John's final fan fiction

Harold and Kumar Fan Fiction

 

By: John Jaung

There she was. Her shinny blonde hair shimmering under the sunlight, her perfect body proportion from head to toe goes to show that she has the fit to be a model. The face of an angel I say. But why is she here? Why is she walking towards me?? Be yourself, don’t be nervous Harold Lee.

“So, Maria, what's been goin' on?”

“I actually had a very long week at work.”

“Anyways, what are you up to tonight?”

“To be honest, I'm just going to be sitting on my ass, probably eat a whole pint of Haagen-Dazs while I watch some terrible soap opera."

“Well, that sounds awful haha.”

“If you want some company, maybe you can come over and sit on your ass at my place.” Without any hesitation a grin could be seen coming from her face.

“That sounds nice.” Maria replied.

Bye.

Harold wakes up from his day dream while Kumar is blowing a storm of white smoke straight to his face. His heart was pounding just by the thought of Maria, the beautiful female being from next door smiling at him. At times when only the two caught the apartment elevator, not a word came from Harold’s mouth. Anger and shame rose towards him for not having the confidence to even ask such a simple conversation starter such as, “How have you been doing Maria?”

Harold hates himself for feeling the way he did. There have been multiple occasions to become closer with who could be his one true love, but he has so far wasted all opportunities.

“Roldy are you tripping? Cus I’m not smoking all of this myself. Hurry up I’m starving. Let’s finish this and get some White Castle.” Kumar offered Harold a puff.

“I have to finish this project and got to get some more work done. I can’t go out tonight Kumar,” replied Harold in a disappointed tone.

“Come on Harold you always seem to pussy out but end up going. Your whole life is presets man, just take your laptop with you and get your work done on the car. Come on man these White Castle burgers just look so freaking delicious!” Stated Kumar, showing his complete eagerness for them juicy and tender White Castle burgers.

“They do look pretty good… Alright but we got to be back by midnight okay?” Harold sighed with a light smile on his face. He knew he wanted the burgers from the start.

It was just like every other day in the house of Harold and Kumar. Harold from Korean descent always being a law abiding citizen, junior analyst for Brewster Keegan, conservative and never breaks the law. Kumar, the complete opposite of Harold: from Indian descent, liberal, carefree and college drop out. The one thing the two have in common is the love for women and smoking marijuana. Through these two interests the two have been best friends and flatting in the same apartment for three years.

After the intake of their green substance the two stood up, packed their car keys and started walking outside the door, heading towards the elevator. And it was deja vu, there she was just like in his daydream. The girl of his dreams was coincidentally closing her apartment door and walking towards the elevator at the same time as Harold and Kumar.

“Hey Roldy isn’t that the chick you are into? Go say hi to her.” 

Harold froze. His heart started to beat faster and faster. His footsteps falter. He stops and starts for a second. Shock makes his mind fold in on itself, taking away all his thoughts. As the shock retreats, it sweeps the wall of numbness out of his body. He can't change what is happening in front of him. All he can do is force his feet to turn and carrying him away. Harold turned the other way and started walking slowly, then building up his pace.

“Where are you going Roldy? What the hell dude just go talk to her!”

Harold went back inside the door and shut it closed. However, something was different. The smell of smoke didn’t fill this room. Harold flicked the lights on. There were two things Harold noticed when he turned the lights on. Firstly he was at the wrong house. Secondly, this wasn’t just some normal everyday apartment room in his neighborhood.

The lights were very dim; it was dark even with the lights on. Nothing came to his head. He was stunned. The whole room itself felt like a black abyss. The dark aura was mind blowing: crosses, tables, the sofa, even the plates walls were done in black interior.

“Hey Roldy you are such a pus…. What the hell.. this isn’t our apartment right?”

“No shit dumbass.” There was a loss of confidence in his voice.

“Awesome, goth house!” Kumar smiled.

“No we are gonna turn around and go back to our apartment right now.” He was anxious to leave this place and never come back.

“Hell yes. Come on man 30 seconds and we are out.” Kumar started exploring the mysterious house.

And there it was, right in front of his eyes, “The Black Beauty”. The “Black Beauty” is known to be the biggest pipe ever made in the world. Kumar’s eyes doubled in size. His hands started to reach for this once in a lifetime creation. Then suddenly the loading sound of a shot gun could be heard.

“Whose there?”  A cold hearted voice could be heard.

The light shined on his face. A masked man dressed in black from head to toe appeared. This bulked man looking around 6’8 showed signs of being just pure evil. Both Harold and Kumar were silent. They knew they were in for more trouble than they bargained for. The gun was pointing at both Harold and Kumar.