Dance competition

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Max: get your ass up and here is your phone

Kenzie: I'm grounded

Max: no your not

Kenzie: can I date that boy now

Max: i don't know about that

Kenzie: why

Max: I'm not trying to get fucked by your dad's big ass cock

Kenzie: dad fucked you

Max: yes and It hurt

Kenzie: anyways where are we going

Max: you will see

They get in the car

Kenzie: dad you fucked mom

Lucas: yes and it was hard because she is tight ass hell

Kenzie: and I Oop

Max: why are we even talking about that

After they get to el's house

Max: you ready

El: yep

El and Ella get in the car

After they get to the competition

Max: does anyone have a Bobby pin

Rebbeca: no

El: I do

Max: thx

Max accidentally stabs Kenzie in the head

Kenzie: ouch *cries*

Max: I'm so sorry

Lucas: girls are so dramatic

Max: Lucas we have 20 minutes before they go on stage and Kenzie is crying and now I have to do her makeup again and el is trying to get Ella's costume on

El: this is difficult

What their costume looks like

Max: el it's a two piece costume

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Max: el it's a two piece costume

El: I lived in a lab basically my whole life

Max: true

Levi: mommy

Max: yes

Levi: I want you

Max: pls stay with your dad mommy is busy getting sister ready

Levi starts to cry

Max: Levi don't do that

Levi: NO!

Max: Lucas can you help for once

Lucas: that is how I felt when we were at that hotel

Max: Lucas I know what you will do to me but I don't care just help even though it will hurt

Lucas: Levi come here

He goes to Lucas

Levi: I want mama

Lucas: mommy is having mood swings

Max: Lucas I'm stressed

Lucas: ok dang

El gets the costume on then does Ella's hair and makeup

Ella: mom your pulling my hair

El: stay still

Ella: I am

El: shit Ella your making things hard

Ella: and your about to make me cry

After the girls are done getting ready

Kenzie: ok don't stress yourself just kill it

Ella: ok

The solo

Yes it's dance moms

Max: they killed it

El: yes they did

Now Naomi and skye's duet


Nancy: they were good

Jonathan: yes they were

Nancy: is that max

Jonathan: yep

Nancy: let's go talk to her

Max: skye's legs were bent feet weren't pointed but it was good

El: the music was ridiculous

Lucas: don't trash over peoples kids

Max: we weren't

Lucas: really

El: I talked about the music not them

Max: all I said was her feet weren't pointed and her legs were bent

Nancy: hi max

Max: hey

Lucas: tell Naomi I said hi

Nancy: ok I will but max I heard you called my daughter a bitch

Max: no I didn't I called her a piece of shit

Jonathan: that was still very rude to say about a child

Max: well tell her to stay away from my daughter's man

Lucas: ok ladies we are at a competition

Max: bitch get away from me

Nancy: I'm not a bitch and my daughter is not one either

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Max: I really hope they win so I can shut that bitch up

L=lady

L: our third place duet/trio solo is number 105 down all the way

They get their Trophy

L: our second place is number 306 ooh la la

Nancy: they got second

Max: did we even place

Lucas: they won

L: and our first place winner is number 204 two Sapphires

El: they won

After they competition

(El and Ella went home so did lumax)

Max: my winner

Kenzie: yes

Max: it's only 7: 37 the mall is still open and so is dad's credit card

Lucas: no max

Max: if my body is yours then your credit card is mine

Kenzie: yea dad

Lucas: fine

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