---Chapter One, Third Person Point of View---
Mickey was masturbating in the bathroom on the toilet when he heard the bathroom door swing open then closed again. The sink outside the stall was running with water and from underneath the stall, Mickey saw polished dress shoes. Mickey put on his baggy pants and left the stall. The man by the sink was wearing a suit, had dark hair and a cane, and an aura around him. He seemed upset so Mickey took off his furry helmet and his grey-streaked hair stood up. The man turned around and Mickey saw that it was a ghost president, John F. Kennedy himself. "My wife cheated on me" he said. Skitty-rella then entered the bathroom. "Hiii!1!1!" she said. Then she jumped on top of the urinal, squatted, and peed. Her skirt was wet. "You're in the wrong bathroom!" John F. Kennedy cried. Mickey the furry started walking towards the stall with his furry helmet tucked under his arm when John F. Kennedy stopped him. Skitty-rella was pulling off her black boots revealing black-painted toenails. "Suck my toes?" she suggested. John F. Kennedy moaned randomely and fell over, his face soon in a puddle of pee. Mickey the furry fell over too. Skitty-rella came over and stomped her 8 kinky boots all over mickey's back. Three more people entered to join the scene. "I like Green day," they all said. as the one in the middle touched their boobs. The ones on the left and the right then filled into to the bathroom stalls. The sound of pee hitting the toilet water filled the room. It began to smell and there was a lot of slapping and moaning. The boy that looked like a billie joe wannabe was slapping asparagus against the emo girl's ass cheeks. Mickey the furry was moaning as Skitty-rella was still jumping on him. John F. Kennedy got up and went to the bathroom to jerk off. Soon Skitty-rella peed once more on Mickey the furry and left the bathroom.
A tribe walked in and the chief was hiding behind her stick. The deputy seemed to be the one in charge. The rest of the tribe was holding photos of something. Then reader-chan walked in. "It's getting crowed in here," John F. Kennedy said from the stall. The tribe walked into the big stall with the photos, a boy, and a large wooden stick.
---Chapter Two, Reader-chan's Point of View---
Kris screams for help. I run over and watch the tribe, where chaos will soon unfold. "My tribe and I present to you: Billie Joe nudes," says the chief, clapping her hands with delight. The warriors chant "Awooga" over a small fire, while dancing in a circle and holding hands. Kris is tied to a pole and begins to sweat and he says "Oh no I'll probably be buried in Green Day Awooga tribe territory!" I begin to sweat also, despite the fact this is taking place in the boy's bathroom at Target. This situation would always be scary, no matter the place. And why isn't the management doing anything?! The tribe warriors dance around him holding up nude pics of their favorite celebrities. I can hear Kris crying "The great god Billie Joe will probably tear my body to shreds, senpai please don't hurt me!!" he pleads. I poke my head over the wall and pray to their filthy god, if Billie Joe is even worthy of that title. "Senpai owo xd nya," I shout. The tribe looks at me. In response, Kris yells back "Owo uwu so warm uwu!" Then he purrs. "Senpai isn't angry right," Kris asks innocently. I pee in a toilet quickly and when I'm done I hear Kris coughing. He apologizes to the tribe for sliming the photos, which are Billie Joe nudes. The tribe starts playing American Idiot on the bongos and the bathroom starts to rise. I notice the room is being lifted by a tall crane. The pole-dancers were about to get started. I hear microphone feedback and then I hear a man's voice. "HELLO THIS IS THE FBI, FURRY BULGE INSPECTION AGENCY, COMING TO ARREST CHIEF BIRD, DEPUTY COFFEE, AND NAPSTABLOOK'S LOST COUSIN AKA JOHN F. KENNEDY FOR ILLEGAL POSSESION OF SEVERED PENISES OVER 6 INCHES LONG. PLEASE STEP OUT ONTO THE PLATFORM." The chief and deputy hop out of the window and dove into the unknown. John F. Kennedy floats and the FBI confiscates the penises. All that remained was the warriors, Kris, me, and Mickey the furry, who was unconscious.
---Chapter Three, Kris's Point of View---
It seemed we weren't ever going back down. The sun was burning bright. Too bright. It was hot. The clouds parted and Dream Sans passed through quickly. There Billie Joe Armstrong was. The tribe warriors that were left behind started to circle around me. "What are they doing," I wonder, beginning to panic. The tribe chants, circling around me faster. I see the pole-dancers unlatch themselves from the poles and walk towards the bongos, which are sitting on the toilet seat. The Billie Joe wannabe from earlier walks up, puts on a feathered hat and gets close to me. "You shall respwect gween day once Billie cums around," he says. "And you can call me your Idiot. He licks his lips. "Oh no," I think. An emo girl walks up and chains me to the wall, shoving nudes in my face. Then she whacks me with a dildo and pinches my nipples. Billie Joe is a slow old man. A grandpa. So now he finally reached the boy's restroom and came in through the window. "Ooooooh," he said. The tribe members saw him and started running towards him. They all began to fight amongst themselves over him. That woke Mickey the Furry up. "What the fuck is going on," the mouse guy said. "And where is John?" Everyone ignored Mickey because now, for some reason, cum is everywhere. Everyone started moaning. "Oh god," said Mickey. I tried to free myself but these kinky chains were too strong. And where is Reader-Chan?! A second later the tribe dumped a cum bucket on me. There was more moaning. "Fuck this," Mickey said. He put on his furry helmet and went into a different stall. The tribe members awooga'd loudly again at Billie Joe Armstrong. Then the pole-dancers started panting. I pinched myself. This had to be a dream, right? But I knew deep inside, that this was real. A tribe warrior hissed hawtly at me and started sucking my finger. "What the fuck is this place and why am I here," I thought. Some spider furry kicked the door down. "Hiii!1!1!" she said. Oh dear...here we go again. "I'm Skitty-Rella!!!" She took off her black boots. Then she crawled towards me and sucked my finger also. "Help," I thought. I heard pissing. The tribe warriors got into another fight. WHERE is Reader-Chan? A girl got away from the rumble and was crying. "Biwwie Joe Buwlge," she said sadly. Then she hugged a photo of Billie Joe. The emo girl walked over to her. "Whats wrong, senpai," she asked the girl. "I wanted to hump him," the crying girl answered. "I want to smash," the emo girl said. "Billie Joe is my master and I will die for him," the girl whimpered. "But...but I want you," the emo girl said. "I have a crush on you, karen." I stopped paying attention because there was an orgy about to happen. The second I saw a leopard-print thong, I knew Billie Joe made the right choice to exit the scene and float out the window. Then another black thong hit me in the face. It smelled of sardines, KFC, and sweat. I shook it off and yelled "READER-CHAAAN!!!" A warrior smelled the thong, shoved it in her pocket, and moaned. Something cold touched my shoulder and I turned around and saw the one I was familiar with. The ghost of Reader-Chan.
Reader-Chan stared into Kris's eyes. "Reader-Chan," Kris said. Reader-Chan floated away and went into the stall Mickey was in, going through the door like it was nothing. Kris looked down and saw shoes. Mickey the furry screamed and dropped his newspaper in the toilet. Then there was the sound of a zipper. Mickey the furry came out of the stall and unchained Kris from the wooden pole. All of the sudden, it seems, the room is moving. Everyone hears microphone feedback. There's that man's voice again "HELLO THIS IS THE FBI, FURRY BULGE INSPECTION AGENCY, MICKEY THE FURRY PLEASE STEP OUT ONTO THE PLATfOrM-" Something about that last word seemed off. The building tipped to the side and everybody in the bathroom felt the sensation of fast winds.
---Chapter Four, Idiot's Point of View---
I opened my eyes. I was on a boat. My whole body was sore. There was a chill on my skin. I decide to get up and I hear a thud. There on the ground...IS READER-CHAN'S DISFIGURED CORPSE!!! Now Kris can be mine! All mine! Ahaha!!! But all around me I see bodies on the deck. Kris-Senpai, Emo Girl, Karen, Mickey, Skitty-Rella, a short skeleton with a blue jacket, and...Reader-Chan's ghost. I hope they didn't see me smiling at their corpse. I run over to Kris's body and shake him. He doesn't wake up so I kissed him. On the lips. Kris shuddered awake and looked at me. Then he put his hand on my cheek. Then he pulled my red necktie and his face got really close to mine. He looked into my eyes and Kris licked his lips. "Baby, I'll be your idiot. I'll be waiting for you to cum around sometime and we can take a ride down the boulevard of broken dreams." I shuddered at the Green Day reference and then I ran down the stares, flustered, because Kris sounded so fucking hot. It was against tribe rules to date someone who wasn't a member but I was so turned on. What would happen to me if Chief Bird found out about my crush?
---Chapter Five, Skitty-rella's Point of View---
I felt the need to piss myself. I stared at the skeleton on the other side of the boat. Into his beautiful blue eye. He looked at me back and grinned. Then he walked over and said, "K i t t e n . D o n' t y o u k n o w h o w t o g r e e t a n e w p a l ? S h a k e m y h a n d . So I did. I touched his cold fingers but I started sweating. A fart noise came from him. It was so hot. "Heheh... the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick. It's ALWAYS funny." the skeleton said. I was melting. He looked away from me for a sec. "...Anyways I'm Sans. Sans the skeleton." Sans is such a hot name. Then I heard loud moaning from down the stairs. Me, Sans, Idiot, and Kris went down and saw emo girl. She was turned around but it looked like she was fucking herself with a stuffed animal. "Stan Curt Cobain" she said, repeating that phrase over and over between moans. Then she started to spank Karen's ass. “I’m a drummer in training and I would like to play guitar,” she said as she flicked Idiot's nipple with her guitar pick. "This town isn't big enough for the two of us," Kris said, strapping on his leather boots. He stepped on emo girl's toes. "Nya, nya you is hurting mees," emo girl cried. Kris began to jump on her. She bagan to fuck herself again with the stuffed animal again "I KIN KOKICHI," she moaned loudly. Idiot drooled at Kris's dominance. "Kinky boots," Idiot said. "Surrender, Krist," Kris said. The emo girl, Krist said, "Never!" And then they started to make out. Krist the emo girl moaned. Kris did too. Idiot was starting to get upset and kind of sad. "Kris I thought you loved me," Idiot wailed. "I'm sorry," Kris said. "She has a phat ass." Kris started to drool at Krist. Mickey the furry came out. "What the fuck," He said. "This is selfcest!" Mickey the furry walked over to a button and pushed it. "Yeet seat," he said. And the new couple launched into the air, out of the boat, hit the concrete, and bleed out. They died together. Soon their blood dried and there an everlasting memory remained.
---Chapter Six, Third Person Point of View---
Idiot cried because his crush, Kris, died at the hands of mickey the furry. He was so broken and depressed so he took out his cellphone and texted Reader-Chan. "Reader-Chan, Would you do a video of you Shitting pooping massive messy noisey one and Fart Loud as Befoure Shit ready to go out and after it just Shit poop loads and where it comes out fast and big ones could you do video," Idiot texted. "What the fuck," Reader-Chan replied. "My crush just kissed another girl in front of me and then died how dare you ask me for a video." "I'm a furry," Idiot texted. "So i genuinely like poop." Reader-chan left Idiot on read and when the clock striked 3:12am, Mickey was puking in the toilet. When he heard the bathroom door swing open and then closed again.
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