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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 13, 2009 14:54:10 GMT -7
[glow=red,2,300] Continued from Annoying Visit:
[/glow] Troy turned to Chad and shrugged inocently, "You'd probally say the same to me" he smirked, streching a bit as he got out of the truck.
He turned to Chad and shook his head, "Really? That'd explain why you're over at mine all the time then" he said sarcastically with a smirk. In all honestly, Troy loved having Chad around. Maybe not..all the time, but the two are like brothers. The Boltons always welcomed Chad to the house, and even have a spare room, which was soon granted 'Chads Room' when the boys met back in kindergarten.
Troy wandered over to a pile of junk near by and started rummaging through it, not caring if his hands or clothes got dirty..that was the beauty of coming to the junkyard. He rummaged through it and grinned when he came across something, "Dude, I found a new ball for you" he said, pulling it from the pile to show Chad. Youcould hardly reconize the basketball, it was barley orange, had no air in it, and looked as if it had been chewed by a dog.
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 13, 2009 16:50:47 GMT -7
Chad walked through the dirt covered yard with his hands in his pockets. He kept his eyes open for any unsuspecting treasures hidden in the piles of junk. As little kids, he and Troy would always hold a contest to see who could find the most bizzare thing in the whole junkyard. The results would vary, but never ceased to amuse the two friends. One day they would find a broken model ship, and the next day they would find an old refrigerator with rotting food still inside.
Chad turned when he heard Troy's voice call out to him from another nearby pile. He saw the completely destroyed basketball he held in his hands... at least he thought it was a basketball. "Dude, that thing is nasty!" Chad burst into laughter.
His eyes lit up as he noticed something equally gross in the pile in front of him. "Good timing 'cause I just found some new sneakers to go with it!" Chad held up a beaten pair of sneakers by the laces. Every inch of them were covered in ripped holes, and they were so coated in dirt you would never have known that they were originally white. A swarm of flies were buzzing around the shoes because of their rancid smell. Chad's nose caught a whiff of the scent and he began coughing.
"Oh, god!" He managed through coughs. He threw the sneakers back into the pile. "Almost as bad as our lucky socks!" |
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 13, 2009 16:57:27 GMT -7
Troy inspected the so-called basketball some more, raising an eyebrow as he came across a hole. Inside the hole was one strange looking bug..something crossed between a weta and a cockcroach. "It even comes with a little friend for you Chad" he laughed. He put his finger inside the hole, hoping to get the bug out, only to pull it out within seconds. "Stupid thing bit me!" He said, chucking the ball back to the pile, inspecting his finger quickly.
He soon looked up at Chad and laughed, shaking his head at the sneakers. "I..think I can smell them from here" Troy grimmaced, watching Chad throw them back into the pile. "They're worse than the socks" he said, "Well..maybe not as bad as yours" he added as a second thought before digging some more, hoping to find something usefull for the truck.
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 13, 2009 18:35:41 GMT -7
Chad raised an eyebrow as he watched Troy poke his finger into the basketball's hole. He laughed when his friend withdrew his bitten finger and tossed the ball back into the pile. "I guess he's not that friendly after all!"
Chad grimmaced along with Troy and nodded in agreement. He began his search again when Troy mentioned Chad's socks. He stopped to laugh again. "Well your's don't exactly smell like perfume either! Our locker's are gonna reek for years to come!"
Chad dug through the pile further. Near the bottom he found a pair of plush dice that probably once hung from the front mirror of a car. He held them up and grinned. "I bet these came straight from Pimp My Ride," He joked sarcastically. |
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 14, 2009 0:54:13 GMT -7
"Apperantly not.." Troy muttered under his breath as he inspected his bitten finger. "I just hope the thing isnt poisoness" He added as an afterthought. His finger was a bit red, but it didnt look too serious.
Going back to the pile of junk infront of him, Troy kept searching. He looked back at Chad when he spoke, laughing. "Hey, they help us win. Who cares what the smell like" he shrugged, "But as for the lockers, feel sorry for the kids getting them next" He said, going back to the pile.
Digging through the pile he came across an old dog toy, more sneakers and an old radio. He pulled the radio out and examined it quickly, "Dude, you think this this would work in the truck?" He asked holding it up before seeing the plush dice Chad was holding. He chuckled, "Probally, they better not put anything like that in the truck. I'd settle for a poker table, but no plush dice" He said with a nod.
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 14, 2009 20:12:29 GMT -7
"Well, if your finger starts swelling up like a balloon then we'll know," Chad teased with a laugh. He watched Troy inspect his bite further.
Chad nodded to his friend, agreeing with what he said. "Yeah, that's true," He smiled mischieveously. "We'll let the underclassmen suffer!"
Chad tossed the plush dice back in the pile with a grin. He saw Troy pulling something out of his pile and realized it was a radio. He watched Troy give it a quick look. "Hey, not bad," He made his way over to his friend and joined him in looking at the radio. It seemed to be in perfect condition. "I wonder if something's wrong with it... it's weird that someone would just throw this away," Chad shrugged. "But who cares? I say go for it, dude!" |
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 15, 2009 16:07:35 GMT -7
Troy looked at Chad and laughed slightly, "Thanks for caring man" he said teasingly as he inspected the finger once more before shrugging the whole thing off.
"Those wins didn't come from team-work. It was the socks" Troy said with a nod, laughing soon after. "You can count on that" He said, agreeing with Chad.
After pulling out the radio from the pile of junk, Troy started to inspect it. "Apart from all the dents and dirt, it looks brand new" He told Chad as he walked over. He looked at Chad and nodded, "Another mans junk is another mans treasure.." he muttered as he inspected the radio further.
He nodded quickly before walking over to the truck quickly. He climbed onto a tire and put the old radio in the back before jumping off the tire. "Well, we have music now. Just need the truck not to break down on us" He said as he made his way back over to the junk, wantingto continue on the scavanger hunt.
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 15, 2009 21:07:46 GMT -7
Chad flashed his friend a cheeky smile. "Anytime, man." He laughed once more as he watched Troy inspect his finger for the last time.
Chad rolled his eyes with a grin. "Yeah, teamwork had nothing to do with it at all," He laughed sarcastically. He started walking back to his previous pile, scanning other piles of junk along the way. Nothing seemed to catch his eye.
Chad heard Troy talking about his truck and cracked another grin. "Yeah, that. We also need to find that xbox you were talking about before." Chad started digging through the pile aimlessly. "That way we'll have something to do when we get tired of pushing your freakin' truck around so much!"
He scanned the area around him again, and this time spotted something in the pile beside him. "Dude, need any spare tires? There's like a million of them over here." |
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 15, 2009 22:03:02 GMT -7
Troy looked at Chad and shook his head at him slightly before turning back to the pile of junk before him.
"Okay, so there was some teamwork. But it was mostly the socks" Troy said, turning back to Chad with a grin.
Returning from putting the radio into the truck, Troy walked back over to the never ending piles of junk. "I don't think we'll find an x-box here dude" he said with a slight chuckle. "Who ever who actually has the nerve to throw one out would have to be crazy" He said as he started digging through more junk. He shrugged inocently when Chad mentioned his truck breaking down, "Ah, but hopefully after today the truck would be as good as new" Troy said with a grin, knowing it was more than un-likley for that to happen. The truck need alot of work.
Digging through the junk some more, he turned back to Chad when he heard his voice. He looked over at the tires Chad had found before turning to the truck quickly. "Most likley" he said. "I'd probally need the whole lot, just store them in the garage" he said with a chuckle, knowing the tires on the truck were wearing out fast.
((I swear everytime I post here, I get Boys are Back in my head xD))
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 15, 2009 23:09:05 GMT -7
Chad rolled his eyes and laughed at his friend when he mentioned the socks again. He, along with the rest of the team, believed that those socks had powers beyond explaination.
"A guy can dream," Chad muttered softly as Troy mentioned the xbox. Chad stopped his searching for a moment to turn to look at his friend. He raised an eyebrow. "Dude, we've been saying that for months now." He laughed and continued searching. "But we're definitely making progress. That radio's a good start."
When Troy said he'd need the tires, Chad approached them. Taking one for each arm, he lugged them over to the truck and loaded them into the back. He did this a couple more times before his arms started to ache. "Dude,those things are heavier than they look!"
((ME TOO! haha, I'm resisting the urge to make Chad jump onto the hood of a car and start dancing. xP lmao)) |
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 16, 2009 16:46:08 GMT -7
Troy laughed when he heard Chads mutter, shaking his head slightly before going back to the pile of junk before him.
He turned back to Chad and shrugged, "True. Guess Its gonna take a few more trips to the junkyard for it to actually be road worthy" he said with a sigh. He nodded when Chad mentioned the radio, "Yeah, so now I dont have to listen to your whining when we emd up pushing it home" He said with a smirk as he looked back at his friend.
Troy looked up at watched Chad put some tires into the back of the truck. "Or your just weaker than you think" He said with a smirk before heading to the pile of tires to hep Chad lug a few more into the truck.
((hahaha, me too! Only with Troy xD))
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 16, 2009 23:29:27 GMT -7
"Dude," Chad began. "If it weren't your precious truck we were pushing around, you'd whine too!" He shook his head at his friend and laughed once.
Chad watched Troy approach him to help load the tires into the back of the truck. Chad's eyebrows rose when Troy joked about his strength. "Hey, the Chadster is not weak. I just like to..." He paused for a second to think, but his proud smile returned to his face in no time. "save my strength." He exhaled once all the tires were loaded and turned to search the piles some more. |
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 17, 2009 14:08:06 GMT -7
Troy laughed, shrugging a bit at Chads comment before going over to the pile of tires. Taking one for each arm, he followed Chad to the truck.
Troy raised an eyebrow when Chad started talking again, and couldnt help but laugh. "What strength?" he joked, loading the tires onto the truck. "Alright, so now we have a radio and tires.." Troy thought out loud before searching another pile of junk.
((Guh, sorry it sucks!))
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Post by Chad Danforth on Jul 17, 2009 20:59:31 GMT -7
"The strength I use to dominate in basketball!" Chad grinned proudly as he loaded the last of the tires into the back. He stretched his arms and pretended to flex his muscles. Chad glanced around the junkyard and stopped when he spotted the truck beside him. He started moving toward the front of it.
"Let's see what kind of pieces it needs," He announced, opening the hood of the truck. The pieces and parts inside the truck looked old and rusted. It was a wonder the thing ran at all! Chad nearly winced as he touched one of the metal wires inside. It was almost completely coated in oil and grease. "Dude,we should probably clean this out."
((Haha, no problem! It's fine.  )) |
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Post by Troy Bolton on Jul 18, 2009 21:56:14 GMT -7
Troy rolled his eyes, "Dude, that isnt strength. Anyone can dribble a ball" he teased, shaking his head when he saw Chad flex his muscles. He walked back over to the junk and started searching.
He turned back to Chad when he heard the hood of the truck open, "Hey, careful" he warned Chad "That things probally gonna fall off eventually" he said, standing upright before streaching a little. He walked over and took a peak inside the hood, "Yeah, proabally" he said, inspecting it more. "Looks like it needs a new fuel pump or something.." he mentioned, seeing all the oil and grease inside the hood.
((..yeah, I aint a car person xD))
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