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You don't remember how all the fighting started, but it didn't really matter. Though, if you were to blame someone, you'd blame either Andre or MYC. Gigi was yelling, Brett was having a panic attack, Andre was yelling at Glenn, and you were chocking MYC, on his stupid neck thing.
"I got dirt on all you bitches!"
"I'm going to kill you, you fucking ALIEN!"
"I've been in your head for months! I KNOW THE THINGS IN YOUR DIRTY LITTLE HEADS!" MYC spoke, or tried to with your hands gripping his throat.
"Shut the fuck up you asshole!!"
"I COULD DRUG YOU ALL IN YOUR SLEEP."
"AHHAHAHAHAH!"
"I HATE YOU ALL!"
"ANDRE HOOKED UP WITH GIGI AT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY!"
"HAHAHA! MAN I TOLD YOU THAT IN CONFIDENCE!"
"AND ANDRE WAS FRIGHTENED BY GIGI!"
"Y/N GET OFF MYC."
"Why???"
"CAUSE I'M GONNA KILL HIM!" Gigi jumped on top of MYC and started beating the shit out of MYC.
"Guys, can we please get along?"
"SHut up BReT, we know all your obsessed with Y/n."
"Haha! Im not obsessed."
"Shut up Brett!" You yell, trying to stuff a cake down Glenn's throat, trying to choke the asshole.
"You know what, this is fine." Brett grabbed a squish and pressed in his hands, trying to relax.
"EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Everyone stopped and slowly sat down. Myc raised a tentacle.
"Yes MYC?" Reagan asked, rubbing her forehead.
"Just to be clear- Brett IS obsessed with Y/n. Everytime I'm in his head, he's thinking about how cute Y/n's ass," Myc said.
"Excuse me?"
"HAHA. I'm kill myself," Brett said trying to not bury himself in a self pity attempt.
"Ah, I love shifting blame on other people." Myc said satisfied.