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《𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓜𝓲𝓪𝓶𝓲 - Part Seven》

~Upstairs~

CatNap: Sir..

Prototype: Hm?

CatNap: I'm..sorry for disrespecting you..

Prototype: it's alright, baby. *kisses his cheek*

Just don't ever treat me like that again..

CatNap: Yes, sir..

Prototype: Now..I believe you have something that's mine.

CatNap: what's that?

Prototype: that ass of yours..

CatNap: but-

Prototype: *pulls him closer* don't even think about saying it.

CatNap: I wasn't gonna say anything.

Prototype: oh? It's like that now?

..

*smirks*

CatNap: what's with the smirk..

Prototype: *he starts taking CatNap's clothes off*

CatNap: WAIT-

Prototype: LINUS! GET THE TAPE.

Linus: *he comes back with the tape*

Prototype: *he takes it and applies a strip to CatNap's mouth*

Prototype: that should shut you up.

*Linus and the other assistants cuff CatNap up*

CatNap: *struggles*

Prototype: Don't make me get the taser, cat.

*he stops struggling*

Prototype: Now..you are going to get this punishment..whether you like it or not.

*spreads CatNap's legs*

Demetrius: uhh..Linus?

Linus: what?

Demetrius: Im new here..i don't know what in tarzan's forest is going on..

Linus: Currently our boss is gonna have sex with his employee.

Demetrius: ...

Demetrius: Shouldn't we leave?

Linus: Nope..Because he has hawk eyes..

Demetrius: So?

Linus: So, if you leave..that employee will be you..

Demetrius: It's like he fuck anything that walks.

Linus: Exactly.

Linus: One time, he even fucked a cockroach.

Demetrius: Yep. That's the last thing i wanna hear.

I quit.

*he opens the door*

*the prototype looks at him*

Prototype: SIT YOUR ASS DOWN, BOY. *grabs a gun*

*Demetrius sits down*

Linus: *whispers to him* told you.

Demetrius: Okay okay..I get it..

Prototype: *puts the gun on the table, and wraps a arm around CatNap's waist* now..where were we?~

CatNap: *muffles*

Prototype: *grabs him by the neck* SHUT UP, SLUT.

CatNap: *he struggles even more*

Prototype: Boys, hold him down.

*Linus and Demetrius hold him down, restraining CatNap in a uncomfortable position*

CatNap: *he starts to cry*

Prototype: I wish it didn't come to this..

..

But you left me no choice..

|2:49 PM|

*the boys are out in downtown Miami, exploring fast food restaurants and looking for babes*

*a homeless man is on the curb, holding a can*

DogDay: *looks at him, and walks over*

Kickin: *pulls DogDay back* No.

DogDay: But-

Kickin: No. You don't know if he's really poor, or just begging for money..

Bubba: *mumbles* kinda like you.

Kickin: WILL YOU STOP THAT?! NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT ME.

Bubba: SAYS THE ONE WHO FUCKED A 78 YEAR OLD WOMAN.

Kickin: LOOK MAN, ON HER TINDER IT SAID THAT SHE WAS 23.

DogDay: *looks at bubba* You can tell she was waiting for someone..

Bubba: for a LONG TIME.

DogDay: WHY DID YOU EVEN FUCK HER?

Bubba: YEAH. SHE OLD, MAN. I THINK YOU MUST'VE BROKEN HER HIP BONE AS WELL.

Kickin: So that explains why she's pressing charges on me..

DogDay: do you even love the woman?

Kickin: well, no-

Bubba: So you're a prostitute.

Kickin: I mean not exactl-

DogDay and Bubba: ADMIT IT.

Kickin: ALRIGHT FINE. YES, I FUCK FOR MONEY.

DogDay: YOU'RE A SICK MAN, KICKIN.

Kickin: WHAT? EVEN THE SLUTS IN PLAYTIME CO. DO THE SAME

DogDay: THAT DON'T MEAN YOU GOTTA BE ONE OF THEM.

*the police start hanging up flyers of CatNap*

DogDay: what the..

Bubba: *takes a flyer* hey..*looks at his friends* ain't this our butler?

DogDay: he wanted or something?

Police: No. He went missing 1 week ago.

DogDay: 1 week ago?

Bubba: Huh. So that's why our hotel room always looks like shit.

DogDay: and I thought that you were the smart one.

Bubba: I AM-

Kickin: I agree with DogDay-

Bubba: SHUT UP, COCKHEAD.

Kickin: COCKHEAD?! OH I'LL SHOW YOU A PIECE OF A COCKHEAD.

*the boys start fighting*

Police: HEY! HEY COOL IT.

*they restrain the boys*

Kickin: LET ME HAVE HIM.

DogDay: DO YOU WANT TO GO TO JAIL?

Kickin: ..

DogDay: EXACTLY.

*looks at the officers*

My apologies, sirs..my friends aren't usually like this..

*the officers release Bubba and Kickin*

DogDay: *sighs* yall really gotta stop fighting.

Bubba: *rolls his eyes* let's just go back to the hotel.

Maybe we can find more information about CatNap.

DogDay: yeah, you might be right..

*they get in the car and drive back to the hotel*