I Like my Fanfics ROASTED

                                    

                                          
 Now, as we all know, Jonathan is a teenager. And, as far as we know, Sock is too. Sometimes these so called teenager like to do things that other teenagers are doing. So, here is the tale of that day.
                          
It was an exhausting day for Jonathan. He just got home from school and let me tell you, having an annoying demon with you, is very tiring. As soon as he entered the door of the household, he threw his back pack on the ground and kicked his shoes off. He then proceeded to sit on the ground. Then lied down on the floor. 
                          
 Sock was running behind and just now stepped through the door. He freaked out, not seeing Jonathan anywhere. After minutes of searching and frequent calls of, 'Jonny-Boy!' He found him. When he saw the position he was in, he laughed. He then pulled out his cellphone. I think it was like some sort of ghosty phone, I dunno, but he did. He then decided to get Jonathan back for posting a video of him twerking. He ran around the room until he found what he wanted.
                          
 Sock slowly crept up to Jonathan, then, with a steady hand, pressed down on the air horn. Jonathan shot straight up and started chasing Sock, letting out a string of curse words. After a tiring few minutes of getting chased, sock locked himself in a closet. Jonathan banged on the door, trying to get him to open it.
                          
 "SOCK COME OUT OF THE CLOSET!"
                          
 "NO!"
                          
 "COME ON, IT'S NOT THE FIRST TIME YOU CAME OUT!"
                          
 "NEVER, YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME!" Meanwhile sock was reviewing the footage he got of scaring Jonathan. He decided to upload it to Tumblr. Only a few seconds after posting it, tons of Fangirls started commenting. He now has a weapon against JonJon.
                          
 While Sock was doing god knows what in the closet, Jonathan was planning on how to get him out. Perhaps food? No, he could get that whenever he wanted. Give him whatever he wanted? Nope, too risky. A kiss? Sure, why the fuck not. 
                          
 "Sock, if you come out I'll give you a kiss!"
                          
 "Really?" You could practically hear the sarcasm in his voice. 
                          
 "Sure," He was starting to regret this.
                          
 "Lol nope," Sock said, laughing like a maniac after that. Jonathan thought. 'All right, this calls for drastic measures.' Jonathan started to pull up Sweatshirt by Jacob Sartorius. He the said to Sock,
                          
 "I'll play it if you don't come out!" Sock remained still and silent. With that, he played it. Sock quickly responded.
                          
 "OH MY GOD TURN IT OFF. MY EARS ARE BLEEDING!" Sock practically ran out. Jonathan just dropped to the floor dying. He then continued to chase Sock around with it.
                          
 After everyone was calm, they headed to Jonathan's room. Sock was checking how his video was doing, while Jonathan was on the computer. It was such a quiet room. But, as always, this was ruined by at least someone. This time, however, it was Jonathan. Surprising, I know.
                          
 Jonathan walked up to Sock getting his attention. Sock was actually slightly scared. Until he realized he was already dead. He still decided to say something. 
                          
 "Hey Jonny Apple Seed, what'cha want?" Jonathan was silent. He slowly lifted his hand, like a robot. It was at a 90 degree angle. Sock was very confused, that is, until it happened. Jonathan flicked his wrist down, saying one word.
                          
 "Boy," Oh no. Oh god. The irony! He just roasted the poor boy! Jonathan then dabbed and sprinted out the room. Sock fell off the bed, clutching his stomach. He shouted.
                          
 "OH THE BURN! THE ROAST! IT HURTS!" He said this while trying to have a serious tone. Meanwhile, downstairs Jonathan was laughing so hard, it start to hurt. Sock ran downstairs and shouted at him,
                          
 "BOY WHAT ARE YOU DOING LAUGHING YOUR ASS OFF, IF YOU EVEN HAD ONE!" They ended up on the floor now. Laughing so hard you would want to call an ambulance. None of them could breathe. 
                          
 Sock was in such a bad state, he couldn't even get up. So, doing what he does best, he shouted.
                          
 "HELP, I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP!" This caused both of them to laugh even more, if that was possible. They spent a good, I dunno, hour on the floor. But, they finally recovered. As soon as they did, Jonathan said something so generic.
                          
 "I want a sandwich..." This made Sock giggle a little bit more. That was so him. So, Jonathan got up and started to made his infamous sandwich. Sock got up and walked over, hugging him from behind. Jonathan was too tired to say or even care about it. Well, until he jumped on his back. He demanded a piggyback ride.
                          
 Jonathan ran into the living room with Sock on his back screaming, 'To Narnia!' Thus, leaving the sandwich alone. Poor sandwich, he's like the clothes you read about in Lemons ;)