"Then, what's your name?" Brandon's crimson eyes shone beneath his white bangs.
"JA—JASO LOMY" Jaden fucked up and he knew it. Seriously, Jaso Lomy? It sounds like a disease causing microorganism! 

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I'm not a retard, bro" Brandon crossed his arms. You kinda are, Brandon. Brandon slowly moved towards Jaden and Jaden moved back. He was about to be cornered when Harry shouted, "BRANDON! COME 'ERE!"

Brandon stared at Jaden and then walked inside the kitchen. Jaden took a sigh of relief as he wiped the sweat on his forehead. The cream from his forehead dropped on the ground, so he picked up the cream from the floor and patted it back on his forehead. Watch this guy break out.

"What is it, Harry?" Brandon entered the kitchen. The table was decorated with different types of sauces and sausages were spread across the table, "What is this?" Brandon looked around.
"Kate and I are gonna do a cooking competition," Harry said.
"Kate, you're gonna cook?" Brandon asked.
"I'm expected to," Kate said.

By that time, Jaden entered the room and sat on one of the chairs of the dining table. Brandon sat on the chair opposite to Jaden and looked at Kate.

"Now, here are the rules," Harry said to Jaden, "We'll make two teams, Kate and Brandon, and you and I. You'll be given five minutes. Within five minutes, whichever team makes and eats more number of hot dogs will win. So, Kate will cook and Brandon will eat for team one and I will cook and you will eat for team two. Deal?" 

"No—" Kate said.
"LET'S DO IT! I can't wait to eat Kate" Brandon smiled.
"Try not to die from food poisoning," Kate said.
"You follow cannibalism?" Jaden asked.
"I don't think he meant it literally, guys!" Harry defended his best friend.

"I just wanna eat Kate though" Brandon wined.
"You mean my cooking! My cooking, right?!" Kate shouted.
"Yes, both are the same thing" Brandon said.
"How is eating dicks and eating hot dogs the same?!" Kate said.

"Where did hot dogs come in this?" Brandon said. He obviously had stopped listening to Harry after he mentioned that Kate would cook.
"It's always been about hot dogs, you ass!"
"Okay, I'm setting the timer" Harry clicked his wristwatch.
"This is gonna be particularly bad," Brandon said.

"GO!" Harry shouted as if he was being choke-slammed on some stranger's bathroom floor. Both Kate and Harry started with maximum speed. Kate made a few hot dogs perfectly while Brandon started to eat them slowly, savoring their taste. Jaden quickly stuffed in the hot dogs which Harry prepared. At the end of two minutes, Kate stopped and said, "Hey wait! I think the ketchup finished!" He squeezed the ketchup bottle but suddenly the a huge amount of Ketchup oozed out and spurted on Harry's face who was standing opposite to Kate.

"Oops, I guess now its finished," Kate said. Harry took the Hollandaise sauce and forcefully squeezed it on Kate's chin, "Oh look! The Hollandaise sauce finished!" Kate's chin looked as if he had grown a white beard.
"That might be my old age beard," Brandon told Jaden.
Kate took the honey mustard bottle beside him and squeezed it on Harry's hair "OH LOOK! THE HONEY MUSTARD IS FINISHED!" Kate said.

What followed after it was a WAR between the kingdom of blondes and brunettes. A fight we never foresaw but we secretly wanted it to occur. Harry took the peanut butter and threw it on Kate's face. Kate was so golden that no California girl could have had a better tan than him.

Kate had his comeback with some white flour which landed on Harry's face. No Asian girl could have ever matched Harry's whiteness after that, not even their fellow "lightening creams."

Brandon was still slowly savoring Kate's cooking. Jaden was about to say something when a huge crab landed on him. All that poor Canadian wanted was to protect the cake on his face! That's all he wanted—Leave him alone, mates!

Then, Kate and Harry went into two different corners of the room and threw almost anything they found at each other. Kate threw everything from knives to forks and crockery. Harry threw everything that was there in the fridge. All this had become a background to Brandon as he seemed completely unaffected by all this. He dodged everything that came towards him smoothly and anything that missed Kate or Harry, landed on Jaden. 

Yes, knifes are included.
Yes, Jaden was stabbed by butter knives and forks.

Different kinds of food in all states fell into the air and gravity pulled them back on the faces of those horrifically magotted humans. One of them slowly began resembling kung fu panda. Brandon, the intelectual, had pre-installed an additional, quite impenetrable armor on his front, protecting his testicle while eating the hot dogs that had made it out alive from Kate's destructive powers. Kate and Harry were on another degree of human conscience. 

They had transformed into ninjas. There are two types of ninjas in this world—Noobs who train for years to be a proper ninja and a pro Fortnite player who sat on a chair for two years and made his name ninja just because it sounds cool. If they had longer arms, it would be safe to say that they would be unstoppable. They would be so strong—They could bend water or make Brandon Johnson straight again. 

Finally when both of them were dead tired and covered in alien material, they fell on the floor with exhaustion. I wonder what animals think when they see our group behaviour? Thanks for the quality shit! Now, I shall move back to pretending to be less civilized than you.

"That was sick!" Harry laughed. Now wonder it was sick and looking at him laying over those fermented noodles, that episode was not the only thing that was going to be sick for a while. All the hot dogs were eaten away by Brandon by then. It takes years of dedication to grow an appetite like him, kudos to our bi—boy.

Suddenly, our boys faced a power cut. It was pitch dark inside the house.

"AH! SOMETHING SLUGGISH AND SLOPPY TOUCHED ME!" Harry said.
"Same! It's grabbing my dick!" Kate shouted.
"...Wait a minute—" Harry moved his hands away.
"Now, it left me," Kate said.
"Harry, let me kill you just once," Brandon said.
"IF YOU KILL ME ONCE THERE WON'T BE A SECOND TIME!" Harry shouted.

"Guys, let us sit down. The floor is a mess and we can't see anything. We might fall and hurt ourselves if we move a lot,"
"Jaso Lomy is right. Let's do that," Brandon said and they all just sat on the dining table, waiting for the lights to be up again. 

Slowly, the main door opened and three people dressed in black entered the house.
"Hey. Are you sure no one's here?" One of them whispered.
"I'm sure no one's here,"
"I heard someone,"
"You must be schizophrenic,"

"I can't see my own feet. Where's the torch?"
"It's not the time to awaken your foot fetish!"
"Bruh,"
"We are thieves, we don't use torches!"
"Yeah, like open your mouth and your teeth will light up like torch, huh?!"
"Guys, I want to use the bathroom,"
"I told you to use it before we came here!"

"We should leave. I heard this house was made on a graveyard,"
"What are you saying? There's nothing like that!"

One of them switched on the torch as they reached the kitchen and looked at the dining table. Four people were sitting at it, three of them seemed abnormal and covered in something, while the fourth one had white hair and red eyes. He looked at the thieves and smiled, "Hi! Why don't ya join us?"

They shouted and one of them threw salt at Brandon. Other one of the thieves had a myocardial infraction while yet another one took out his gun, but his pants began falling down as soon as the gun was pulled out from his pocket. In order to pick that up, he dropped the gun. Brandon picked up the gun, "Is it real?" He asked and pointed it at them.
"OH MY GOD, RUN!" They ran towards the door and pulled it but it didn't open. Finally, they broke the glass beside it and ran away, dropping blood everywhere on their way.

Brandon pushed the door and it opened smoothly, "Why break the glass when you have a door?"
"They needed to push it, not pull. Idiots," Kate said.
"Who were they? Trolls?" Harry asked.
"Maybe, my fans?" Brandon said.
"Tell them to pay for this glass next time you meet,"
"We don't see each other often,"

"Why can't we have a normal evening?" Harry pressed his head.
"Suck it, Harry" Brandon said.
"Suck what?" Harry asked.
"...Long live yaoi mangas!"

"When will brother come? This darkness has scared the shit outta me!" Harry said while Brandon brushed his hair with his fingers and removed all the salt.
"Dang! That's a lot of dandruff!"
"By the way, Harry. You never told anything about your elder brother," Kate said.

"What should I tell? He is the president of the school pop music club but runs something else under that name called the 'Rehabilitation Club'. It's a stupid club which does stupid stuff like beating up bullies and delinquents and showing them the right path. He has this huge blue tattoo on his left shoulder matching his blue dyed, anime protagonist inspired hair. He got his belly button pierced at fifteen, he has a beauty mark on his collar bone and purple eyes which look white and fucking creepy under the sun and he's got the shittiest fashion sense." Harry said.

"Why do my clothes bother you?" A hoarse voice said from behind Harry. Kate saw two glowing purple eyes above him. Harry flinched and turned back, the lights suddenly turned on and there he stood, a guy even taller than Brandon Johnson. He wore a sleeveless white shirt saying"Sex is nothing when I fucking exist!" The tattoo on his shoulder was glowing in his sweat. He wore a pair of torn black jeans with sand near it's tips. He wore a Gucci belt and Stuart Weitzman shoes. He had drumsticks hanging down his jeans back pockets and a cigarette in his mouth. He had blood running down his nose.

"I came back early since you were so desperate," He seemed like bad news.

"H—Harry, who is he?" Kate asked.
"He—He is—"
"Introduce us, Harrison," He licked his blood from his upper lips.
"He is my elder brother, Louisianez Louverne" Harry's voice was trembling.

They all looked at him, "Call me Louise. It's a pleasure,"
He looked like devil—Pretty and pretty evil.

-To be continued

Louise Louverne
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