A/N: This was written extremely late at night, so I apologize in advance if this is absolute crap. Also sorry about the long hiatus, I have had no time to write. But I have more free time now since I'm on break and school is less intense, so look forward to a lot of new writing coming your way! 

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Group chat names- 

Jeremy: TwoPlayerGayme

Michael: th0tmakesanentrance

Rich: BiBiBi

Jake: whenurlegsdntworkliketheyused2b4

Chloe: PrettierThanYou

Brooke: piIiIIiIIIiiiiinkberry

Jenna: Go$$ipGirl

Christine: Sh00kspeare 

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Squip Squad™️

TwoPlayerGayme: hey you henkin n00bs 

TwoPlayerGayme: my dad's on a date with heidi again and  i'm super bored 

th0tmakesanentrance: and i should care why 

TwoPlayerGayme: stfu michael, y'all should come over 

Go$$ipGirl: sleepover? 

BiBiBi: that's legitness

Sh00kspeare: yay!!!! 

PrettierThanYou: ugh fine

TwoPlayerGame: yeet see you nerds soon 

Jeremy set his phone down on the counter, and started to pick up all the trash around the house to make it a little more presentable. About 5 minutes later, he heard a giant crash upstairs. Screeching, Jeremy ran towards the stairwell wielding his broom as a weapon, only to see Rich barrel rolling down the stairs, until he faceplanted off the last step into the floor. He finger-gunned up at Jeremy.

"Wh- how- what? hOW DID YOU GET INTO MY HOUSE???" Jeremy screamed as he beat Rich with the broom. 

"So, I ran over to your house, then I climbed that tree in your backyard, and then I snapped off your window lock and crawled in. Then, somehow, I fell down the stairs and now you're beating me." Rich said calmly as Jeremy hit him. A loud squeal of tires came from Jeremy's driveway as Jake's minivan pulled in, causing Jeremy to drop the broom. 

A crutch busted the door in. "WHO'S READY TO GET L  I T," Jake yelled as the stampede of the other children ran in. 

"Jesus Christ, let's, let's all just meet in the kitchen. We need to make our Mountain Dew Red punch anyways." Jeremy herded them into his tiny kitchen. Chloe perched on the counter, Brooke in her lap. Jenna sat backwards in a chair, and somehow Christine was on top of the fridge. Jake stood in the corner, Rich on his shoulders. 

"Wait, where's Michael? He has the Mtn Dew," Brooke asked. All of a sudden, Michael slide into the kitchen, holding a Mtn. Dew Red bottle above his head, and dramatically yelled, "MICHAEL MAKES AN ENTRANCE!" 

"Dude, if I had a dime for every time you said that, I would have, like, a lot of dimes," Jake sighed. 

"Can y'all stop being gay for half a second so we can make some punch?" Chloe slid off the counter and tossed Brooke to the floor. "Brooke, you go get the Mtn. Dew. Jenna, you get the bowl. Rich and I will make the punch. And Tall-Ass, you go get the cups, I'm too short," Chloe commanded. Jake took Rich off his shoulders. 

"Where is it?" Rich asked, only to receive a blank look from Jeremy. "My stool? Not all of us are 90% leg like you, I can't reach the counter, remember?" 

Jeremy pulled the Rich Stepstool™️ out from the cabinet and placed it next to Chloe. Jake lifted Rich up Lion-King style and placed him on the stool. He was finally equal height to Chloe. 

The snap of the soda can, followed by aggressive fizzing, was heard from the sink Brooke was at. 

"Heck heck heck heck heck heck heck heck" Brooke screeched as she ran the exploding soda over to the bowl and dumped it in. Rich happily stirred the soda with ice cream and juice, and Chloe gave everyone a cup. 

They all drank the punch, just in case, until a loud rumble was heard from Michael's stomach, breaking the silence. "I'm hungryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy," he whined. 

"Babe, you're always hungry. You eat everything," Jeremy said. 

"Yeah, but how else am I supposed to stay this thicc without eating everything?" Michael slapped his thigh. 

"Jeremy, where do you keep your bleach?" Jenna groaned, as Christine slapped her hands over her eyes to protect her innocence. 

Michael fumbled for his phone. "I'm gonna order a pizza," he said, with a mischievous glint in his eye. He dialed Pizza Hut's number, and put it on speakerphone. 

"Pizza Hut, what would you like?" 

Michael struggled to contain his giggles. "Lemme get, uuuhhhh, six large b o n e l e s s pizzas," The rest of the group erupted in laughter as the employee on the other end sighed, sounding dead inside.

Time skip brought to you by ~*gayness*~

Six boneless pizzas later, the whole squad laid in the floor, too full of memes and food to move. 

"Hey, let's put on our pajamas!" Christine popped up from the floor, as she grabbed her bag and rushed to the bathroom to change. A few moments later, she sashayed out, clad in a billowy nightgown. She struck a pose as the rest clapped and Rich wolf-whistled. Rich went into the bathroom next. 

Chloe and Brooke had changed into matching unicorn onesies, not afraid to change in front of the others. Jake was just chilling in his hoodie and sweatpants, and Jenna had put on polka-dot pajamas. Michael was changing behind the couch. His hoodie was thrown on the couch, and Jeremy sneakily stole it. It smelled of cologne and weed, but he loved it. It completely swallowed him, and he snuggled happily in the warmth of the hoodie. Rich walked out of the bathroom in camo pajama pants and a tank-top that said "Bi and Ready to Die." 

"Do you wear anything besides tank tops?" Jake questioned. 

"Nope." 

All of a sudden. Michael jumped up over the couch, landed on the floor, and dabbed. He was wearing a Bob Marley t-shirt, red booty shorts, and thigh-high rainbow socks. 

"Oh my god, Michael," Jeremy facepalmed. 

"Let's all distract ourselves from the human disaster that is Michael Mell and do some karaoke," Jenna suggested, pulling a karaoke machine from her bag. "Dibs on going first!" 

Jenna connected her phone, and pulled up a karaoke version of "Kindergarten Boyfriend" from the musical Heathers. The rest of the group all gathered on the couch in a huge pile. She started to sing, silencing everyone with her beautiful voice. 

The song ended, and sniffling was heard from the end of the couch. Everyone turned in shock and gaped at the sight of Richard Goranski, the tough guy, crying. He buried his face in a pillow as he sobbed. 

"I- it was just s-so beau-utiful, an-and sh-she sounded j-just like M-Martha, a-and Mart-tha deserved so-so muc-ch better, an-nd I ca-can't deal!" Rich said, his voice muffled by the pillow. They all "awwwww'ed" as they moved to hug him. Tears streamed down his face as he was squished in a huge hug. Jake tickled Rich's sides, until he stopped crying and started laughing. He wiped the rest of the tears from his eyes and jumped off the couch. "C'mon Jeremy and Michael, we're doing 'Candy Store'". He smirked. 

---27 songs later---

It was about 2:00 in the morning, and they were all starting to rub their eyes and yawn. 

"Y'all, I'm hecking tired. It's time to make the sleeping pit," Jeremy yawned as he pushed them off the couch. They all unpacked their blankets and pillows from their bags, and Michael went to the basement to fetch the air mattresses and bean bags. Christine pulled blanket after blanket out of her bag. 

"Where are all these blankets coming from?" Brooke asked, puzzled, as she kept getting pelted with blankets. "How did you even fit all of these in your bag????" 

Christine winked, and held a finger up to her lips. "It's a secret."

Michael came back upstairs with the mattresses and bean bags. They inflated the mattresses and put them together next to the couch, and surrounded the mattresses with chairs and bean bags.  They threw their pillows into the middle. Rich picked up the broom that Jeremy beat him with earlier, and used it to make a blanket tent. 

"Wait, we need to pick a movie to fall asleep to," Jenna reminded them. 

Michael sprung up, and yelled, "I GOT THIS!" They stared at him as he ran out of the room. He came back a couple of seconds later, lugging a suitcase behind. He threw the suitcase in front of him, and unzipped it. 42 copies of Shrek 1 spilled out. They all gasped in horror. 

"Michael, n o," Jeremy shuddered. 

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They all crawled into the pit- Michael with Jeremy in his arms, Brooke and Chloe sharing a blanket, Rich snuggled up to Jake's side, and Christine and Jenna laying together. Shrek was playing in the background- they were too tired to argue with Michael. They all started into space, not wanting to be the first to fall asleep. Soon, soft snoring came from Jeremy and Michael. Rich snickered quietly as he pulled a Sharpie out from his pocket, and wrote "Boyf Riends" across the sleeping boys' heads. Suppressed giggles filled the sleeping pit. Jenna snapped multiple pictures to preserve the moment. The joke eventually lost its amusement, and they laid back down. Slowly, they all fell asleep- a group of best friends, happy as can be.