Well, you don't straight-up have any place ta bounce tha fuck out. Therez not a god damn thang ta do up in yo' room, n' tha library is still too big-ass ta check n' aint a thugged-out damn thang dat yo' ass can do. Yo ass should probably rap ta Remilia bout gettin time fo' dat soon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Well, itz been on some thugged-out dizzle since you've peeped tha sun. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So you decizzle ta go rap wit Meiling.
But fuck dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat upon nearin tha mansionz front doors, you hear a voice dat you should straight-up not be hearin under any circumstances.
"-oooooon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Why can't I go insiiiiiiiide?"
"Yo, I've holla'd at you already dawwwwg! Is you tryin ta make mah thang difficult?"
Yo ass rush towardz tha door, almost kickin it open before you restrain yo ass.
At first, tha light is blinding. But then, as yo' eyes adjust, you peep fo' realz. A hoe whoz ass should straight-up not be here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Starin up in her usual mad drama towardz yo thugged-out ass.
Yo ass yell each otherz names up in unison.
"What is you bustin here!?"
"What're you bustin here!?"
"Yo, I axed you first!"
"No you didn't son! I axed you first!"
"Yo ass should dig yo' elders!"
"I be olda than you, you nitwit!"
"Yo ass shizzle don't act like dat shiznit son!"
"Like you one ta talk!"
"What was that!?"
"Yo ass heard mah crazy ass biaaatch! Baby dawwwwg! Baby!"
"Come here, you-"
Yo ass rush towardz Cirno, leapin off tha ground up in a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dive tackle towardz her yo, but you too slow, n' yo' grill hits tha dirt as she flies tha fuck into tha air.
"Stupid Hayate!" Biatch sticks up her tongue at yo thugged-out ass. But fuck dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat her dope ass didn't fly like high enough, so you grab her by tha shoe- "Ah, hey!" -and pull her ta tha ground.
"Git off me biaaatch! Pervert son! Lecher playa! Sicko! Yo ass is gross, Hayate!"
Yo ass grab Cirno n' put her tha fuck into a headlock, mercilessly rufflin her hair. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. "Yo, stop dat shiznit son! It tickles muthafucka! Hayaaaateeeeeeeeeeeee-!"
Yo ass n' Cirno both stop ta peep where dat noise came from.
"Ahahahahaha! Yo ass two-hahahaha!"
Oh, you straight-up forgot bout Meiling. Dat hoe just starin at you, bustin up her head off. Come ta be thinkin of it, you do look rather wack like all dis bullshit. Cirnoz hand is pushin tha fuck into yo' face, while you have one arm locked round her neck n' tha other hand pushed tha fuck into her hair. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Bein reminded dat you not so alone, you let her go. Meilin continues ta giggle up in tha background.
"A-Anyway... Why is you here?"
"Oh." Cirno hops up off tha ground. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "I was here ta peep Meiling! We playas, you know!"
Yo ass peep Meiling, whoz ass nodz between giggles.
"Anyway, dat dunkadelic hoe holla'd at mah crazy ass one of mah thugs freshly smoked up started hustlin here yo, but dat biiiiatch won't let me up in ta peep whoz ass it is muthafucka! Meilingz a meanie!"
"It aint nuthin but her thang ta not let playas in, Cirno. Besides, why did you care whoz ass started hustlin here?"
"Bitch holla'd dat shiznit was a muthafucka! I thought he must be one of mah thugs special ta start hustlin here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho fo' realz. Ah, come ta be thinkin of it, what tha fuck is you bustin here?"
Oh Cirno, you dolt.
"I be hustlin here."
"WHAAAAAAAAT!, biatch? NO WAY!"
Cirno blasts yo' ears wit her yell of surprise. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch fluttas round you, lookin at yo' clothes. "Yo, stop dis shit."
"Wooooooow. Well, yo' threadz look cool. But why'd they hire yo slick ass, biatch? Yo ass is straight-up useless." Do you have any concept of boundaries, Cirno!?
"...Remilia axed mah crazy ass ta work here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho fo' realz. And I accepted."
Cirno be thinkin fo' a second. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! And like usual, it only takes dat long before her concentration is broken.
"Oh, oh! Do you be thinkin you can git me a thang there?"
"Yo ass know, as a maid hommie! I've always wanted ta try dat son! Their costumes is so cute!"
"Come ooooooooooon! Pleaaaaaaaaaaaase?"
Bitch hovers up in front of y'all wit pleadin eyes.
[ ] "...I be bout ta rap ta Remilia bout dat shit."
[ ] "No way."