Juvenile Delinquents is a story being written by my friends, @tiffya7, @randomderpydoggyjedi, and I are writing. Hope you like it! The Juvenile Delinquents were breaking the law again. A huge group of them were running through the streets of Guam. A few were holding cans of spray paint. Spray paint meant trouble in the hands of a delinquent. Officer Sponge knew that for a fact. He also knew that if he didn't catch them, the prison would have no more residents; they had broken them out. The delinquents were going to get away if he and his crew didn’t stop standing around doing nothing. “Get them!” he yelled to Soap and Scrub. Sponge shoved a Twinkie into his mouth to fuel himself. All three charged after the delinquents. The one holding the spray paint whirled around and shook the metal container. Then she sprayed it into the officers’ face. They skidded to a halt and tried to wipe the green paint out of their eyes. Sponge howled with agony, running into several palm trees, Scrub began to sob, and Soap tried to be optimistic, saying, “Hey! Green is my favorite color!” When Sponge was sure there was no more paint on his face, he scanned the area for delinquents. They were gone. He growled to himself, “This'll be the last time they make a fool out of Officer Gerald Sponge.” ***** They had pulled it off again. The Juvenile Delinquents celebrated by opening stolen sodas. Soda was a rare treat, and to steal it was a difficult task. The police, apparently, enjoyed soda as much as much as the delinquents did. Only the ones who had been on the mission could have it. “Ooooh, yeah!” Dominic whooped. “I don’t know how we do it.” “It helped that you didn’t come with us this time,” a tall, orange-haired girl commented. She grinned and opened a soda. Dominic pretended to be hurt. “You know how much you need me, Sunny.” “I need you as much as I need a hole in my pants.” Karlee snorted. “I hear those are actually ‘in style’ now. I don't care what certain people say is cool; some trends are REALLY FROOPING WEIRD.” “Says the one with purple hair,” Sunny teased, smiling. Karlee blew a lock of dark purple hair out of her eyes. It was cut in short layers, like an edgy pixie cut. “Hey, I did this on my own terms. I didn't know it was considered ‘cool’ until after I dyed it.” She shrugged. “Suuu-EEEE-rrre,” smirked Sunny. On a completely unrelated note, the Delinquents were weird a lot. Dominic sighed. “If you guys are just gonna talk about oddly colored hair, I’m leaving. It’s much more fun to make a fool out of Officer Twinkie.” “Oh, yes. I’m IN!” Sunny shouted, leaping up from the moss-covered rock she had been sitting on. Karlee held up a brand-new cell phone. “I got this off of the Twinksters today,” she said. “Must have cost him the last of his ‘college savings.’ Whaddya say we hack all of his social network accounts, make him look like an even bigger fool than he is already, and rub it in his crumb-covered face when we beat up the Gom Poo-lice?” Sunny narrowed her eyes. “Do it,” she whispered.
If I get enough likes, I'll post chapter 2
