Disclaimer: everyone knew if 21 jump street isn't mine!
Morton Schmidt is a loser dressed like Eminem who was always teased in school and get a rejection when asking a girl to come to the Prom. While Greg Jenko is a popular student and must have had a very bad performance, so it is not allowed to participate Prom.
Seven years later they met again when he was following the police entrance test. At that time they actually help each other where Schmidt is a shortage for a physical examination aided by Jenko, and vice versa Jenko weak in theory test help from Schmidt.
Predictably both successfully received and is now a close friend. Their career in the police mediocre even disappointing until the time they entered the undercover unit called Jump Street where they should be posing as high school students to track the spread of drug revealed.
Jenko is a super duper hell handsome, and Schmidt won't (or never) thinking about that. Schmidt really fucking hate that reality.
Why everyone never see my cute side? Something like that stupid complain—always run in Schmidt's brain.
Someday, when 21 jump street mission are in progress. A man who's had dark skin and big nose-hole, you know that I mean is Captain DICKSON-sassy. Oh for gods shake, I don't know why he is so sentiment with light skin. I think we should give him a SPF-50 cream. Ok, forget last sentence.
Back to motherfucker fan fiction story; Captain Dickson want Jenko and Schmidt to find out where source the HFS, and who's students are contribute it.
Fucking unlucky, Schmidt and Jenko was forced to take drugs named HFS that make them drunk and do a variety of motherfucker insanity.
And here they are… a dialogue which happened between Schmidt and Jenko when they are been in 'Fuck Yeah Motherfucker' step.
"You know what your face is really make me want to… um, keck?" Schmidt asked with a look stoned. "Your face wasn't handsome than captain Dickson!" Schmidt curtly sarcasm.
Jenko winced because not understand, his eyes not fully open, he's drunken too , "What's wrong?"
"You make me want to keck! You are hell handsome, popular—"
"Hey hey, you are jealous?"
Jenko giggles. "Because I'm handsome?"
Schmidt shook his head.
"Because I'm popular?"
Schmidt shook head again.
"Oh…" Jenko smirked with eyes half-close, he's drunken more fucking down. "Because I'M CUTE! Of course… ha ha ha."
"Stop your dirty mouth, Brad!" sarcastically Schmidt.
And Jenko? Don't ask. He's hang over now. Jenko just motherfucker laughing.
"Don't say if you are jealous because you are love me!" Jenko said with giggles again.
"That's it." Curtly Schmidt.
"Huh? You—you are gay?"
"Are you fucking kidding me?"