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“It’s Friday. Friday. Gotta get down on Friday.” sang Felix while doing a little dance. “Dude…what the fuck?” said Jack. “Oh come on Jack! Aren’t you excited?” Felix grinned. “Hm let me think uh. NO!” Jack exclaimed. Felix rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Anti’s much more fun than you are.” To which Jack replied with a loud “HA!”. “Hey guys.” Mark greeted, walking towards the two. “Ready for tonight?” He asked, lifting his bag of stuff with his blanket and toiletries for spending the night in school. “Oh bo

Jack sighed as he came out of the shower in his usual tank top and sweatpants, sitting down on his bed. He locked himself in his own room to prevent any distractions interrupting what was about to happen or any potential danger that could affect his own mother. He managed to convince his mother to make dinner early and helped out, then made sure everything was completed downstairs and his mother doesn’t need him for anything else before he locked himself in his room. He glanced at his clock showing 8:00 PM. Whatever is coming for him, he hoped he’s both physically and mentally ready. He sighed, not really having the patience. &#

It’s a beautiful day outside with the sun shining way too brightly through the blinds for the two people cuddling in one bed under the covers attempting to blocking out the sun’s rays. Unfortunately, the alarm clock decided to interrupt this special and warm moment, thus meeting its fate of colliding into the wall by a powerful fist of fury. The fist retreated back under the covers and relaxed to continue gripping on the skinnier body next to him. All was calm and soft snores continued until the door slammed open. “TOP OF THE MORNIN’ TO YA, LADDIES!” “HELLO EVERYBODY!” The two moms screamed into

The two boys raced down the stairs for food, their mothers almost dropped the dishes they were holding from the noticeable changes in appearances. Luckily, they were already used to sudden differences from their sons, causing them to recover very quickly. Of course, being full humans, they are still very intrigued by their sons’ temporary transformations. Dinner went by with a combination of engulfing whatever is edible on the dinner table, mothers staring at their sons and each other’s sons, forcing Mark to make random sounds, making Jack open his mouth from time to time, tons of photo taking, and a whole lot of pinching. “

“This is my room, oh guest. Please make yourself at home. I apologize but you may have to sleep on the floor.” said Jack sarcastically, opening the door. Mark rolled his eyes and stepped into the room. “Nice room…” said Mark as a light smell of green apple flowed into his nose. The room was simple, the walls were painted light baby blue with a white double bed in the middle of the room slightly away from the doors to the balcony. A giant light gray colored closet on the side of the room. One door within the bedroom led to a bathroom. “You took the master bedroom?!” asked Mark. “Yeah, mom didn&

The four friends at Felix's house are currently yelling at the TV screen. "THAT'S NOT RIGHT! YOU CALL THAT RIGHT, FUCKER?! NO!" Felix shouted. "SHUT THE FOOK UP FELIX!" Jack shouted back, letting out his thicker Irish accent. "YEAH MARK! YEAH GET HIM GET HIM!" Ken shouted. "YOU'RE SHOUTING INTO MY FUCKING EAR, KEN!" Mark shouted back, fighting back the want to rub his ear. Things were getting hyped to the heat of the moment where the game would determine the winner until Jack and Mark’s phones both rang simultaneously. Both players currently gaming stopped and turned their heads to their phones on the coffee table, freezing for a s