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FGtown - the destruction of fag

woke version of link sat in his office typing away. he was making the new law of fgtown. all residents in fgtown would have to bust out a dance everytime they left the house. he chuckled and smiled "yes" he smiled and wrapped the letter and put it in an envelope.

now link couldn't just make laws. yes he was the mayor but he had to send it up to the lawmaker. 𝐯𝐢𝐳𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬. they checked out laws to see if they was legit. this consisted of vizigal, damaine, Yuri, tyntin and a few more people link didn't know.

link kissed his mail and sat it on his desk for a mailer to send. he layed back and turned the th on. 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚐𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚜? 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡.

link chuckled "nahh" he laughed. I mean that seemed dumb only fgs lived here anyways. soon he heard a knock on the door. Dolly fg version walked in and picked up the mail "this going to the main office mail box?" he asked in his fake voice and link nodded side eyeing him.

he smiled and walked out "gimme a guard" he said as he walked out. link rolled his eyes. 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘬𝘦 hoe he thought. he rolled his eyes and kept on watching good rainbow morning.

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐙𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒

they blasted errbody on their speaker and jammed. vizi sat with his pride shirt and baggy jeans on fit. he was watching the last of us smirking at Pedro on the screen. he smirked "peddy zaddyyyy" he laughed a gay laugh. chiestan which was also watching laughed "gimme someeee"

vizi growled "get yo own man... dar or something" he kissed Pedro on the screen. damaine waddled into the room with his phone in hand. he plopped into the sofa "just ordered s box of honebons and some snacks" he sighed and they rolled they eyes.. always some 𝕕𝕒𝕞𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤

they heard a knock on the door and Dolly fg version came in and dropped the mail on vizi desk. "what us this" vizi said and Dolly fg version explained "from link" and everyone immediately understood. "ok get our" vizi said and Dolly fg walked out.

math fag walked in and rolled his eyes "I listened in and heard I know link don't think we gonna drop everything for his dumb laws. come in let's jam and pick this up later" he said. and everyone got up and jammed...

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄

woke link checked in his drawer for 𝐭𝐡𝐞 flash drive and secret files. he yawned and decided it was time to go home. he packed and made his way home.. little did fgtown know.. they had some huge trouble coming in... that could 𝐞𝐧𝐝 fgtown itself...

𝕋𝕆 ᗷᗴ 𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘜𝘌𝘋

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matcha crew 5... finalie

the biggies sat in the basement of Abel's home. kornell, damaine and abel chewed and gamed playing forty. Mikey and everyone was freaking our! how the hell would they get out... it seemed like a lost cause

felix sighed... they tried to break the rope and everything and it was almost working but they were getting tired. "FUCK.. bruhbi jjst wanted a combo..." mikey frowned "man I got stuff to do out of here' he sighed... Felix looked at him "ys too bruh..." he looked down.. everyone was hopeless.

abel came in alone this time and laughed. "hey yall" he laughed. Alan yelled "LET US OUT" he cried. abel chuckled "oh hush." he paced back in forth "youre getting a taste of your medicine..." he chuckled "now-" he was abojt to finish his sentence when a truck crashed down into the basement...

𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐋. Mikey and everyone gasped... they been knee EMANUEL.. he was budys back in the day..m EMANUEL fixed up their car. "𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕓𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘" EMANUEL said and everyone looked around.

someone else hopped out of the 𝚌𝚊𝚛... 𝐯𝐢𝐙𝐢?? he came out with a pride rainbow shirt on and baggy pants. he cut them out and they ran to the truck "hola amigos" vizi smirked and lit a cig. Abel was been smashed by the truck.

"what the hell..." Mikey said...e everyone was amazed I mean they were reuniting with old gangys... "wait what about kornell and them?" anel said "they will be taken care of" EMANUEL said in a different voice.

as they rode away into the night the house behind them exploded with everyone in it! including damaine and everyone?? I mean they big self's deserved it... well I guess that is the end of the fued... matcha gain rode off into the stars andate and smoked matcha blunts...

everything was great... everyone side by side.. laughing, sauces dripping matcha smoke in the air... matcha crew made it out...

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃.

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matcha crew part 4

previously on matcha gang

the boiz were kidnapped

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Alfredo, abel, mikey, Felix and Alan are sitting in a what looks like a basement. there arms are tied up with rope big back to back... they look around.. the lights are dim and posters on the wall... posters of matcha, coffee, boba.. Boba? uhm... "what the FUCK" mikey yelled and it echoed. "yo chill the fuck out!" abel yelled "chill out" he said and mikey tried looking at him.

I know, damn, well this stray ain't tell me to chill.. if I wasn't tied up I'd smash a burger in his big ass head... "watch your damn mouth abel... community" mikey said menacingly... everyone looked at the two... "yall... where are we" Alan said sounding afraid.

the were going to say something but they heard a light turn on and guys in masks come out. "hai guys..." a voice said... "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU" mikey yelled. the guy in a mask took out a combo bag... "shut up and you will get the combo..." mikey kept his mouth shut.

"we are... the combo gang..." the all said in union... the matcha crew looked around... "combo?" Alan asked... "YES... the fucking combo gang.. DONT PLAY WITH ME" the guy threw the combo on the ground. "you are matcha gang... which means you go for matcha... not all the damn combos at every dsmn restaurant... we used to go around savoring every flavor of those damn 3 for 1s and quarter pounders... but here these fatass matchas wanna join in" he stomped on the combo..

mikey yelled "BRUHH" he yelled and tried to get out of the rope. he couldn't watch this... abel smacked his teeth "bruh calm the fuck down..." abel said in a low voice and everyone in matcha gang was stunned. "I know yo stray ass ain't talking... you OUT of matcha-" mikey was saying but was cut off... "oh sybau big ass up." abel said as he stood up his arms not tied. he smirked and walked over to the combo gang.

everyone was stunned... he stood in front of the combo man speaking and looked at matcha gang menacingly... "who's a stray?" he said as he picked up the combo bag and ate it... "what the fuck?" mikey said.. "ain't no WAY" Felix said... abel laughed... "cue the music" abel said and someone with a remote came out and blasted a jam...

"see.. you thought I was just a stray... and maybe i was but I outsmarted yall bigasses..." he laughed "as we rode in the car i texted the cars when to crash into you... the goal was t get rid of your bigass mikey... but no your huge stomach saved you.." he chuckled and took a deep breath. "but hey... this is better... yall he caht go five seconds without a combo... he's the reason our crew is going down." abel chuckled...

they heard screams from another room... "oh yeah... that's cofee crew." abel said as he smashed the remote on the ground... "come on yall let's go hop on forty" he said as he climed the stairs to the gaming room. combo gang sat and ate quarter pounders and played fortnite. the remotes got messy with sauce and pickles. one of the guys unmasked himself... "ha them dummy's thoight I needed their help" damaine said and another guy unmasked "yo blast some my shit" kornell said as he downed a whole combo.

abel played him on the speaker and they started playing forty...

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will matcha gang find a way out or will they die of no combo and matcha... will combo gang outdo and rule? stay tuned to find out...

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matcha crew part 3

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previously on matcha boiz

damaine looked at mikey and said... "𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓴𝓮𝔂... 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀..."...

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mikey yelled and pushed damsine to the ground "who the f you think you are?!" he yelled and Alfredo again pushed his hand between the two to break up the fight.. "yall! chill out!" he screamed "we gon solve this TOnight!" he said to the two and the rest of matcha gang was silent...

Alfredo was tired of damaine and mikey acting like two big ass biggie bags. they need to chill out. mikey rolled his eyes and sighed. "damsine..." mikey ssid fighting the urge to gobble the combo in his pocket right in front of his face... "are you a matcha... or a damn cofee... im tired of this" mikey said calmly... dang... he needed a matcha blunt right now.

big mikey snapped at abel which ment he needed to go get him that natcha blunt now. abel community ran to the jeep to go roll it. Felix sat and watched this go down. damaine picked the dropped blunt up and smoked it... "listen... that's what I wss gonna say... cofee clan... they going down... they getting attacked and disappearing like the BBQ combo came off mcdonalds menu... that's why I came to matcha... I didn't want nobody to know I was a cofee..."

Felix and Alfredo gasped... that's what it wss the wholetime... coffee clan members is dissapesring? mikey chuckled "what. so you decided to pose as one of us instead of standing up to the damn mysterys... you always been a scary fatass baby" they laughed and abel got out of the jeep handing mikey his blunt. "what's the fuss?" abel asked. and Alfredo told him and abel chuckled.

Alfredo side eyed abel... why the hel he acting like he ain't a stray and can be kicked out of matcha in 0.3 seconds... mikey smoked his blunt and said "let's go yall... f this fatass pussy ass cofee" he said as they walked away. they all walked away as their skinny jeans almost ripping. they shut the door and turned up the kornell.

"mama see me at the after party yayaya" Alfredo sung along and chukeld. dsmaine sat outside of pealsNmeals™ smoking his blunts... what was he gonna do...

as matcha crew drove down the rode jamming to kornell and just having an overall good time. Mikey got a call. he picked up his matcha phone case phone and picked up. "hello?" he asked and Alfredo looked over. "who that? yo pull over to mcdyds" he chucked honestly not thinking much of the call.

it was silence on the other side of the phone... mikey smacked his lips and hung up. "weird ass... and you already know im pulling up to mcdondlas." as he drove a black SUV with tinted windows followed behind them. first going slow then fast. "WHAT THE HELL" big mikey yelled and sped up.

"yall hold onto your matchas!" he yelled and sped up. but soon another brown colored suv pulled up and crashed to the side... of the matcha boiz vehicle...

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matcha crew part 2

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matcha crew sat outside they apartment and smoked matcha blunts. they had their premium cheap ass speaker blasting kornell. big mikey threw his matcha blunt onto the ground. "fuck!" he yelled and stomped his foot.

abel blew matcha puff out his mouth and smacked his teeth. "yo chill... damaine ain't even close to us in levels" abel said trying his best to calm the leader. Mikey yelled and stomped again his stomach jiggling with the ground. "chill the fuck out mikey!" Alan yelled.

mikey yelled "IF YALL DONT SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU JUST SOME TRASH STRAYS I AINT EVRN WANNA ADD YALL ASS SHUT THE FUCK UP" mikey yelled and everyone wss stunned. why the fuck he all mad over this damsine.

Alan smacked his lips and Felix put his hand in the middle of them "chill yall.." he looked at mikey "listen bruh I know he betrayed US but I dont know what dsmsine did to YOU that was so bad. if he stole a combo or biggie meal i get it but you need to chill..." Felix told mikey and he rolled his eyes.

"you right..." he looked around... "man... I need a a dsmn combo plus a real matcha right now." he told the gangy. they nodded "ayyyy" everyone yelled and Alfredo added in "yall wanna matcharita too?" and mikey gave him that one look saying you know damn well I want a matcharita.

they hopped in the car and drove through mcdyds. Mikey snorted "uh yeah can we get like 10 3 for 1 quarter pounder combos don't be shy with da pattie or sauce. uhmm yall still got the matcha Sita mix plus asita mix?" mikey ordered and pulled up. Felix who was in the back jumped from excitement shaking the whole jeep. "dsmn bruh chill" mikey told him.

they took their combos and devoured them as they rode. "yall we gotta pull up on damaine..."Alfredo said as he wiped his mouth. Felix who had a mouth full of pounder nodded "yuh" he said. Alan nodded "hell yeah..." they rode to pillsNmeals™ knowing that's where damaine would be. they blasted some jams as they cruised. mikey couldn't drive properly of course as he wss large... but they made their way through it.

damaine was outside smoking a blunt and had a meal in his pocket sauce dripping from it but he ain't care. he was gonna eat the jeans long as he got his combo. then he saw a familiar looking green jeep. matcha boiz... the car had music blasted as they pulled in... damaine dropped his blunt...

they came out the car in the skinny jeans on that damaine used to rock with them... they had black tees on. damaine had fear in his eyes... big mikey threw his matcharita at damaine face "WHY THE FUCK YOU PULLED UP TO IMA MATCH™? THOUGHT YOU WAS A COFFE" he yelled at damaine. damaine threw mikey off him. they weren't the same in size but damaine knew a thing or two about combos side affects.

damaine looked at him and said... "𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓴𝓮𝔂... 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀..."

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mikey, or big mike as he was called just got the call from Felix and bros saying he had to pull up to club. -don't ask. Just come on- rhe text read. he groaned and stuffed his quarter pounder down his throat and gulped the macha down. he choked and coughed as he walked to the truck.

now why rhe hell would they interrupted meal time. he was pissed. he didn't even have time to savor his combo 3 for 1. he sniffled and just started driving to the club. as he wss driving he thought "they got good food or nah..." he thought and rubbed his chin.

he pulled up to the damaining™ club. he got out of the truck and pulled his baggy pants up. he should've wore something better, these dsmn pants. they were baggy and stained from sauces and meals. he groaned and walked into the club. music blasted as people danced. "popping these dubs I be" blasted in the speakers. big mikey imagined himself performing that in front of the ladies and getting ultimate combos. he shook his head and came back to reality.

he walked to the table and saw the gang. Alfredo, Felix, and a new one Alan. some where missing but he ain't care. Alfredo stood against a wall in tightest bright washed jeans and a baggy black shirt. Felix had some on too while Alan had a baggy on with mikey. "what the hellnyall want. if it ain't a new biggie meal being relased on the menu here idgaf." he rolled his eyes and sat.

Felix groaned "bruh I wish..." he looked down dissapointed. "but that's not it bruh! bro listen so I pulled up to ima macha blank now™ you know for the usual matcha combo with the donuts and stuff and I saw the damaine walking in..." he told and big mikeyblooked surprised

they used to fw damsine... pull up to the party in they skinny jeans and matchas in hand... that wss until he went to ima coffee nigga now™ and they don't fw him no more. they are matchas..not coffees. but damsine pulled up to the matcha place? what the f was going on...

big mikey groaned "ain't no way..." Alfredo nodded "yes way bruh" he sipped his matcha margarita. "yall gon drink yall matcharitas?" Alfredo asked as he sipped on his. "ain't nobody sipping on ts" big mikey said but Alan and Felix wss downing theirs and he wanted to too. he smacked his teeth and started sipping.

"yo waiter! 10 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔲𝔰𝔲𝔞𝔩 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔟𝔬 𝔴𝔢 𝔞𝔦𝔫'𝔱 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.."

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my life: as josh

josh the clocker fic

*all i do is win win win no matter what* played as Josh's alarm went off. he groaned and swiped the alarm to the left. it's true, tho, all he does is win. it was 5: am in the morning and josh was already up and resdy to devour his day.

he kisses his gf, "bye going off to work" he said in his josh voice he got up, rubbed his eye and his dog who was laying beside the bed. he headed to the bathroom, washed dhis face and applied his facecare which consisted of ax body wash and soap. it worked for him.

he headed to the kitchen and plopped a bread in the toaster. he got his jelly out and the toast was already heated and ready. he applied the jelly and munched on it. he downed his meal and his cat jumped up on the table for her morning crumbs.

6:30 am.

josh was driving his way to the fire station, he turned the radio up and kornell played "yeah the bigger the-" he turned it down, it was much to early for that. he chuckled in his josh way, honestly nobody knew he jammed to kornell but he liked it that way, he was a more private dude.

7:00 am

josh made his way to the fire department, and like clockwork he got into his outfit and *beep beep beep* the alarm went off. he rolled down the pole in the josh way and made almost everyone in the building freeze "ay josh!" Alfredo yelled. Alfredo was a loser of the building, honestly josh only kept him here because he felt bad.

josh went up to save the cat the emergency was for. the next emergency was a house fire, josh said no to the trick and ran his way to the house still breathlessly taking out the fire and saving the whole entire building. the whole fire department cheered him on and he just smirked "ay yall chill I do this for the fam" he chucked

the day for him was over he drive his way back home but stopped at mcdonslds to get his combo before. he decided to go inside. he got in line and in front of him was the usual buddy's big mikey and damaine. they were here eveytime josh just wanted a bite. jeez.

when they finished ordering he overheard their total "that will be 296 and 67 cents" the cashier smirked, they always got a bag out of these two. damaine and big mikey furrowed their eyebrows "bruh I cant pay this shit." big mikey said and josh smirked.

"I got this" he stepped up took his credit care out and paid. damaine looked at him and smacked his teeth "thanks bruh..." he walked away embarrassing with his meal and ended tripping over his jeans he had pulled down for the style, he dropped one of mikeys combos and josh rolled his eyes..he did enough.

after he downed his combo he drove home and got dressed in his chill clothes. he plopped down on the couch and turned on a random channel. he chuckled and pulled out his phone. he got a notification

discord : who tf u think u are

he chucked it wss a rando. speaking of random he opened discord and went to a random vc. he was finna clock. some. tea. just a lite bit since he had a life and didn't wanna waste time. he plopped into vc 78 and it wss a phew people

dolly, summrs, and marie . he listened to dolly speak and immediately knew she was finna be clocked "you're using a voice changer come on now" he said in his josh clocking tone. she rolled her eyes and went to speak to characters in her house to prove it "do you have a guard ma" she asked in her voice

josh rolled his eyes and petted his cat who lsyed on his lap. "you're fake" he said to the girl. "im nice" josh rolled his eyes "you're not nice I think you're fake" he chucked and she got mad and said this "ok if you would mute you could hear them."

"this is a public vc I don't have to mute" he said in his josh voice and everyone remains silent. she tried to think of something to say but could not be uncloked by the josh..he chuckled and the remaining members left... he stayed silent. "I. am. josh"

he shut his phone off and layed with the fam

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𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬

"𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜"

jake Gyllenhaal fic

gake stood in line of a mcdonalds getting ready for a party. he thought he'd grab some grub before the party sinse he never ate there. he was waiting in line looking at the clock.

"uh yeah can i get like 2 of da double combos with pepsis as the drink please. and maybe another combo but add some extra cheese and butter in it please thank you" the guy coughed and ordered

he stood heavy butt crack showing out. he was known as the domaine comaine. aka long liner. he always kept lines up with his long orders. jake roller his eyes and see it was his turn he ordered just a small burger meal.

he showed up to the party 6 hours late. of course he knew you always arrive at the party late ok. he went in an music blasted the banger hit from some artist vizi "he showed up then got married i7 u know it (i7 u know it)" the lyrics sung.

he sat and drunk his drink and then a girl walked up to him. "hey" you said and looked into his eyes. he looked into your eyes his tired. "hey" he said blankly. you looked at him. "something wrong?"

he sighed. "allot ha too much to just talk about at some ႼმჁႵႸ" he said to her. you shook your head "nah. go ahead." you said as you sipped your drink "more than enough time I'd love to hear"

he looked at you and sighed "I need no more parties and he sure need no more conbo yeah I give my whole body just please don't tell nobody if I pull up in the dkrrt Kerry yeah...." he said while looking down

you looked at him care in your eyes... "I understand" you said and he looked at you strange. nobody every got him that's why he always party... but finally someone gets it.... someone understands

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the 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 - how did you find me? - 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 - michael

after what happened at dinners place you're kind of traumatized. you didn't die that night in the presence of hawk, well you did but you're a ghost now.

while you've been a ghost you've been researching this hawk mess... that killed you. you were looking through a book in dinners basement and you were amazed by the things inside it...

𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕒𝕨𝕜 𝕘𝕒𝕟𝕘

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

"𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆."

♫ 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠. 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬. ♫

wait what... damaines? weird... that's your friends name... you thought of calling him but you were not in the mood to hear honey buns falling down into the crevices of the phone.

ᕼᗩᘺ𝖐 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 ｏｎｅ - 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐚 - 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝟗𝟖𝟗 - 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 - 𝟏-𝟖𝟎𝟎-𝟔𝟕𝟐-7272?

hm... hawks number one. hawk king was your dad... who was this michael guy being his number one... you had to contact him. no. you were gonna find where he lives. you need answers to what killed you.

hׁׅ֮ɑׁׅᨰׁׅƙׁׅ 989 ꭈׁׅᨵׁׅׅɑׁׅժׁׅ݊

you we're walking down the street of the neighborhood looking for 989 and as you we're you saw a guy and you wanted to ask him if he knew anything about hawk gang. you wanted answers.

"hey! do you know a michael cera? hawk gang." you asked while looking at the guys outfit of the day. he groaned and looked at you... "how did you find me. how. HOW THE HAWK DID YOU FIND ME" he held onto his case and started pacing.

what is wrong with him? "look all I need I answers. im a ghost ok. hawk gang 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 me. I need answers im not here to snitch or anything I need answers"

he looks at you like he just saw ghost. wait he did! "what... hawk gang... killed you?" he didn't know he was apart of THAT kind of gang. he looked let down. "man... we ALWAYS said we wouldn't get violent than all these people started joining and one thing turned into another. im one of the first hawkers. well we aren't called hawkers anymore since the new members are changing everything up"

he sat on his guitar case and looked up at you. "all this is just now what the hawk we wanted. he never wanted this... he just wanted everyone to come together and hawk.... hawk..." he looked down and shook his head.

"i remember when he took my portrait for the hawk book... ha! he said it made the girls want to hawk t me more even the hawking t mix... ha!" a tear fell down his cheek.

you looked at him. "hawk king?" he nodded "that's... that's my dad..."

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃

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𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮

"𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦"

dylan ran off and you walked to your favorite diner thinking about what happened. he was not cool with it... you thought and a tear fell down you. almost at the diner then as if on cue your phone ringed 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞... you sighed and ansered it "what" you said annoyed

he burped and said "hey me and the gangy at davey and busters downing some of the new meals... tried that hawking t and it jr immaculate! im about to bus-" you groaned and hung up on him.

why was he always eating. you couldn't talk to him about it because he would take it as a joke. or ask if there would be food at the meet up for that matter.

you went to the diner and sat ordered your usual shake and just started at your phone. then a man sat in front of you. his shirt with a chicken on it reading 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲. what did that mean you thought?

he looks at you his arm had a tattoo... 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠. "yo..." he looked you up and down "hey mami. you single..." he asked looking at your face and you blushed. he is so hot so much more than dylan.. you nodded and told him a little to much about your dylan situation...

he looked pissed "dylan... man... forget him" the waiter sat the shake you ordered down and he immediately smashed it out of anger his hand bleeding.. "hawk shit!" he groaned

he rolled his eyes "names dinner" he looked at you and held his cut. you flinched... he was so aggressive... "names..." you told him and he grabbed you up dragging you to his house.

he took you down to his basement and it was full of posters... more with this hawk... you looked around and you paused at a poster that looked like your.... like your dead father...?

he smirked "see something you like?" he lit a cigarette and looked at the poster... "I think that's my dad" you said astonished... it was a poster of a guy yelling and an unknown girl. reading 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞? he looked at you then the poster.

"no way... that's the hawk king. no way that's your dad..." he looked at the poster. "what the heck is a hawk king?" dinner rolled his eyes and stood up. "look... the number one rule of hawking t is to not speak of hawking t. he was the most reciver of the-" before he could finish his sentence guys with masks of chickens and 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 shirts busted 𝐢𝐧.

they tore down his posters and did various flips. "NUMBER 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤... 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊" in front of your eyes they were about kill dinner until he scurryed off with his hawk trophy leaving you... they looked at you and before they could do anything you tried running but fell and hit your head... dying... dying in the presence of hawk... no answer to what it was...

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍

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𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

dylan minnete -

"𝒊𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓!

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you and dylan had did something your birthday night... he took you home from the club both of you messy and one thing just turned into another.

now youre sitting on the bathroom toilet with a 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 pregnancy test in hand eyes full of tears.

𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘥𝘺𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴... you thought. he had so many things he was juggling his music career with his band the knockers, his acting career, he was just cast on a show called 'baley' and he didn't have time to take care of a baby.

you were sitting at the table of your favorite diner eating with your friend damaine. you ordered just a small shake him 2 burgers, a shake, fries and some extra bacon on the side. you told him everything as he downed his meal.

he wiped his dirty face and said "look I think you should just tell him. I know dylan and he's cool he won't care. you nodded and thought, he was a pretty cool guy and maybe he would make time for you and the baby "now are you gonna just leave that shake?" damaine asked rubbing his hands together. you chuckled and slid it over to him. "

𝐃𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞

you rode your bike all the way to Dylan's house. you thought about what damaine said, his face covered in food. you had a smile on your face dylan wouldn't do anything bad. you knew it. or you thought.

you knocked on his door and he opened it "hey what are you doing here?" he smiled softly looking at your face. you looked up at him "I need to tell you something" you said as he let you in shutting the door behind.

you guys sat on his couch and you looked at him face full of exitment. "dylan..." he looked into your eyes his face worried and curious... you took his hand and took a deep breath. "I am pregnant.."

his expression changed to one of worry and things you didn't know. your stomach churned. dylan let go of your hand and stood up. "what the hell do you mean youre pregnant?" he paced back and forth.

you looked up at him "dylan? remember the night of my birthday... thats what i think-" he cut you off "you better do a test cause that baby ain't mine!" he almost yelled. you flinched. what is he doing.

"dylan I thought youd be exited... it's a baby" you stood up and looked at him... damaine was wrong... he stopped pacing and looked at you. "im not ready to be a fucking father!" he yelled and his face scrunched up... and at this moment you knew... he wasn't cool with this...

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im boutta fart everywhere

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