//------------------------------// // Chapter 4 (Bonus Chapter) // Story: A Faithful Night of Music // by ColeTrain4EVER //------------------------------// Authors Notes: This Chapter is a shoutout to the youtubers who got me into FIM. So thank you Otaku Ascended! Go Check them out. I may use these charcters more, still thinking about it. “Damn Campers!” yelled James through the headset. “Dude, stop screaming in the mic for five seconds so Mike can finish the story.” Derek replied in a voice that was a mix of pissed off and humor. “That's basically it.” I finished talking into the headset as I gripped the game controller; “I got on the train and came home.” “So let me get this straight,” Nick chimed in over the mic; “You met a hot chick, tons of cash, drunk and didn’t get with her?” “Well.....” “On top of that, you meet her sophisticated friend and you stammer like an idiot? Tell me, why do I ask you to be my wingman again?” “Yeah,” James added; “Why wouldn’t you take advantage I mean, I mean you could hav- Damn it! Stop Camping!” He screamed. “All his screaming aside,”Derek added; “James has a point.” “Well I try and be respectful towards women. I wouldn’t talk James, since you haven’t a girlfriend in like two years.” I snapped. “Don’t bring her up.” “Oh I’m sorry,” I mocked; I shouldn’t bring up Tri-” “I will hurt you Mike, I have a gun.” “Too bad you can’t aim, oh Video Game Master.” still mocking him. “Speaking of which what happened with you last night Nick?” “Absolutely Noth-Damn It Derek! Why are you sniping!?” “Cause its fun. But are you going to this dinner Saturday dude?” Derek asked. “Yeah, Why?” I answered with some worry in my voice. "Because dude, this is Vinyl Scratch! You have to make a good impression." Derek stated, with emphasis on the end. “I saved her freaking life!” I yelled. “Yeah but she has to remember it.” Nick stated. “That is such garbage and you know it. Your all just jealous aren't you? I mean James, it must be hard knowing that your friend is going on a date with a performer just like you d-” My words dropped just as my character did with the impact of friendly bullets into his skull. “You asshole!” I screamed; “I was on a kill-streak!” “Oh, I’m sorry did I break your concentration?” James asked as his character pumped his shotgun; “Please continue.” “I’m good.” I sighed. “Good choice.” Derek added; “He would torture you if you kept up with that crap on Tri-I mean his ex.” “Anyway, all I plan on doing is going to pick them up, in a car which nick will provide since he owes me, in nice clothes, and being respectful. If I play my cards right. I’ll leave a good Impression on them.” “This isn’t high school dude!” Derek jumped; “You should be a little wild. It is Vinyl Scratch, one of the most craziest DJ’s ever!” “I guess, whadda you suggest Derek?” “Well, don’t go in something too fancy. And for God’s Sake don’t wear a Sweater Vest!” Derek said with fear. “I’m not you at the prom. Alright, I better start to figure out what I’m gonna wear.” I said; “Talk to you guys later.” I shut off the game, went to my closet and looked at the disaster inside. “I have my work cut out for me.”