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Shrimpo was doing something he rarely ever does, eating in the kitchen during breakfast time. Usually he'd sneak in there at night, steals someones leftovers and be out. But finn dragged him there with a lot of annoying
"please shrimpoooo!"
And hearing him beg made him weak.
Anyway, he bordley looked around while mindlessly stuffing the sushi in his mouth with the chopsticks. Usually finn would be rambling about something but currently he was stuffing his own mouth, and trying not to cry from seeing the sea creatures get eaten.
While shrimpo was looking around dyle caught his eye, his eyebrows furrow and his irritation spiked just from the sight of him. He turns back to finn, sighing.
"Why do you even hang out with dyle?"
Finn perks up from shrimpos silence finally being interrupted.
"Uh cuz we yap about stuff and it's cool" his shoulders lift up to a shrug, speaking while his mouth looks like a chipmunk preparing for the winter.
Shrimpo grimaces at finns poor table manners, I mean he had horrible manners too but in the 'purposely trying to be an asshole' type way instead of just being gross. Just say your a hypocrite shrimpo..
"I let you yap about your dumb ass facts to me all the time"
"Your usually in your room, last time I've done that was 2 weeks ago"
"Your so needy"
Finn just rolls his eyes and goes back to eating. Shrimpo doesn't how ever, he needs to start something, his impulses are getting put of control. His eyes dart back to dyle, eating boring ass typical breakfast.
'Pancakes, sausage, bacon, YUCK!' shrimpo judged in his head, if you couldn't tell he hates breakfast.
He suddenly stands up, which made cock an eyebrow as he watched shrimpo just walk over to dyle.
"Awh is the clock eating by himself? Thought you'd be eating with that dandelion or something" he mocks, looking down at his food and dyle himself in general disappointment.
Dyle eye twitches, he lets out a deep breath.
"Me and dandy aren't even friends."
"Yeah you have none."
Shrimpo flicks the minute hand, which spins around his face for a few seconds, he lets out an amused chuckle.
Dyle grabs shrimpos wrist in a tight grip before he could retract it.
"hey! Let go you damn clock face"
"Say please"
Shrimpo looks around, glaring at people who got caught being nosey about the commotion.
"You are not doing this" he grumbles, gritting his teeth.
"That's not a please" with his other hand, tapping on the table with his fingers impatiently.
Although shrimpos stubborn ass just pulls back, hard. Dyle almost gets pulled out his seat but he pulls back and makes the other almost stumble on him.
"PLEASE LET ME GO BEFORE I BREAK FOUR OF YOUR GODAM HANDS!" He exclaims, grabbing the attention of everyone in the kitchen now, even from outside the kitchen. He gulps, he just wants to be out of here as soon as possible, I stead of glaring at everyone he looks down at the floor and bites his lip. He just got humbled, and that didn't happen often.
"didn't know you could utter that word"
As soon as he let go shrimpo stormed off to the room, completely forgetting his dinner date finn that was still there. He rubs his face excessively, as if that would get the heat off.
'Who does dyle think he is humiliating me like that? IM supposed to be the one who does that! Bullying others in the vain of my existence, bet his gonna share that around starting with telling that pissy skittle flower it first and exaggerating the story to his benefit.'
He slams the door open and closed, his heart beat rising up by the minute which he just took as his typical rage. He punches something nearby without even looking, which ends up being the wall. He stays in the same position for a while, with his fist in the hole in the wall. Before walking over to the bed and flopping down on it.
But, he felt something, he perks up looking down and-
He immediately pulled the sheets over himself.
"how the FUCK did that get there?! I just experienced one of my worse experiences and-"
He breathlessly exclaims out, peaking under the blanket to check if he was hallucinating or not. And he wish he was right about the hallucinating.
He stares at it for a few seconds, before pulling the sheets over himself. He felt too uncomfortable and confused to jack off now.