Chapter 1- Timmy the Tantrum Tit
Timmy's POVI stared at Ronald straight in the eyes. I didn't need a mirror to know that my eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears. Ronald's were filled up to the brim with confidence and Tom-foolery. That snarky son of a mother had always been a big bully to me. Just because I was smaller in size.
"Little Timmy, crying again." He circled around me with his goons. He laughed, and it sounded like a seal high on cocaine infused cough syrup. He probably was, too. That kid's mother had an entire arsenal of unprescribed drugs.
"Timmy Wimmy, you little son of a bitch. You think you were gonna get away with stealing my girl, huh? You think you're such a pimp, huh?" He rubbed the rock in his hand.
"If this rock was Trina, what would you do to it, huh? You dirty fuçker..." He threw the rock that he pretended was Trina at me. It hit me straight in the crotch. But it wasn't thrown by such a straight guy so I don't think that would be such a great word to use in Ronald's case.
I finally spoke up, trying not to choke on my saliva. "If that rock was Trina, then you just threw Trina onto my dick." I looked down at the rock, laying on the floor. "And it's on the floor. So she'd be on her knees, from touching my dick area."
Ronald looked pissed. "What? That's not what I meant, dumbfuçk! I threw the rock, so she hit your dick, not touched it with pleasure, you sick bastard!"
I was about to take the rock that is Trina rock from the floor and drop it down my trousers but I felt someone kick me from behind.
I fell to my kneecaps.
"That's right, fall to your Nico Nico kneecaps, asshole." It was Trina. Oh no.
She kicked me again and I fell down facefirst ti the grimy grass.
"I heard your entire conversation with Ronald." I looked up at Ronald, who looked shocked. He also looked cocked.
"First if all, I don't belong to either of you sick horny fuccers."
I attempted to sit up but I felt another kick to my back. "Don't even try to sit up, Timothy, you asshole." I heard Ronald laugh. "And you better shut the fucc up, Ronald, you soon to be slaughtered dick."
Ronald's eyes were now filled to the brim with terror. "You two just gotta be such dicks and assholes. Maybe you should put your titles to good use and get your dick and asshole selves to go fucc yourselves. I am not an object for either of you to own."
I heard Ronald trying to run away, his cheap Addidas betraying him as he tripped over me.
"You pathetic little lads. I'm gonna leave now."
I sat up, forgetting about her warnings and instead of Trina I saw a UFO.
Trina had been abducted up.
Trina's POV
Area 51 sure is one rad place to find new friends. Leaving Earth was a great choice. Now I can finally have real friends. Real friends who are aliens. Aliens who respect wamen. Respect all beings.
I sat back and drank my vinegar as the spaceship crashed down on Ronald and Timmy.
Yummy I love vinegar.
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