Summary post

[serafina20]

Since I didn't summarize PB last night... although, again, with the main players separated, it's hard to squeeze out the slash.



Whistler: Ha-ha! Can't catch me!
Lincoln: *punch* Ha-ha
Gretchen: Whistler?
Michael: Whistler isn't available right now. Meet us somewhere public.
Gretchen: But... police
Michael: And bring LJ
Alex: I has a hat. It covers my hair. I is sad.
Michael: Now, meet us at the museum.
Gretchen: You suck. No guns?
LJ: Ha! You got pwned!
Gretchen: Thanks for Whistler. He's not a fisherman.
Sofia: What? I is so not going to Paris with you.
Whistler: But I luvs you.
Gretchen: Anyway. Die now.
Michael: Not so much. Michael SMASH
Alarms: *wail*
Guards: What you steal?
Gretchen: Conspicuous thug! Shoot!
Sofia: Oh! I is shot! *bleeds*
Lincoln: NO! PRITY GIRL ARE HURT!
LJ: Dad, we gotta go. Police, bus, smash, remember?
Lincoln: NOT LEAVE PRITY GIRL NO MATTER WHAT!
LJ: ...
Gretchen: La-la. Nice view!
Michael: I keel you now.
Guard: Shoots
Whistler & Gretchen: *flee*
Michael: So, I go kill Gretchen
Lincoln: Whatever. Prity girl.
Michael: ... Anyway, it's been real.
Lincoln: So real. Later.
Whistler: Yo, baby. Wanna ride with me for awhile?
Alex: *thinking about naked!Michael* Huh? Oh. Sure. But Michael will kill you, and when that happen, I'm gone.
Whistler: Whatever
T-Bag: Snowball Leachero is dead! All of us are equal (except for those of us who are more equal than others)
Michael: Revenge is a dish best served with a paper flower and a gun. And a hot, nekkid, FBI agent on the side.

The end