Gwen: *in van* I can't do this.
Trent: What?
Gwen: I can't go with you, Trent. Not any more.
Trent: Oh, man. I'm glad you said that first.
Gwen: Why?
Trent: Gwen, this is too much for me. I love you, I will always love you, but there is a limit to how much I can take.
Gwen: Would you please stop talking to me like I'm the one who's crazy? You're the crazy one! You're the mass murderer!
Trent: You mean *multiple* murderer!
Gwen: So you admit it?
Trent: No, I don't!
Gwen: I can't take this shit any more!
Cody: *appears in the window*
Gwen: Aaaahhhh!
Trent: *driving*
Cody: I won't tell on you. *smells* Something smells in here. *Opens trunk and finds Gwen's uncle in the trunk* Oh my god.
Trent: Thanks for not telling on us.
Gwen: Your a good friend, Cody.
Cody: *grabs a gun* Pull over!
Trent: What?
Cody: I SAID PULL OVER NOW!
Trent: *pulls over* What is with you?
Cody: You should turn your selfs in NOW!
Trent: Why?
Cody: Why? Well, look at this! *opens trunk*
Gwen:&Trent: *screams*
Cody: *looks at the road and finds the police* HELP HELP!
Duncan: *pulls out gun* Nobody move!
Gwen: *screams*
Cody: *walks in road but gets killed by a truck*
Gwen: NO!
Duncan: *stares at Courtney* That will work.
Courtney: GET THIS MOTHERFUCKING VAN MOVING NOW!
Trent: OK OK! *drives*
Duncan: Lets introduce are self's you know who i am?
Trent: Duncan?
Duncan: Yep and this is Courtney.
Courtney: I think we have all ready meet sweet face.
Trent: Courtney? What happen to you?
Courtney: Well, it's a funny story.
Radio: It keeps getting weird and weird, fingerprints find out the two murders belong to Duncan Lee Ray, the serial killer gundown in 1988.
Courtney: DUNCAN, THE HEART OF DAMBLA!
Duncan: I know!
Courtney: What are we going to do?
Duncan: Shut up! I'm Thinking. Now we need bigger wheels, i don't want to ride in this crappy van.
** They both hijacked an RV **
Courtney: *putting make up on Gwen* Be careful sweetie or I'll poke your eyes out. *sigh* I'm going to look pretty when i'm in your body! *oven bell dings* Oh! The cookies are done!
*opens over and takes cookies out* *walks to Duncan*
Duncan: Nobody makes the perfect Swedish meatballs like you, babe.
Courtney: Thanks, Hunny buns. I hope you left room for dessert.
Duncan: You know it, pookie. *grabs cookie* *kisses Courtney's cheek*
Trent: *looks at the dirty dishes*
Duncan: *sigh* Ahhhhh. Marriage with Courtney is the best!
Trent: On the other hand, she's not a housekeeper.
Duncan: Courtney? *Courtney looks at Duncan* Those dishes aren't going to wash them self you know?
Courtney: *gets mad*
Gwen: Your were nice of him to cook a least he can do is wash the dish.
Courtney: *takes off apron* *grabs a dish and throws it at Duncan: What are you doing?
Courtney: *still throwing dishes*
Duncan: What would Martha Stewart say?
Courtney: Fuck Martha Stewart! Martha Stewart can kiss my shiny plastic butt! I've spent all day over a hot stove, making cookies and making Swedish meatballs, and for what? A man who doesn't appreciate me! A man who can't even wash one fucking dish! A man who isn't even a man at all where it counts if you get my drift! *to Gwen* Take it to me honey plastic is no substitute for a nice hunk of wood!
Duncan: I didn't hear her complaining last night.Any guy who is a big hunk of plastic is probably battery operated to get a reaction out of you in bed. And by the way, where the hell did you learn to bake? *throws his cookie at Courtney*
Courtney: OW! How dare of you speak to me that way?
Duncan: YOU STARTED IT!
Courtney: I did not yo--
Gwen: *push Courtney in the oven*
Duncan: NO! *shoots Gwen*
Gwen: *screams*
Trent: *throws Duncan out the window*
** The whole RV Crashes **
** part 7 coming soon **
Trent: What?
Gwen: I can't go with you, Trent. Not any more.
Trent: Oh, man. I'm glad you said that first.
Gwen: Why?
Trent: Gwen, this is too much for me. I love you, I will always love you, but there is a limit to how much I can take.
Gwen: Would you please stop talking to me like I'm the one who's crazy? You're the crazy one! You're the mass murderer!
Trent: You mean *multiple* murderer!
Gwen: So you admit it?
Trent: No, I don't!
Gwen: I can't take this shit any more!
Cody: *appears in the window*
Gwen: Aaaahhhh!
Trent: *driving*
Cody: I won't tell on you. *smells* Something smells in here. *Opens trunk and finds Gwen's uncle in the trunk* Oh my god.
Trent: Thanks for not telling on us.
Gwen: Your a good friend, Cody.
Cody: *grabs a gun* Pull over!
Trent: What?
Cody: I SAID PULL OVER NOW!
Trent: *pulls over* What is with you?
Cody: You should turn your selfs in NOW!
Trent: Why?
Cody: Why? Well, look at this! *opens trunk*
Gwen:&Trent: *screams*
Cody: *looks at the road and finds the police* HELP HELP!
Duncan: *pulls out gun* Nobody move!
Gwen: *screams*
Cody: *walks in road but gets killed by a truck*
Gwen: NO!
Duncan: *stares at Courtney* That will work.
Courtney: GET THIS MOTHERFUCKING VAN MOVING NOW!
Trent: OK OK! *drives*
Duncan: Lets introduce are self's you know who i am?
Trent: Duncan?
Duncan: Yep and this is Courtney.
Courtney: I think we have all ready meet sweet face.
Trent: Courtney? What happen to you?
Courtney: Well, it's a funny story.
Radio: It keeps getting weird and weird, fingerprints find out the two murders belong to Duncan Lee Ray, the serial killer gundown in 1988.
Courtney: DUNCAN, THE HEART OF DAMBLA!
Duncan: I know!
Courtney: What are we going to do?
Duncan: Shut up! I'm Thinking. Now we need bigger wheels, i don't want to ride in this crappy van.
** They both hijacked an RV **
Courtney: *putting make up on Gwen* Be careful sweetie or I'll poke your eyes out. *sigh* I'm going to look pretty when i'm in your body! *oven bell dings* Oh! The cookies are done!
*opens over and takes cookies out* *walks to Duncan*
Duncan: Nobody makes the perfect Swedish meatballs like you, babe.
Courtney: Thanks, Hunny buns. I hope you left room for dessert.
Duncan: You know it, pookie. *grabs cookie* *kisses Courtney's cheek*
Trent: *looks at the dirty dishes*
Duncan: *sigh* Ahhhhh. Marriage with Courtney is the best!
Trent: On the other hand, she's not a housekeeper.
Duncan: Courtney? *Courtney looks at Duncan* Those dishes aren't going to wash them self you know?
Courtney: *gets mad*
Gwen: Your were nice of him to cook a least he can do is wash the dish.
Courtney: *takes off apron* *grabs a dish and throws it at Duncan: What are you doing?
Courtney: *still throwing dishes*
Duncan: What would Martha Stewart say?
Courtney: Fuck Martha Stewart! Martha Stewart can kiss my shiny plastic butt! I've spent all day over a hot stove, making cookies and making Swedish meatballs, and for what? A man who doesn't appreciate me! A man who can't even wash one fucking dish! A man who isn't even a man at all where it counts if you get my drift! *to Gwen* Take it to me honey plastic is no substitute for a nice hunk of wood!
Duncan: I didn't hear her complaining last night.Any guy who is a big hunk of plastic is probably battery operated to get a reaction out of you in bed. And by the way, where the hell did you learn to bake? *throws his cookie at Courtney*
Courtney: OW! How dare of you speak to me that way?
Duncan: YOU STARTED IT!
Courtney: I did not yo--
Gwen: *push Courtney in the oven*
Duncan: NO! *shoots Gwen*
Gwen: *screams*
Trent: *throws Duncan out the window*
** The whole RV Crashes **
** part 7 coming soon **
"no one move!"
"what are you going to do with it?"
"shoot you if you dont be quiet!"
"hey!i dont talk to my wife like that!"
"watch me!"
"i did.and ive seen enough!"
"well,what are you gonna do about it?"
"this!" duncan pulled out the gun that was in his pocket all along.
"duncan!"courtney shrieked."what are you doing?"
"protecting you!"
"duncan!youll hurt yourself!"
"i dont care!as long as your safe!"
the gun fired.
"duncan!"
courtney pushed duncan to the grond,=and the bullet went through the wall."
"oh my god!" duncan screamed."you saved me!"
"i told you could get hurt!and you can thank me later. we can go through the hole in the wall!"
"ok" the couple left the court.
"what are you going to do with it?"
"shoot you if you dont be quiet!"
"hey!i dont talk to my wife like that!"
"watch me!"
"i did.and ive seen enough!"
"well,what are you gonna do about it?"
"this!" duncan pulled out the gun that was in his pocket all along.
"duncan!"courtney shrieked."what are you doing?"
"protecting you!"
"duncan!youll hurt yourself!"
"i dont care!as long as your safe!"
the gun fired.
"duncan!"
courtney pushed duncan to the grond,=and the bullet went through the wall."
"oh my god!" duncan screamed."you saved me!"
"i told you could get hurt!and you can thank me later. we can go through the hole in the wall!"
"ok" the couple left the court.
*The morning Duncan is supposed to go to boarding school*
"IM NOT GOING!" Duncan shouted at his mum, "But dunky! You have to go, we've already paid" his mum explained. "whats going on?" Danni, Duncan's sister asked, "they wanna send me to boarding school. But i am NOT going!" Duncan said, "I'll go instead" Danni said, "Its settled then. Danni's going and im staying. Im gonna go tell Courtney the good news" Duncan texted her. "Fine, you can go instead" mum said to Danni. 'YAY' Courtney replied to the text
"IM NOT GOING!" Duncan shouted at his mum, "But dunky! You have to go, we've already paid" his mum explained. "whats going on?" Danni, Duncan's sister asked, "they wanna send me to boarding school. But i am NOT going!" Duncan said, "I'll go instead" Danni said, "Its settled then. Danni's going and im staying. Im gonna go tell Courtney the good news" Duncan texted her. "Fine, you can go instead" mum said to Danni. 'YAY' Courtney replied to the text
"What?!" Duncan hissed through gritted teeth. The others turned around, knowing never to get on the wrong side of the mohawk-wearing teen unless you wanted to get seriously damaged by him. Courtney was the only one who was still looking at him, mesmerized. Duncan winked at her and she turned around towards the front, her face going red. Duncan saw her face flush, 'haha, she wants me' he thought smugly, 'and im gonna prove it'.
Courtney confusedly thought 'what if i like him? Do i?'
Courtney confusedly thought 'what if i like him? Do i?'
"Well?" i asked interrupting you
"well, you'll probably think this IS a lame ass excuse but, the reason is or was, i didn't wanna ruin your chances for a good career or a great future" you blushed
I was thrown completely off guard, "erm, i dont think it's a lame ass excuse, i guess i was just being..." i began
"just being what?" you asked, smirking. "i guess i was just being stubborn, again, im sorry, ok?" i told you solemly. "So do you forgive me" you asked.
"Yes"
You gave me a hug...