Rob got up and answered the door.
"Oh, Mrs. Arsement. Hi!"
"Hello Rob. I'm so happy you're asking Preston to Prom. Here's his dress clothes like you asked for."
"Thank you," Rob smiled, "I can't wait to." At the moment Jerome choose to throw Vikk on to be pile of pillows that had be created when they made room on the couch.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH," screamed Vikk. "WHY'D YOU GO AND DO THAT?!?!"
"BECAUSE YOU KEPT KILLING ME YOU, YOU LITTLE JAGSTAR123," Jerome screamed at Vikk.
"Don't kill my boyfriend. I love him. Take me instead," Lachlan yelled throwing himself at Jerome's feet. Then he grabbed Jerome's ankles and pulled him down on top of him.
"OK FINE," yelled Jerome.
Mrs. Arsement and Rob looked at each other. She was holding back laughter, Rob just gave a tired sigh.
"I'm sorry, but I need to go stop... what ever that is going on."
"I understand-" she was interrupted by screams of laughter and pain.
"Let go of him," Vikk shrieked.
"NEVER. I AM THE ONE WHO BAC'S," screamed Jerome.
"Run Vikk. Run and Never return. Remember I love you," Lachlan said while dramatically dieing.
Just then Mitch drove up. "Hey Robby. Hi Mrs. Preston's mom."
"Hey dood."
"Hello Preston friend." Mitch and Mrs. Arsement smiled sharing an inside joke. More screams came from inside the house.
"I'm going. See you boys later. Should I assume Preston is staying over?"
"Yes ma'am if that's ok," Mitch answer of Rob.
"It's fine. Are you all staying here?"
"Yes we are," Rob said.
"GET OFF ME YOU SHORT BRIT."
"NOT UNTIL YOU LET GO OF MY BOYFRIEND."
"We have to go," Rob and Mitch said in unison and ran inside. She laughed and drove away.