>>5131613“You’re the BEST, Stan!” Tucker shouts, prompting the others to crowd around you!
“I wish I was as COOL and GORGEOUS as you!” Mitzi adds with a smile on her face!
“Hey everyone–let’s pledge to NEVER DITCH STAN!” Eddie exclaims!
“You’ve inspired me, Stan–I’m dumping Art! You’re all I need!” Sybil cheers, shoving Art away!
“She’s right… I was wrong, Stan–about a lot of things!” Art smiles! “Sorry I said you kidnapped me–would you like all of my <span class="mu-g">GOLD COINS</span> as an apology?”
Pausing your <span class="mu-b">SMOKIN’-HOT MAKEOUT SESH</span> for a moment, you hold out your hand for Art’s coins. Yea, you nod, it’s a <span class="mu-i">START</span>!
“We’re with you ‘til the end, Stan.” Gus drones as he, Kiki, and Denise smile your way. “And feel free to ask us for food whenever, too.”
“Truth is, Stan–I was just intimidated by you!” Talbot confesses as redness builds up in his cheeks! “I-If I’m nice to you will you pay attention to me?”
No, you laugh, stuffing your pockets with <span class="mu-g">GOLD COINS</span> in between snogging seshes! But he can totally keep simping for you!
“O-okay! I’ll do my best!” Talbot stammers with a sheepish grin on his face! Leaning closer into Gamugo, you bask in pure, unadulterated bliss as the scene around you explodes with applause, <span class="mu-g">GOLD COINS,</span> fireworks, and American flags waving proudly in the air! <span class="mu-r">U</span> S <span class="mu-b">A</span>! <span class="mu-r">U</span> S <span class="mu-b">A</span>! <span class="mu-r">U</span> S <span class="mu-b">A</span>...
<span class="mu-r">U</span> S -<span class="mu-s">OOF!</span>
Something heavy nudges you in the stomach just when Gamugo was getting <span class="mu-i">handsy</span>! Lurching upright in a drool-soaked van seat, your mind is abruptly ejected from <span class="mu-b">DREAM WORLD</span> and back into the cold, unfeeling clutches of <span class="mu-r">REALITY!</span> Damn it!
“Did you <span class="mu-i">have</span> to kick her stomach, T? She looked like she was having a really good dream!” Eddie asks in a disapproving tone.
“We’re <span class="mu-i">here</span>, aren’t we?” Talbot retorts, gesturing out the back window to the stationary parking garage around you! “Plus the <span class="mu-i">SNORING</span> was getting annoying.”
“Pretty sure she was mumbling ‘<span class="mu-r">U</span> S <span class="mu-b">A</span>’...” Tucker mutters, turning to Mitzi for confirmation.
“Yep. Didn’t know you <span class="mu-r">HATED FREEDOM,</span> T.” The tomboy adds, stuffing her magazine back into her pocket with a wry grin.
“Wait, <span class="mu-i">really?</span>” Talbot asks with wide eyes! “I mean… if she was chanting ‘<span class="mu-r">U</span> S <span class="mu-b">A</span>’ then I guess it’s cool…”
“Whatever, <span class="mu-r">COMMIE.</span>” Mitzi mutters as she leans towards you. “So Stan–ya’ gonna tell us what your dream was about, or what?”
Well…
>CONTD. 