys: Ewww!
Brit: That shit is good!
Lay: I wanna learn how to make some Chinese food!
Jas'marieé: Learn how to twerk and make a new song.
Girls: Bullshit! You do all that.
Jas'marieé: I really can't.
Prince&Roc: But when you be grinding on me...(look at each other)
Jas'marieé: Grind and twerk are two different words.
Roc: Anyways, I want to have a best time of my life since I'm turning 14.
Dede: I wanna start my own show like Kingsley.
Prince: Y'all know what I want.
Everyone: Peace on the world!
Prince: First of all, it's peace IN the world. Secondly, y'all wrong.
Lay: So what is it?
Prince: Ty knows!
Jas'marieé&Ty: Shut the fuck up! Nasty.
Roc: How the hell do y'all do that?
Jas'marieé&Ty: Alter ego...duhhhh.
Naty: Weird...
Dede: So what does he want?
Ty&Jas'marieé: For me to take the mistletoe out his bed and replace it with me so we can smash.
Prince: (smirks) Y'all know me so well.
Shay: Nigga, you ain't no Prince Royce.
Prince: (shrugs) Them Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura.
Everyone: Yeah okay...(roll eyes and he does his swag walk out the room)
Lay: Anyways, what else should we say?
Ray: Well good news is we're getting takeout instead. (looks at Shay)
Shay: Nigga, I offered soup in the cup.
Ray: I'm good.
Roc: Agreed.
Dede: Wait a minute...
Biz: You notice what I notice, right?
Prod: Where'd Prince just go?
Jas'marieé: What about Ty?
Biz: Let's check the rooms first.
(they all go through all the rooms except Prod's room)
Naty: Did any of y'all check Prod's room?
Everyone: No....
Ray: Well, here goes...(they open the door to see Ty and Prince making out with their shirts off and feeling on each other's stomachs)
Everyone: Aw, WHAT THE FUCK?
Ty&Prince: (still making out)
Prod: (makes an ill grill) Aw, man...now I gotta change my bedspread.
Ty&Prince: (look up) Ummm....
Everyone: NASTY ASS NIGGAS!
Ty: Shit, he kept asking...and he's so cute...(blushes)
Prince: And she's so attractive...(looks her up and down)
Brittany: So that's where the mistletoe was...
Naty: So that's what's been pricking me in the ass for the past week.
Prod: (mumbles) Told you it wasn't my dick.
Everyone: LMAOOO!
Jas'marieé: Ayeee! Ty want the dick!
Prince: You mad 'cause you want mine.
Jas'marieé: I already have it.
Prince: How?
Jas'marieé: I'm Ty's alter ego...dumbass.
Ty: Nice way to put it, Jas'marieé.
Jas'marieé: (shrugs)
Dede: Wait a minute...so if Ty want the dick...
Biz: JASSIE WANT THE DICK!
Everyone: SHE WANT THE DICK!
Jas'marieé: Shut the fuck up!
Roc: (reggae voice) She waan di cocky!
Jas'marieé: If anyone says something else about or related to dick, let's see who doesn't have one at the end of this shit.
Boys: (silent)
Jas'marieé: Yeah, shut up.
Shay: Ughhh! Put a shirt on, dammit. Get decent!
Ty: (puts her shirt on) Shut up, Shay. You know you want the d-
Jas'marieé: (smirks) Say it.
Ty: You want the chicken.
Prod: Yeah...the cock.
Jas'marieé: That's it! (begins chasing Prod)
Prod: Mama nooooo!
Naty: Anyways, we love you guys!
Jas'marieé: It's time for Tebow! Time to reflect...
Everyone: (gets on one knee and looks down)
Ray: (to Ty) Should we tell them what they should expect for the rest of the story?
Ty: (shrugs) Ion give a fuck. Just say it in one word.
Shay: Drama.
Brittany: Backstabbing.
Biz: Rape.
Ray: Consciences.
Lay: Lies.
Prince: Love.
Roc: Tears.
Dede: Shootings.
Jas'marieé: (still chasing Prod) DRUUUUUGS!
Prod: GAAAAAAANGS!
Ty: Most importantly...
Everyone: MINDLESSNESS! From our fucked up family to yours...HAPPY MINDLESS NEW YEAR!
Prince: Alright y'all. You don't gotta go...but you gotta get the mindless outta here! (whispers) 'Cause I got some business to do with Ty.
Ty: (blushing and smirking) Ay, papí!
Everyone: PRINCE, YOU'RE STILL A SMUT!
Prince: A smut for that good-good. (laughs but stops and gives the straight face) But seriously. Get the mindless outta here. Happy mindless New Year!