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whoa.....i don't believe it!!! *is shocked* they're the same guy?????

hey guys!!! i'm glad you're liking cute little mike and chazzy lol...hey, it would be cool if anyone would be able to draw the two of them - i'd like to see what y'all can come up with....so, here's the next part!!!!! Robbins Montessori was a small, wide school that spanned at least two acres of land. The red brick contrasted with the brown roof tiles above it, and the white trim on the windows gave the building a homely look to it. A few yards away from the building was a large playground with a playscape, jungle gym, swings, monkey bars, and balance beams. Children were racing around after each other in unadulterated glee. Some were playing tag, and others were standing in groups talking to each other in quiet voices. The two boys stared in awe at their new school. "Wow," Chester breathed. "This is cool,". Mike, on the other hand, began to hide behind Chester; a simple thing to do because he was so small. "What are you doing?" Chester asked him in surprise. "I'm scared. I'm so small, and this is so big," Mike said, his eyes full of fear. Chester knelt down so that he was face to face with the frightened child. "Don't worry Mike. I'll be here with you, so you won't get lost," he assured him. Mike looked back at him apprehensively. "Promise?" he asked meekly. "Promise," CHester replied confidently. Suddenly, a bell rang. The children who had been playing on the playscape ran towards the entrance of the school and assembled in lines at the edge of the sidewalk in front of many older women; obviously teachers. Chester and Mike stood in the middle of all the chaos, confused and afraid. "Where do we go?" Chester asked frightenedly. "I dunno!" Mike cried, hugging Chester's waist. Soon the other children walked inside, leaving the two of them to wonder where they should go. "Let's follow those guys!" Chester decided, pointing at a trailing line. "Okay," Mike agreed. The two boys ran towards the line and began to walk in synch with the others. They followed the line into a classroom that clearly didn't look like a kindergarten room. There were desks aligned in rows with books on top of them. Banners on the walls announced: "Welcome to first grade!" in bright, bold lettering. Mike instinctively hid behind Chester as they stood in the doorway, not knowing what to do. "Can I help you?" the teacher asked them. "Ummmm....ummm" Chester stuttered, his eyes watering. "Are you lost?" she continued. Chester nodded fearfully. Mike leaned his head out behind the protective barrier that was Chester's back, but immediately slinked behind it again. "Don't be scared," the teacher assured them. "I know what it's like to be new. Do you know what grade you're in?" "Kkkindergarten," Chester stuttered. "Come with me," she said comfortingly. Chester and Mike followed the older woman warily, worried about where they were going to go. She opened an oak door, and led the two boys into a larger room with children about their size roaming around different areas of the room. They saw one corner full of books; another with paints, easels, crayons, and papers; another with blocks; and one with tables and chairs set up in rows. There was a bulletin board in front of them with big stars labeled with children's names. "I see mine!" Mike whispered. "Me too," Chester replied quietly. "Mrs. Bryant?" the teacher asked. "Yes?" she replied. "I found two of your students. They got lost in the morning shuffle," the teacher explained. Mrs. Bryant walked towards the brace of boys. "You must be Mike and Chester," she said kindly. They nodded nervously. "I'm Mrs. Bryant, your teacher. Welcome to kindergarten! How are you feeling?" The boys looked at each other and back at Mrs. Bryant. "Scared," they said in unison. "You're in the right place now; there's no need to be scared," she assured them. "Why don't you two help me set up the morning meeting area?" "Ok!" Mike agreed, a small smile forming on his face. "I'll help too," Chester concurred. "Good," Mrs. Bryant exclaimed. "I see that you'll get along fine here," They followed Mrs. Bryant to a small area of the room that had a big calendar and a pile of mats. "Could you put these mats in a circle?" she asked. "Yup!" Chester said happily. The boys picked up five mats each and placed them in a wavy circle. "Good try, boys" Mrs. Bryant complimented them. "Now, if you look at the mats, they say a name on them. Can you find yours?" "Mine's here!" Mike cried, pointing down at his mat. "And Chester's is next to me!" "Wow; good job!" Mrs. Bryant exclaimed. "So, could you sit on your mats while I call everyone else over?" The two boys sat down obediently on their mats. Mrs. Bryant smiled at them, then turned her back. "Everyone! Come here for morning meeting!" she called. Eight other children scrambled to where Mrs. Bryant was standing. "Ok, I want you to find the mat with your name on it and sit down on it. Can you do it?" she instructed. The other children nodded and scampered to their mat. They sat down, waiting for what would happen next. i'm gonna go...my eyes are getting tired....r/r!!!!!

yo!!!! i remember this guy!!!!!! omg- he worked w/cloud33 as well didn't he???? this is amazing shit - if you haven't seen this guy's nj, go read it and laugh your ass off!!!!!

em - how'd you get yourself banned again????? *is shocked and confused* we're gonna have to talk bud - pm me asap..

ok guys!!! sorry for the delay - here's the rest of the part i was working on!!!! Mike looked up at Chester, a small glimmer in his eyes. "Can we start over?" he asked quietly. "What do you mean?" Chester asked, confused. "I don't think I introduced myself well," Mike replied sheepishly. "Ok," Chester said. "You go first," Mike turned to look Chester straight in the eyes. "Hi. I"m Michael Kenji Kobayashi Shinoda and I'm four and a half years old!" Mike introduced himself, grinning broadly. "Ummm...I'm Chester Charles Bennington and I'm five years old," Chester replied, his cheeks turning a slight shade of red. "You're four and a half, and you're starting kindergarten?" he asked. "Yup," Mike replied, his voice full of pride. "Mommy says I'm smart enough," "When's your birthday?" Chester asked Mike, his eyes widening. "Feberurary eleven," Mike stumbled. "It's February," Chester corrected him. "Yeah, Feberuary!" Mike replied stubbornly. "When's your birthday?" "March...ummm...it's the one with a two and a zero next to it" Chester said, searching his mind for what number he was thinking of. "I don't know that one," Mike replied, embarassed. They walked along the paved sidewalk until they reached the crosswalk. "Ummm, where do we go now?" Mike asked. "We turn left to the park," Chester answered him, happy that he had remembered where to go. Mike grabbed Chester's hand as they crossed the street. "Mike," Chester started. "You don't need to grab my hand so hard," "But my mommy says I have to hold hands when I cross the street," Mike responded, his eyes wide with confusion. "That's what my mommy says too; but you don't have to make my hand hurt," Chester assured him. "Okay," Mike agreed, loosening his grip on Chester's hand. After crossing the street, they entered the park. Mike hadn't walked that far before, so he looked at everything in awe. Suddenly Chester gasped in delight. "Look!!!!" he exclaimed. "What??" Mike asked. "Anthills!!!!" he cried. "Cool!!!!" Mike shouted, kneeling down to look at the millions of ants escaping from the tower of sand on the grass. "They're really small," he noticed. "Yeah," Chester replied. "That's 'cuz they live in the ground," "I want an ant!!!!" Mike exclaimed, chasing after a small black ant. Suddenly, Mike tripped over a tree root in his way and fell upon the ground. "Are you ok??" Chester asked. Mike sat whimpering near the tree, his shoes untied. "My shoes are untied," Mike sniffled. "Want me to get them?" Chester said. Mike nodded. "It'll be a minute," Chester assured him. "but things'll be ok," He tied Mike's shoes in a flash. "Wow," Mike exclaimed quietly. "You're good," "Thank you," Chester acknowledged him. "I've had practice," "Let's go," Mike said. "I wanna go to school!" He started to run down the sidewalk, Chester closely behind him. "You know what?" Chester called to Mike. "What?" he responded. "You're fast for a four year old!!" "Well," Mike retorted, "Your feet are big!!!" "And your head is big!!" Chester cried. "And your nose is big!!!" Mike shouted. "And....and....I DUNNO!!!!!" Chester shouted back, giggling. He caught up to Mike, and they continued walking down the street to school. A few blocks later, they saw a small brick building with a peeling sign. "What's that say?" Mike asked. "Rob...robbins....Robbins Mon...Montes...Montessori!!!!" Chester sounded out. "We're here!!!!!!" They ran toward the school, but slowly tired out before they reached the end of the block. There was a playground across from the school with many shady trees to sit under before starting a day at school, and the two of them gravitated towards the playground. "You want to sit down?" Chester asked breathlessly. "Yup," Mike replied, leaning on Chester for support. They walked towards an oak tree and sat down underneath it. The shade was a relief from the bright sunlight that had followed them on the way to school. "Are you nervous?" Chester asked. "Ummm....I dunno," Mike thought aloud. He lied down on his stomach, watching a small cricket sneaking through the grass. It almost seemed to disappear in the greenery, its exoskeleton acting like a camoflague as it skippped from leaf to leaf. "I think we better go," Chester said, bringing Mike out of his daze. "Sure," Mike agreed. They walked a little further and walked through the gates of Robbins Montessori school. i g2g - r/r!!!!

hey guys!!! glad you liked the story!!!! LP_Lager - just so you know, my other story (lp fear factor) is written in a different style than this one. the other way i write is in modified script format - meaning that it's written sort of like a play, with scene and dialogue separated...i'm not that bad a writer lol...here's the next part!!!!! Chester held the door open as Mike walked out the door. He then turned around and gently closed it. He had been taught long ago not to slam doors; they'd break if you did. The two of them began to walk down Chester's driveway in silence. Their nerves got in the way of any chance of conversation. A brisk wind had started up and blew a pile of leaves around Chester's front yard. Mike let out a small giggle. "I like leaves," he said cheerfully. "Me too," Chester replied quietly. "They're fun to jump in," i g2g...i'll work on this later!!!

hey guys!!! i'm gonna make a new story that's written differently from the other ff's i write...it's based on the song "we're going to be friends" by the white stripes...you ready??? HERE IT IS!!!! The bedroom was dark and silent, save a quiet sighing from the sleeping child who occupied it. Five year old Chester Bennington was fast asleep in his trundle bed, the sunlight creeping into his room by way of the spaces in the window shades. It was around 7:30 on a cool morning in September; the day Chester would be starting kindergarten at Robbins Montessori school. He had been preparing for this day for the past week; going to orientation, getting his uniform, and practicing walking to school from his neighborhood. Now, on the day he was supposed to be excited about, he was nervous. He stayed in bed, his eyes tightly closed, dreading the moment his mom would say, "Chester!! Wake up buddy!!! Time for school!!!" Across the street, four and a half year old Mike Shinoda was already awake and excited about going to Robbins Montessori. He was sitting on his bed, trying to tie his size four sneakers. "X...bunny ears...through the hole....huh???" he asked, staring at his tangle of a shoelace. Confused, he walked to the kitchen where his mother was making breakfast. "Mommy??" he asked. "I can't tie my shoes," "Kenji-chan," his mom said, laughing. "Don't worry about your shoes yet; you're still in your pajamas!" Mike looked down. Sure enough, he was still wearing his Thomas the Tank engine t-shirt and pajama shorts. "Oh!" he exclaimed. "I'll change right now!" Mike ran back to his room to change into his uniform; a white collared shirt, khaki pants, and a red V-neck cable knit sweater. He quickly returned to the kitchen in his uniform, struggling to put on his sweater. "I'm stuck!!" Mike cried, trying in desperation to find the neck hole. His father saw him before he managed to run into the countertop. Catching his tiny son, he said, "Hands up, Mike,". Mike did as he was told, and his dad helped him put on the troublesome red sweater. "There you go, buddy," his dad exclaimed. "Are you set for school?" he asked. "YEAH!!!" Mike cried, jumping up and down. "Not yet, Kenji-chan," his mom said. "Have you had breakfast?" Mike shook his head. "It's right over here," she replied, pointing at a plate with two pieces of toast. Mike skidded over to it and snatched one of the pieces. He gnawed at it, trying to finish his breakfast as fast as he could in order to get to school. "Slow down Mike!!!" his dad exclaimed. "You don't have to leave for another fifteen minutes!" "But DADDY!!!" Mike whined, his chocolate brown eyes shining. "I wanna go NOW!!!!" "We know you do, but Mrs. Bennington and I decided you and her son Chester would leave at 8," his mom explained. "What time do you want to walk over to Chester's?" "Ummm" Mike articulated, his eyes looking up at the ceiling as he thought. "Before 8," he answered, grinning. "How long before 8?" his dad asked him. "I dunno; before 8!" Mike replied. "Come here Kenji-chan," his mom said as she stood near the kitchen clock. Mike walked over to her. "Look at the clock," she instructed. "The big hand on the clock is on..." "The nine!" Mike exclaimed. He had been learning his numbers for the past month, and was getting better at them. "What's after nine?" she quizzed him. "Ten!!!" Mike shouted, his voice surprisingly loud for his diminuitive size. "Shh, not so loud honey," his mom chided him. "What's the number after ten?" "Ummm...." Mike thought. He stared at the clock, trying to think of the name of the number on the clock that he was looking at. "Tendy one??" he asked. "Good try buddy. That number is eleven. Would you like to leave when the big hand is on the eleven?" his mom countered him. "Yeah, when it's on that number," Mike agreed, smiling broadly. "Okay, so we're going to leave in ten minutes. Can you get ready by then?" his mom explained. "Yup!" Mike responded, running back to finish his toast. "Chester..." Chester's mother Angeline whispered. "Wake up; it's time for school" "No..." Chester moaned. "I don't wanna go," "Are you scared?" Angeline asked. "I don't know. I have a tummyache" he mumbled. "That's because you're nervous, baby. Don't worry; you'll do great at school! You're going to have so much fun making friends, and Mike across the street's going to be in your class! Won't that be fun?" she asked. "No," Chester stated defiantly. "Why not?" Angeline exclaimed. "I don't know Mike," he whispered, tears beginning to form in his light brown eyes. "But Chester, that's the fun of going to school! You make friends when you go to school!" Chester sat up in bed and hugged his mother tight. "I know you're scared, but you have to go, ok???" Angeline said. "Why!!!!" Chester whined. "Chester, I promise, when you get home I'll hear all about your day, ok?" she promised. "Okay," Chester decided, a small smile forming on his face. "Good boy; will you get ready for school now?" his mom asked. Chester nodded. "The big hand's on the eleven!!!" Mike exclaimed. "Wow; I remembered the number!" he thought to himself. "Are you ready, Kenji-chan?" his mother asked from the living room. "Yup!!!" he cried, running towards the door. "Okay! Let's go over to Chester's house!" his mom replied, a nervous smile upon her face. The two left the house, and almost immediately Mike began scampering towards Chester's house. "KENJI-CHAN! STOP!" his mom yelled. Mike stopped dead in his tracks. "What have I told you about crossing the street?" she cried. "I don't cross without looking both ways and holding your hand," Mike replied solemnly. He unwillingly took his mother's hand and walked slowly across the street to Chester's ranch style house. "Would you like to knock on the door?" his mother asked. "Okay," Mike said, his face brightening up after his ridiculing. He took his small hand and banged on the door. "Chester!!!!" a woman's voice called from inside the house. "Mike and his mother are here!!!!" A minute later, the woman opened the door. "Hi Yomi. Hey Mike!!!! Are you ready for school?" Angeline asked Mike. He nodded shyly. "Sorry about that Angeline. He's shy around strangers," Yomi apologized. "No problem; Chester's like that too," Angeline replied. "Come on in. Chester will be ready in a minute," Then, she whispered in Yomi's ear, "He's a little nervous about starting school. I'm regretting moving so late in the summer. It was a big change for him, and he hasn't really had time to adjust,". "There's a saying in Japanese, shikata ga na, it can't be helped. You moved when you could. Don't worry; things will fall into place," Yomi consoled her. "That's not the big thing though," Angeline replied. "This is the first time he's not been near his dad. I'm afraid he misses him," "You mean..." Yomi started. "Yes," Angeline cut her off. "We did. Things were....GREAT in Wyoming!" she exclaimed as Chester walked into the room, a sullen look upon his face. "You remember seeing Yellowstone park in Wyoming, don't you Chester? Where Yogi Bear lives?" she asked. Chester nodded, seeing Mike sitting on the living room couch. He swallowed nervously, trying to get rid of the lump caught in his throat. "You remember Mike, don't you?" Angeline asked him. "Yeah," he mumbled. "Hi, Mike" "Hullo," Mike whispered. "I think you guys are ready to go, right?" Yomi asked the two of them. They nodded in unison. "Well, we'll let you get going then," Angeline said, gulping slightly. "Goodbye Chazzy," " 'Bye Mommy," Chester whispered, running towards his mother and hugging her. "Be brave, buddy. I'll be here when you get home," Angeline responded. Chester unclenched his arms from his mother's waist, walked towards the door, and opened it. "Are you...are you ready?" he asked Mike, stuttering slightly. "Yeah," Mike replied, taking in a deep breath of air to calm his nerves. i think this is enough for now, don't you??? r/r!!!!

eew!!!!! that's gross!!! it sounds like this one story i heard from one of my classmates whose mom's a nurse....she had a patient who had a huge lump in her neck...so one day, the orderly comes in and says "we need to operate on the lump"...so the mom comes in and makes an incision in the lump, and suddenly all these maggots come out of it!!!!!! i've never been able to watch the papercut video the same way again......

thanks for your suggestions....i try to use better vocabulary, but sometimes it's hard to think of the right word...i know i need to improve my writing - comes from not finding good books to read lol....but practice makes perfect...this is actually the first really constructive criticism comment i've gotten to be honest....

actually, yes. i heard this one quote where chester's like "SPIDERS!! squish, kill, die EEEWWWW!!!!!", so there's the proof for ya...but i'm sure the spiderbite he got is also a stimulus as well....damn spiders...i hate them too....

hey guys!!! thanks for all the reviews...you're all awesome!!! now, back to the story!!!! chester: you can come back here and sleep if you want after the challenge... phoenix: thanks chaz...i *yawn* think i'll take you up on that... mike: let's just go....i wanna get a frappuccino chester: *eyes lighting up* frappuccino???? mike: yes, chester. a frappuccino. that drink at starbucks that makes you go berserk. chester: i know what it is mike, and i'd like one. phoenix: umm, we're gonna have to wait until after the challenge. it's starting in ten minutes. chester: s**t!!! let's go *phoenix, chester, and mike run to the challenge spot and make it 2 minutes before the challenge begins* joe: glad you could make it. mike: *yawns* thanks. rob: what're they gonna make us do today??? host guy: hey guys!!! welcome to the final day of the celebrity fear factor challenge!!! everyone: wooohooo!!! *phoenix yawns* host guy: looks like some of you are pretty tired. *mike, chester and phoenix nod* host guy: was it a rough night??? mike: sort of chester: yeah phoenix: mmhmm host guy: well, this challenge will wake you up. you and your partner will be standing on a tractor trailer truck and traversing it back and forth as it gains speed. the time will begin when the truck begins, and will end if you lose your balance and fall. the team with the longest time will win. *chester leans on mike's shoulder and closes his eyes. mike shakes him awake* mike: don't conk out yet chazzy. chester: sorry. i can't help it.. *mike yawns and closes his eyes* chester: hey!!! mike: i can't help it either...i'm *yawns* really tired... host guy: chester and mike, will you go first??? mike: *to chester* let's get this over with. then we'll be able to sleep. chester: good idea. *to the host guy* yeah, we'll go. host guy: ok guys. step on up. our wire team will get you all set to go. *chester and mike walk up onto the tractor trailer truck and get connected to a bunch of safety wires* host guy: ready??? GO!!!!!! *the tractor trailer truck starts to roll* chester: i got an idea!!! grab my hand.. mike: why??? chester: because, if we move together, then there's less of a chance that one of us will fall. mike: that's the *yawn* smartest thing i've ever heard you say chaz chester: come on!!! there's no time to drop insults - we gotta go!!!! *mike grabs chester's hand. they walk together slowly across the tractor trailer truck and back. around their third time traversing the vehicle, chester slips and falls. he catches mike before he falls on his butt* host guy: TIME!!! mike: thanks chaz chester: *muffled by mike's back* no problem host guy: ok. you guys had a time of 8 minutes and 34 seconds, which is pretty good for first-timers. who'll go next??? phoenix and rob: we'll go host guy: ok then. you know what to do.. i g2g guys. hope you like!!! r/r

hey!!! i'm back with a new part!!!!! come r/r!!! *mike finds a blue electric blanket at the end of chester's bed and drapes it over chester* mike: *whispering in chester's ear* goodnight chester...see ya tomorrow... *chester sighs in his sleep and curls up underneath the blanket* mike: *to himself* did he hear me or something??? *mike goes back to the game. after another hour of playing, mike feels exhausted* mike: you guys??? i'm gonna go to bed, ok?? rob: sure thing... phoenix: 'night mike... *phoenix starts walking out of the room* mike: you don't have to leave!!! i can sleep while you're playing... phoenix: you sure??? mike: yeah... *mike quickly changes into his pajamas and brushes his teeth. after, he pulls down the covers and attempts to wriggle them out from under chester. he succeeds, and lies down. he pulls the covers over himself and chester and slowly falls asleep. while chester and mike sleep, the others play halo for another hour before leaving the room* *next morning - the others have woken up and are ready to leave for the final fear factor challenge. however, chester and mike are still in their room sleeping. phoenix recognizes this, and hurries up to mike and chester's room. after opening the door (with chester's key that he accidently dropped), he walks into the room* phoenix: mike??? chester??? are you up??? *phoenix walks over to chester's bed (which, at this point, they're sharing). he sees the two of them fast asleep; mike has snuggled down into the covers with his head on chester's chest and his arms around him in a loose hug. chester has his right arm around mike, and his head cocked to the left side near mike's head. phoenix giggles softly* phoenix: *to himself* if either one of them, or both of them, were gay, they'd make a great couple.... *phoenix walks over to the bed, and lies down on the side where mike is. he begins to try and wake him up* phoenix: *whispering in mike's ear* mike....miiiiikkkkkeee.....wake uuuuuppppp..... *mike grumbles softly in his sleep, but doesn't wake up. phoenix tries again, by tickling mike's stomach. he starts giggling and slowly opens his eyes* mike: chester?? why're you...*yawn* tickling me.... *mike sits up, and sees phoenix next to him* mike: hi phoenix.... phoenix: hey mike: was chester tickling me??? phoenix: *stifling a laugh* mike: what??? phoenix: that was me mike: phoenix!!!! *laughs* why'd you do that!!! phoenix: i had to wake you up!!! we're late... mike: is chester awake?? phoenix: nope, he's still sleeping. mike: wanna help me wake him up??? phoenix: sure *phoenix gets up and walks over to chester's side of the bed. he lies down.* phoenix: so, what are we gonna do??? mike: ummm...can't tickle him; he'll think spiders are on him. phoenix: well, what can we do then??? mike: er..i dunno... phoenix: tapping him?? mike: er, ok.. *phoenix and mike start poking chester's shoulders. as they do this, chester flicks his wrists at them; obviously annoyed* chester: *talking in his sleep* go away....go away d**n birds....*yelling in his sleep* QUIT POKING ME DAMMIT!!!!!!! I'M NOT A F***ING SCARECROW!!!!! phoenix: ok, now we can talk to him *whispers in chester's ear* chester....wake up buddy... *chester slowly begins to wake up. his eyes open halfway* chester: *tiredly* hi. mike: hey chazzy. how're you doing??? chester: tired... phoenix: tired?!?!? you were out for most of the night!!! chester: not really. i woke up in the middle of the night, and everyone was gone. it was really dark, so i tried to get back to sleep; but for some reason i heard scuttering noises and i thought there were spiders. i was awake until the scuttering stopped around five in the morning. mike: i didn't sleep well either. i woke up when you guys left, because everything was eerily quiet. it was kind of unsettling. i didn't get back to sleep until five thirty. phoenix: at least you weren't with joe!!! dude, not only did he talk with a bunch of people for about two hours, but when he went to bed, he talked most of the night!!! i only got like, an hour of sleep!!!! mike: d**n joe... i g2g....r/r!!!

omg!!! the drama...i love it lol....what's gonna happen to mike?????

hey guys!!! glad you liked that part...and numbStruck, he wasn't overreacting...sometimes people get panic attacks and stuff like that when forced to be in contact with something they fear for a long time....for example, claustrophobes would have a panic attack if they were stuck in an elevator for a long period of time (esp. if the thing broke).....i think that's the whole point behind fear factor, to make people freak out for other people's entertainment....anyways, back to the story... *the guys return to the hotel and walk into mike and chester's room. chester lies down on his bed as the others mill around. mike walks over to him* mike: how're you doing??? chester: i'm ok...just tired... *just then, mike spots a tarantula crawling from chester's pants leg* mike: chester, don't move your leg chester: why??? mike: *quickly snatching the spider and throwing it in the trash* i wanna sit here chester: *yawning* okay *mike lies down on chester's bed as chester closes his eyes* brad: hey mike!! you and chester wanna play halo 2??? mike: i'll play, but i think chester wants to rest... brad: chester??? chester: *opening his eyes halfway* hmm??? brad: wanna play with us??? chester: what're you playing??? brad: halo 2 chester: ok *the guys play halo 2 for a while. after two hours, mike notices that chester's been unusually quiet* mike: chazzy??? *mike looks over at chester, who's fast asleep, controller still in hand* mike: wow...*mike quits out of his game*....he's worn out... that's all for now...sorry for it being so abrupt, but i need to think some more...see ya!!!

hey!!! i know it's weird to have two updates in one day, but i wasn't finished with the other part....so, y'all wanna know what happens to chester??? well, KEEP READING!!!! mike: move your hand back a little...they're right behind your left ankle... *chester moves his hand towards his ankle and loses his balance. he falls, and some of the spiders crawl into his pants* chester: *screaming* MIKE!!!! THEY'RE IN MY PANTS!!!!!!! *screamy-whiny* I WANT THEM OUT MIKE!!!! I WANT THEM OUT!!!!! mike: *frustrated* CHESTER!!!! GET THE F*****G KEYS SO WE CAN BOTH GET THE F**K OUT OF HERE!!!! *chester scrambles for the keys, gets them and unlocks mike* mike: *reassuringly* there ya go chazzy...i've got my keys so you'll be out in a sec. *mike unlocks the now shaking chester* host guy: TIME!!!!! well, i don't think you guys need to know your time....*looks at chester* is he all right??? *chester is in the middle of a panic attack/meltdown. he's shaking, crying, and he can't speak. mike walks over to him* mike: *comfortingly* it's ok...it's all over now.... *chester grips mike in a tight hug and bawls into his shoulder* mike: sssshhh.....it's okay now chazzy....you don't have to deal with the spiders anymore.... host guy: *walking over to them* have him breathe into this paper bag. that'll help... mike: *to chester* hey, chazzy, sit down for a sec, ok??? *chester and mike walk over to a wall, where chester sits down* mike: *handing chester the paper bag* that guy told me to have you breathe into this..feel like trying it??? *chester nods, tears still falling down his face. he starts breathing in and out of the paper bag, and slowly begins to calm down. meanwhile, the others walk over to chester to try and console him* phoenix: *sitting next to chester* hey bud...you were pretty brave in there... joe: *shocked* BRAVE?!?!?! *seeing mike's furious face and changing his mind* yeah, you were more than brave...good job buddy... *joe puts his hand in front of chester for a high 5. chester weakly receives it* mike: you feel better?? chester: *softly* a little...i just wanna go home.... brad: don't worry, we will host guy: now that chester's feeling better, i'm going to announce the winner...the winner is ROB BOURDON AND DAVE FARREL!!!! chester: *hugging phoenix* good job phoenix: thanks... host guy: you guys have won a dell flat screen computer, courtesy of best buy. rob: nice!!! i needed a new one anyways that's the end of the 2nd challenge...i'll make up some more later...see ya!!!!