Generated Drabbles

[resurie]

prillalar.com/drabbles/

Go there and you can create generated drabbles, which can come out to be....extremely hilarious. XD I was literally cracking up. The drabbles can come out to be PG-13, if anyone would like to know.

Here are two I did, using Ichigo 100% characters. xD;

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Quietly Tripping

Sotomura tripped along softly. He was on his way to meet his lover, Kozue, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a squirrel hopping along, carrying a spoon in its mouth.

Sotomura was almost on a boat when he came across a shiny cake, lying alone on a hard plate. "That must be a treat from my cold bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked perverted, so he ate it.

It gave him the most delicious tingling sensation in his head. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Kozue.

When Kozue came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.

"What is it?" Sotomura cried huskily.

"Your arm! And your head!" Kozue said. "They're ugly! Can't you feel it?"

Sotomura felt his arm and his head. They were indeed quite ugly. "Oh, no!" Sotomura said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that shiny cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"

"I didn't leave you any cake," Kozue said. "I got you a fork. It must have been that sarcastic man who lives nearby. He acts a little slowly, ever since he slapped a shoe."

"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Sotomura sobbed.

"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Kozue said sexily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your arm is really soft like that."

"Really?" Sotomura dried her tears. Sotomura kissed Kozue and it was an entirely pretty sensation, like a leprechaun after his shiny gold over the rainbow.

They spent the night having entirely pretty sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.

Everything was rather awkward after that.

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^ That one still never ceases to make me crack up. XDDD And this one:

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Junpei and Aya
by William Shakespeare

Enter Junpei

Aya appears above at a window

Junpei:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the chair, and Aya is the penguin.
Arise, wet penguin, and punch the delicious egg.
See, how she leans her hand upon her knee!
O, that I were a glove upon that knee,
That I might touch that hand!

Aya:
O Junpei, Junpei! wherefore art thou Junpei?
What's in a name? That which we call a foot
By any other name would smell as rough
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a squirrel who loves it's acorns"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove shiny.

Junpei:
Lady, by yonder delicious egg I swear
That tips on a ballon the pretty bird--

Aya:
O, swear not by the egg, the fluffy egg,
That softly changes in its spiky orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise spiky.
Sweet, gloomy night! A thousand times gloomy night!
Parting is such sparkly sorrow,
That I shall say gloomy night till it be morrow.

Exit above

Junpei:
Sleep dwell upon thy hand, peace in thy knee!
Would I were sleep and peace, so carefully to rest!
tiredly will I to my wet foot's cell,
Its help to punch, and my rough foot to tell.

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XDD

Dammit people, drabble away. XDD

[Sanji]

Hahaha these are like mad libs, I love mad libs. I used characters from One Piece...

The Adventure Of The Chinchilla

Luffy and Nami were out for a strange Valentine's walk on his ass. As they went, Nami rested her hand on Luffy's ass. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so gay, Luffy was filled with disgusting dread.

"Do you suppose it's retarded here?" he asked disgustingly.

"You lame silly," Nami said, tickling Luffy with her redneck. "It's completely idiotic."

Just then, a smelly chinchilla leapt out from behind a lemon and jerked Nami in the nipple. "Aaargh!" Nami screamed.

Things looked exciting. But Luffy, although he was immature, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a corn and, was like that nugget in the toilet that you can never flush down., beat the chinchilla gayly until it ran off. "That will teach you to jerk innocent people."

Then he clasped Nami close. Nami was bleeding stupidly. "My darling," Luffy said, and pressed his lips to Nami's spleen.

"I love you," Nami said strangely, and expired in Luffy's arms.

Luffy never loved again.



I Saw Nami Kissing Santa Claus

Luffy woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one idiotic box that looked like a redneck.

Then Luffy noticed that Nami was out of bed too. She must not have been able to wait for her presents either.

Luffy thought that he would surprise Nami. Maybe even sneak up behind her and jerk her on her disgusting ass. That always made Nami smelly.

Luffy crept disgustingly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its strange lights, and the presents, heaped up miracuosly, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Nami. Kissing someone.

Luffy was so angry, he picked up a lemon from a table and threw it stupidly on his ass.

They both looked around.

"Nami, you immature chinchilla!" Luffy yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Luffy looked and then rubbed his nipple and looked again. It was Santa Claus.

"Let me explain," Nami said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course she had to give me a kiss. And what a lame kiss it was."

"Well, I suppose," Luffy said gayly. "If he was under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be retarded."

That seemed reasonable. Luffy went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.

Santa was the best kisser ever, was like that nugget in the toilet that you can never flush down. He made Luffy's spleen feel all exciting.

"You see?" Nami said strangely and Luffy saw. So they had a threeway.

Everybody's presents were late.



Now this one, this one turned to be extremly f**ked up. You have been warned.


I'm Dreaming Of A Wierd Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Sanji sat luckily with his mom, sipping retarded eggnog.

He looked at the funny turd hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Usopp had hung it there, just before they looked at each other reluctantly and then fell into each other's arms and licked each other's crotch.

If only I hadn't been so ugly, Sanji thought, pouring a lame amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Usopp might not have got so pink and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a horrible tear and held his nipple in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a breath taking voice lifted strangely up in song.


I'm dreaming of a wierd Christmas

Just like a mother in law who you just want to smother to death



Sanji ran to the door. It was Usopp, looking boring all over with snow.

"I missed you quickly," Usopp said. "And I wanted to lick your crotch again."

Sanji hugged Usopp and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Usopp said.

"I think so too," Sanji said and they licked each other's crotch until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted chimpanzee ass and lived retardedly until Sanji got drunk again.



And then we have Naruto.


To Eventually Punch

Jiraiya and Tsunade were celebrating a disgusting Valentine's Day together. Jiraiya had cooked a flamboyant dinner and they ate where the sun don't shine by candlelight.

"My darling," Tsunade said, stroking Jiraiya's boob, "I have something for you." She gave a box to Jiraiya. "It is but a lackluster token of my sexy love."

Jiraiya opened the box. Inside was a gay lightsaber! He gazed at it stupidly. Then he gazed at Tsunade stupidly. "It's surprising," Jiraiya said. "Come here and let me punch you."

Just then, an amazing crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like that alarm clock that is so annoying you just want to beat the crap out of it. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a disapointing voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Tsunade read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."

They stared at each other slowly as the crone cackled some more. Jiraiya's nostril began to tremble. Then Tsunade shrugged, pulled out a baby, and hit the crone on her ass. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Jiraiya said and kissed Tsunade flamboyantly. "This is a stupid Valentine's Day!"

They reluctantly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they punched each other all night long.


Jiraiya and Tsunade
by William Shakespeare

Enter Jiraiya

Tsunade appears above at a window

Jiraiya:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the baby, and Tsunade is the platapus.
Arise, stupid platapus, and punch the flamboyant rock.
See, how she leans her boob upon her ass!
O, that I were a glove upon that ass,
That I might touch that boob!

Tsunade:
O Jiraiya, Jiraiya! wherefore art thou Jiraiya?
What's in a name? That which we call a nostril
By any other name would smell as disgusting
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like that alarm clock that is so annoying you just want to beat the crap out of it"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove amazing.

Jiraiya:
Lady, by yonder flamboyant rock I swear
That tips where the sun don't shine the gay lightsaber--

Tsunade:
O, swear not by the rock, the surprising rock,
That reluctantly changes in its sexy orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise sexy.
Sweet, disapointing night! A thousand times disapointing night!
Parting is such lackluster sorrow,
That I shall say disapointing night till it be morrow.

Exit above

Jiraiya:
Sleep dwell upon thy boob, peace in thine ass!
Would I were sleep and peace, so slowly to rest!
stupidly will I to my stupid nostril's cell,
Its help to punch, and my disgusting nostril to tell.

[TakinawaTonfa]

Oh great, another addictive time-waster

Pleasurable Lang Syne

Yusuke sipped maliciously at his drink and stood pleasurable behind a bucket. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel flaming and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how bitchy his foot got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Yusuke knew very well why he was at the party: to see Keiko.

Ah, Keiko. Just the thought of her, the chance of a glimpse of her dark mouth made Yusuke's heart beat like a rain which cries tears of life down to the earth.

But tonight everyone was masked. Yusuke peered vibrantly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Keiko. There, he thought, the woman over by the bicycle, the porous one with the sloth mask. It had to be Keiko. No one else could look so hospitable, even in a sloth mask.

She began to walk Yusuke's way and Yusuke started to panic. What if she actually talked to Yusuke?

Keiko came right up to Yusuke and Yusuke thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Keiko said hastily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the chair," Yusuke said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so adamant.

Just then, a hyperactive voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Yusuke's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Keiko might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Keiko swept Yusuke into her arms, bent him in a window, and kissed Yusuke indiscretly, slipping him the tongue and groping his neck.

Yusuke could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out radiantly and pulled Keiko's mask off her face. It was Keiko! "I knew it was you," Yusuke said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Keiko said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Yusuke watched her go. She would be right back, Yusuke was sure. Just as soon as she had her punch.

And then they would fall in love.




The Battle For The Chair

In a window, Kurama ate his chair. He had been busy with the chair for hours and now wanted nothing more than a shiny cuddle or a passive massage from his lover Rukia.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his bursting Rukia appeared at the door, grinning indiscretly.

"Put down the chair," Rukia said hastily. "Unless you want me to eat that chair on your foot."

Kurama put down the chair. He was porous. He had never seen Rukia so bitchy before and it made him questionable.

Rukia picked up the chair, then withdrew a ladder from her ear. "Don't be so porous," Rukia said with a bitchy grimace. "A hedgehog bit my cheek this morning, and everything became pleasurable. Now with this chair and this ladder I can hastily rule the world!"

Kurama clutched his hospitable cheek maliciously. This was his lover, his bursting Rukia, now staring at him with a bitchy ear.

"Fight it!" Kurama shouted. "The hedgehog just wants the chair for his own bursting devices! He doesn't love you, not the shiny way I do!"

Kurama could see Rukia trembling maliciously. Kurama reached out his foot and touched Rukia's ear hastily. He was bursting, so bursting, but he knew only his hospitable love for Rukia would break the hedgehog's spell.

Sure enough, Rukia dropped the chair with a thunk. "Oh, Kurama," she squealed. "I'm so shiny, can you ever forgive me?"

But Kurama had already moved in a window. Like the dew on a leaf glistening in the morning light., he pressed his foot into Rukia's ear. And as they fell together in a pleasurable fit of love, the chair lay on the floor, questionable and forgotten.

[s91/S-chan/DoomStick]

(I am a bad bad bad person for doing this… ) XD

The Lovely Terror Of The Snow

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Lyserg and s91 went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Lyserg hit s91 in her leg with a big lame iceball. It hurt a lot, but Lyserg kissed it quickly and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really loved snow man!" Lyserg said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" s91 said. "That would be more fateful and politically correct."

"I know," Lyserg said. "We can make a snow cat. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."

So they rolled the snow up stupidly and made a stupid snow cat. Lyserg put on a waffle for the arm. The cat was almost as big as s91.

"It looks lamely," Lyserg said slowly. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," s91 said and held up a dumb peanut. "I found this on a computer." She put the peanut onto the cat's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the cat, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like SKU chat without Inu.

s91 screamed fast and ran but the snow cat chased her until she tripped over a tree root. Then the snow cat slapped her dumbly.

"Nobody does that to my little Crazy Egg," Lyserg screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow cat through the head. It fell down and Lyserg kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" s91 said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The peanut lay in the yard until a weird child picked it up and took it home.

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( I'm Lysrg's crazy little egg XDDDDnow Lyserg/Tamao XDDD)
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To Quickly Run

Tamao and Lyserg were celebrating a crazy Valentine's Day together. Tamao had cooked a lamely dinner and they ate on a computer by candlelight.

"My darling," Lyserg said, stroking Tamao's leg, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Tamao. "It is but a loved token of my fateful love."

Tamao opened the box. Inside was a weird egg! She gazed at it stupidly. Then she gazed at Lyserg stupidly. "It's dumb," Tamao said. "Come here and let me run you."

Just then, a stupid crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like SKU chat without Inu. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a lame voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Lyserg read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."

They stared at each other fast as the crone cackled some more. Tamao's head began to tremble. Then Lyserg shrugged, pulled out a peanut, and hit the crone on her arm. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Tamao said and kissed Lyserg dumbly. "This is a lovely Valentine's Day!"

They slowly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they ran each other all night long.

[zinc]

I came out with some very weird ones with Rockman characters, and then I used Lovely and Zinc in the stories, for reasons unknown to myself.

So, here are some of the results:

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I'm Dreaming Of A Short Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Zinc sat huggingly on a tree branch, sipping pwetty eggnog.

He looked at the kitty-boy-ish feather hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Lovely had hung it there, just before they looked at each other lovingly and then fell into each other's arms and hugged each other's head.

If only I hadn't been so adorable, Zinc thought, pouring a cute amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Lovely might not have got so embarrassed and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a cute tear and held his arm in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a cute voice lifted adorably up in song.



I'm dreaming of a short Christmas

Just like something or other



Zinc ran to the door. It was Lovely, looking hot under the collar all over with snow.

"I missed you adoringly," Lovely said. "And I wanted to hug your head again."

Zinc hugged Lovely and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Lovely said.

"I think so too," Zinc said and they hugged each other's head until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted cat leg and lived embarrassedly until Zinc got drunk again.

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The Miracle Of The Cat

Zinc hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like something or other. He loathed it.

Every December, Zinc would feel himself getting all cute inside. He refused to put up a Christmas feather, he snapped at anyone cute enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Zinc had to go to the mall to buy an embarrassed lollipop. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing embarrassedly around and so much Christmas music blaring lovingly, he thought his leg would explode.

Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was an adorable woman collecting for charity. Zinc never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the adorable woman dropped his bells and ran on a tree branch. There was a kitty-boy-ish cat right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the adorable woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Zinc rushed out and huggingly pushed them both out of the way. There was a hot under the collar bang and then everything went dark.

When Zinc woke up, he was in a pwetty room. There was a Christmas feather in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Zinc's arm hurt. A lot.

The adorable woman came into the room. "I'm so short!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Lovely. You saved me from the truck. But your arm is broken."

Zinc hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas feather up and his arm was broken, he felt quite cute, especially when he looked at Lovely.

"Your arm must hurt adorably," Lovely said. "I think this will help." And she hugged Zinc several times.

Now Zinc felt very cute indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Lovely. "I love you," he said, and kissed Lovely adoringly.

"I love you too," said Lovely. Just then, the cat ran into the room and nuzzled Zinc's head. "I brought him home with us," Lovely said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Zinc said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.

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A Short Occurrence

Zinc paced up and down, jiggling his leg. His very good friend, Mary Sue Lollipop, had arranged to meet him here on a tree branch. "I have something embarrassed to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Lollipop was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Zinc expected to see her bounce up, her adorable hair streaming behind her and her kitty-boy-ish eyes aglow.

Zinc heard footsteps, but they seemed rather cute for a delicate and pwetty girl like Mary Sue Lollipop, whose tread was cute. He turned around and found Lovely staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Lovely said adorably. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Zinc had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so adoringly. "Mary Sue Lollipop asked to meet me here." As he gazed at Lovely, his head began to throb huggingly.

"Oh," Lovely said, embarrassedly. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Zinc said and caught Lovely by her arm. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Lovely said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like something or other.

From behind an eyes, Mary Sue Lollipop watched with a hot under the collar light in her cute eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Zinc/Lovely". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the cat from extinction.

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Cute Love

Zinc finished packing. Ever since Lovely, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Zinc had been hot under the collar.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing hugged him, all was embarrassed. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on a tree branch to become a short feather.

Just then, there was a kitty-boy-ish knock at the door. Zinc opened it and stood there huggingly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his leg.

When Zinc came to, Lovely was holding his head and looking adorable. "My love," Lovely said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry for the pwetty shock. I've been shipwrecked on a cute island for the last ten years, living like something or other. I was only rescued last week." She paused. "I lost my arm in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Zinc could hardly believe his Lovely had returned. "I will always love you, arm or no arm. Besides, you can cover it up with an eyes."

They embraced lovingly and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was cute.

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The Adventure Of The Cat

Zinc and Lovely were out for a cute Valentine's walk on a tree branch. As they went, Lovely rested her hand on Zinc's leg. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so short, Zinc was filled with pwetty dread.

"Do you suppose it's adorable here?" he asked embarrassedly.

"You cute silly," Lovely said, tickling Zinc with her lollipop. "It's completely cute."

Just then, a kitty-boy-ish cat leapt out from behind a feather and hugged Lovely in the head. "Aaargh!" Lovely screamed.

Things looked embarrassed. But Zinc, although he was hot under the collar, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed an eyes and, like something or other, beat the cat adorably until it ran off. "That will teach you to hug innocent people."

Then he clasped Lovely close. Lovely was bleeding huggingly. "My darling," Zinc said, and pressed his lips to Lovely's arm.

"I love you," Lovely said adoringly, and expired in Zinc's arms.

Zinc never loved again.

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Cute Lang Syne

Zinc sipped lovingly at his drink and stood cute behind a feather. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel adorable and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how embarrassed his arm got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Zinc knew very well why he was at the party: to see Lovely.

Ah, Lovely. Just the thought of her, the chance of a glimpse of her pwetty leg made Zinc's heart beat like something or other.

But tonight everyone was masked. Zinc peered embarrassedly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Lovely. There, he thought, the woman over by the eyes, the kitty-boy-ish one with the cat mask. It had to be Lovely. No one else could look so cute, even in a cat mask.

She began to walk Zinc's way and Zinc started to panic. What if she actually talked to Zinc?

Lovely came right up to Zinc and Zinc thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Lovely said adoringly. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the lollipop," Zinc said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so cute.

Just then, a short voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Zinc's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Lovely might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Lovely swept Zinc into her arms, bent him on a tree branch, and kissed Zinc huggingly, slipping him the tongue and groping his head.

Zinc could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out adorably and pulled Lovely's mask off her face. It was Lovely! "I knew it was you," Zinc said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Lovely said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Zinc watched her go. She would be right back, Zinc was sure. Just as soon as she had her punch.

And then they would fall in love.


All odd, and all calling Lovely "Kitty-boy-ish". Yep. Very, very odd... I just hope Lovely doesn't read my entries.

[Sanji]

The Miracle Of The Baboon

Vivi hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it like the Woody Allen who never shuts up.. She loathed it.

Every December, Vivi would feel herself getting all spectacular inside. She refused to put up a Christmas kitten, she snapped at anyone sexy enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Vivi had to go to the mall to buy a lame phone book. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing surprisingly around and so much Christmas music blaring stubbornly, she thought her face would explode.

Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a funny man collecting for charity. Vivi never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the funny man dropped his bells and ran with a bruised ass bone. There was a retarded baboon right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the funny man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Vivi rushed out and luckily pushed them both out of the way. There was a exciting bang and then everything went dark.

When Vivi woke up, she was in a stupid room. There was a Christmas kitten in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Vivi's nipple hurt. A lot.

The funny man came into the room. "I'm so strange!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Chopper. You saved me from the truck. But your nipple is broken."

Vivi hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas kitten up and her nipple was broken, she felt quite gay, especially when she looked at Chopper.

"Your nipple must hurt quickly," Chopper said. "I think this will help." And he spat on Vivi several times.

Now Vivi felt very gay indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Chopper. "I love you," she said, and kissed Chopper gayly.

"I love you too," said Chopper. Just then, the baboon ran into the room and nuzzled Vivi's ass. "I brought him home with us," Chopper said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Vivi said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.


The Battle For The Phone Book

With a bruised ass bone, Vivi spat on her phone book. She had been busy with the phone book for hours and now wanted nothing more than a sexy cuddle or a spectacular massage from her lover Chopper.

She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her gay Chopper appeared at the door, grinning luckily.

"Put down the phone book," Chopper said quickly. "Unless you want me to spit on that phone book on your ass."

Vivi put down the phone book. She was exciting. She had never seen Chopper so lame before and it made her stupid.

Chopper picked up the phone book, then withdrew a kitten from his face. "Don't be so exciting," Chopper said with a lame grimace. "A baboon bit my nipple this morning, and everything became retarded. Now with this phone book and this kitten I can quickly rule the world!"

Vivi clutched her funny nipple stubbornly. This was her lover, her gay Chopper, now staring at her with a lame face.

"Fight it!" Vivi shouted. "The baboon just wants the phone book for his own gay devices! He doesn't love you, not the sexy way I do!"

Vivi could see Chopper trembling stubbornly. Vivi reached out her ass and touched Chopper's face quickly. She was gay, so gay, but she knew only her funny love for Chopper would break the baboon's spell.

Sure enough, Chopper dropped the phone book with a thunk. "Oh, Vivi," he squealed. "I'm so sexy, can you ever forgive me?"

But Vivi had already moved with a bruised ass bone. Like the Woody Allen who never shuts up., she pressed her ass into Chopper's face. And as they fell together in a retarded fit of love, the phone book lay on the floor, stupid and forgotten.

[Greenfire]

These are seriously messed up:

The Adventure Of The Hippopotamamus

Anna and Yoh were out for a digital Valentine's walk under the sea. As they went, Yoh rested his hand on Anna's arm. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so killer-mutated, Anna was filled with shiny-full-ness dread.

"Do you suppose it's pink here?" she asked painfully.

"You sharp silly," Yoh said, tickling Anna with his cheese. "It's completely orange."

Just then, a shiny hippopotamamus leapt out from behind a knife and shot at Yoh in the brain. "Aaargh!" Yoh screamed.

Things looked fast. But Anna, although she was round, knew she had to save her love. She grabbed a pie and, like an evil demon that tries to conquer us but is stopped by the super-powerful pants of d00m., beat the hippopotamamus quickly until it ran off. "That will teach you to shoot at innocent people."

Then she clasped Yoh close. Yoh was bleeding dangerously. "My darling," Anna said, and pressed her lips to Yoh's tibia.

"I love you," Yoh said demonically, and expired in Anna's arms.

Anna never loved again.


A Blade Of Grass In Time

On a slimy and evil morning, Tamao sat in a bar. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her spleen ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect Yoh to love someone with a vomit-inducing ass?

Explosively, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a horrifying bloody shard of glass, all on a summer's day. I wish my Yoh would beat me, in his own happy way..."

"Do you?" Yoh sat down beside Tamao and put his hand on Tamao's leg. "I think that could be arranged."

Tamao gasped kmsfkmsklgmdl;mgl;s-ingly. "But what about my vomit-inducing ass?"

"I like it," Yoh said disgustingly. "I think it's deadly."

They came together and their kiss was not unlike the rare hippopotamus that lays eggs in the brains of the unsuspecting humanoids.

"I love you," Tamao said quickly.

"I love you too," Yoh replied and beat her.

They bought a goat, moved in together, and lived painfully ever after.

[Magenta]

Yeah, there's just the one but I couldn't help laugh but I'm easily amused. It also sounds kinda wrong but what the hell.

A Thoughtful Day To Paroxysm

Megumi stepped blandly out into the blank sunshine, and admired Takehiro's tail. "Ah," she sighed, "That's a random sight."

Takehiro climbed off the CD case and walked cheesily across the grass to greet his lover. Megumi patted Takehiro on the liver and then tried to paroxysm him distubingly, but without success.

"That's all right," Takehiro said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not irritable," Megumi. "Not as irritable as the time we paroxysm...ed (don't ask) outside area 51."

Takehiro nodded thoroughly. "We were callow back in those days."

"Our optic nerves were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Megumi said. "Everything seems nice (because I am running out of ideas) and sweet when you're young."

"Of course," Takehiro said. "But now we're confusing, we can still have fun. If we go about it hastily."

"Hastily?" Megumi said . "But how?"

"With this," Takehiro said and held out an obvious hardback copy of Leo Tolstoy's 'War and Peace'. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to paroxysm."

Megumi swallowed the hardback copy of Leo Tolstoy's 'War and Peace' at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to paroxysm hastily. They paroxysm...ed (don't ask) like Megumi searching the web for words longer than pneumonaltramicroscopicsilocovolcanoconiosis (which mind you, is probably spelt wrong). Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.

[s91/S-chan/DoomStick]

LOL that has to be one of the best ones yet Magenta. XD

[Throes]

This is interesting, yet, FUN!

Random side-note: Gregarious is a random name, and Testicles, god of Testosterone
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To Evilly Sail

Gregarious and Testicles were celebrating an iridescent Valentine's Day together. Gregarious had cooked a nice dinner and they ate on the ship by candlelight.

"My darling," Testicles said, stroking Gregarious's head, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Gregarious. "It is but a loud token of my evil love."

Gregarious opened the box. Inside was a large Navy! He gazed at it evilly. Then he gazed at Testicles evilly. "It's crazy," Gregarious said. "Come here and let me sail you."

Just then, a butt-ugly crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a rainbow that casts a dreary glow o'er all the land. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in an annoying voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Testicles read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."

They stared at each other huskily as the crone cackled some more. Gregarious's testicles began to tremble. Then Testicles shrugged, pulled out an egg, and hit the crone on her arm. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Gregarious said and kissed Testicles iridescently. "This is a horrendous Valentine's Day!"

They horrendously burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they sailed each other all night long.
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Interesting side note, "testicles" makes a very good body part, just listen to this phrase from another

"Gregarious paced up and down, jiggling his testicles."

Funny, no?

[Setsumi-san]

Bubbly Love

Yoh finished packing. Ever since Anna, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Yoh had been purple.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing smacked him, all was stinky. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going around a corner to become a gigantic rolling pin.

Just then, there was a threadbare knock at the door. Yoh opened it and stood there sweetly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his eye.

When Yoh came to, Anna was holding his bellybutton and looking shy.

"My love," Anna said easily, "I'm sorry for the hilarious shock. I've been shipwrecked on a cautious island for the last ten years, living like a wild stallion who refused to be captured by the ropes of society. I was only rescued last week." She paused. "I lost my toe in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Yoh could hardly believe his Anna had returned. "I will always love you, toe or no toe. Besides, you can always cover it up with a princess."

They embraced hungrily and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was equine.



(Next we have our M/M pairing...)



Amidamaru and Mosuke

Enter Amidamaru.
Mosuke appears above at a window.

Amidamaru:
But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the dental floss, and Mosuke is the gorilla.
Arise, frigid gorilla, and scratch the stretchy banana.
See how he leans his pinky upon his earlobe!
O, that I were a glove upon that earlobe,
That I might touch that pinky!

Mosuke:
O Amidamaru, Amidamaru! Wherefore art thou Amidamaru?
What's in a name? That which we call a buttcrack
By any other name would smell as lavender.
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say, "like a nasty-ass piece of roadkill that you can't help but stare at when driving."
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou may prove foolish.

Amidamaru:
Swain, by yonder stretchy banana I swear
That tips on a mushroom the bold plushie--

Mosuke:
O, swear not by the banana, the toasty banana,
That icily changes in its silent orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise silent.
Sweet, sour night! A thousand times sour night!
Parting is such delicious sorrow,
That I shall say sour night till it be morrow.

Exit above.

Amidamaru:
Sleep dwell upon thy pinky, peace in thine earlobe!
Would I were sleep and peace, so furiously to rest!
cheerfully will I to my frigid buttcrack's cell,
Its help to scratch, and my lavender buttcrack to tell.


(Last but not least, we have our Pyron/Jun...)

A Squishy Occurence

Pyron paced up and down, jiggling his funny bone. His very good friend, Mary Sue Tuba, had arrranged to meet him here in a garbage can. "I have something childish to tell you,"she had said.

Mary Sue Tuba was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Pyron expected to see her bounce up, her damp hair streaming behind her and her whiny eyes aglow.

Pyron heard footsteps, but they seemed rather living for a delicate and imaginary girl like Mary Sue Tuba, whose tread was minty. He turned around and found Jun staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Jun said completely. "I thought you didn't want to see me again."

Pyron had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so dreadfully.

"Mary Sue Tuba asked me to meet her here." As he gazed at Jun, his kneecap began to throb creatively.

"Oh," Jun said softly. "I'll just go then."

"Wait, " Pyron said and caught Jun by her palm. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," Jun said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like the stain of a melted chocolate on a hotel pillow.

From behind a dumptruck, Mary Sue Tuba watched with a bumpy light in her magnetic eyes. She took a list out of her pocket and checked off "Pyron/Jun." Then she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the parakeet from extinction.





(Disclaimer: I own neither Mankin nor any of Shakespeare's works. These drabbles were generated for entertainment purposes alone. No profit is being, has been, or ever will be made from these drabbles.)

[Rukato86]

Oooookay I used Naruto characters....and I think I just weirded myself out but feh, what the heck.

Rukato theatre presents:




A Monkey In Time

On an erotic and delecious morning, Orochimaru sat in the shower. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His tongue ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Sasuke to love someone with a consummate thigh?

Rapidly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a neurotic sultry kunai, all on a summer's day. I wish my Sasuke would caress me, in his own lanky way..."

"Do you?" Sasuke sat down beside Orochimaru and put his hand on Orochimaru's finger. "I think that could be arranged."

Orochimaru gasped speedily. "But what about my consummate thigh?"

"I like it," Sasuke said eagarly. "I think it's happily."

They came together and their kiss was like a one armed man, with a itchy ass, hanging from a cliff.

"I love you," Orochimaru said constantly.

"I love you too," Sasuke replied and caressed him.

They bought a Iguana, moved in together, and lived readily ever after.



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The Battle For The Taffy

In the shower, Orochimaru caressed his taffy. He had been busy with the taffy for hours and now wanted nothing more than a happily cuddle or a sultry massage from his lover Sasuke.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his lanky Sasuke appeared at the door, grinning readily.

"Put down the taffy," Sasuke said constantly. "Unless you want me to caress that taffy on your finger."

Orochimaru put down the taffy. He was tall. He had never seen Sasuke so neurotic before and it made him delecious.

Sasuke picked up the taffy, then withdrew a kunai from his tongue. "Don't be so tall," Sasuke said with a neurotic grimace. "A Iguana bit my thigh this morning, and everything became long. Now with this taffy and this kunai I can constantly rule the world!"

Orochimaru clutched his erotic thigh eagarly. This was his lover, his lanky Sasuke, now staring at him with a neurotic tongue.

"Fight it!" Orochimaru shouted. "The Iguana just wants the taffy for his own lanky devices! He doesn't love you, not the happily way I do!"

Orochimaru could see Sasuke trembling eagarly. Orochimaru reached out his finger and touched Sasuke's tongue constantly. He was lanky, so lanky, but he knew only his erotic love for Sasuke would break the Iguana's spell.

Sure enough, Sasuke dropped the taffy with a thunk. "Oh, Orochimaru," he squealed. "I'm so happily, can you ever forgive me?"

But Orochimaru had already moved in the shower. Like a one armed man, with a itchy ass, hanging from a cliff, he pressed his finger into Sasuke's tongue. And as they fell together in a long fit of love, the taffy lay on the floor, delecious and forgotten.

[RyuLover67]

XD Mine's so screwed up!

The Happy Terror Of The Snow

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Ryu and Minako went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Ryu hit Minako in her mouth with a big big iceball. It hurt a lot, but Ryu kissed it lovely and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really pleased snow man!" Ryu said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Minako said. "That would be more exciting and politically correct."

"I know," Ryu said. "We can make a snow cat. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."

So they rolled the snow up happily and made a hugging snow cat. Ryu put on a chocolates for the arm. The cat was almost as big as Minako.

"It looks lacking," Ryu said funny. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," Minako said and held up a pink locket. "I found this on the street." She put the locket onto the cat's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the cat, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl Like a drug, you take all my pain and suffering away.

Minako screamed strongely and ran but the snow cat chased her until she tripped over a tree root. Then the snow cat kissed her bravely.

"Nobody does that to my little Lacking Sword," Ryu screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow cat through the leg. It fell down and Ryu kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" Minako said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The locket lay in the yard until a boring child picked it up and took it home.

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I'm Dreaming Of A Hugging Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Minako sat lovely on the street, sipping boring eggnog.

She looked at the pink locket hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Ryu had hung it there, just before they looked at each other happily and then fell into each other's arms and kissed each other's arm.

If only I hadn't been so pleased, Minako thought, pouring a big amount of rum into her eggnog. Then Ryu might not have got so happy and left me all alone at Christmas time. She wiped away an exciting tear and held her mouth in her hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a lacking voice lifted funny up in song.



I'm dreaming of a hugging Christmas

Just Like a drug, you take all my pain and suffering away



Minako ran to the door. It was Ryu, looking lacking all over with snow.

"I missed you bravely," Ryu said. "And I wanted to kiss your arm again."

Minako hugged Ryu and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Ryu said.

"I think so too," Minako said and they kissed each other's arm until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted cat leg and lived strongely until Minako got drunk again.

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The Miracle Of The Cat

Minako hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it Like a drug, you take all my pain and suffering away. She loathed it.

Every December, Minako would feel herself getting all pleased inside. She refused to put up a Christmas chocolates, she snapped at anyone lacking enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Minako had to go to the mall to buy a hugging sword. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing happily around and so much Christmas music blaring strongely, she thought her arm would explode.

Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was an exciting man collecting for charity. Minako never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the exciting man dropped his bells and ran on the street. There was a happy cat right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the exciting man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Minako rushed out and bravely pushed them both out of the way. There was a big bang and then everything went dark.

When Minako woke up, she was in a pink room. There was a Christmas chocolates in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Minako's leg hurt. A lot.

The exciting man came into the room. "I'm so lacking!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Ryu. You saved me from the truck. But your leg is broken."

Minako hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas chocolates up and her leg was broken, she felt quite boring, especially when she looked at Ryu.

"Your leg must hurt lovely," Ryu said. "I think this will help." And he kissed Minako several times.

Now Minako felt very boring indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Ryu. "I love you," she said, and kissed Ryu funny.

"I love you too," said Ryu. Just then, the cat ran into the room and nuzzled Minako's mouth. "I brought him home with us," Ryu said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Minako said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.

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Lacking Lang Syne

Minako sipped lovely at her drink and stood lacking behind a chocolates. She wasn't sure why she had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. She was no good at parties anyhow. They always made her feel pleased and she ended up like she was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how big her leg got when she was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Minako knew very well why she was at the party: to see Ryu.

Ah, Ryu. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his happy arm made Minako's heart beat Like a drug, you take all my pain and suffering away.

But tonight everyone was masked. Minako peered bravely through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Ryu. There, she thought, the man over by the locket, the boring one with the cat mask. It had to be Ryu. No one else could look so exciting, even in a cat mask.

He began to walk Minako's way and Minako started to panic. What if he actually talked to Minako?

Ryu came right up to Minako and Minako thought that she was going to faint.

"Hello," Ryu said strongely. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the sword," Minako said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so pink.

Just then, a hugging voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Minako's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Ryu might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Ryu swept Minako into his arms, bent her on the street, and kissed Minako happily, slipping her the tongue and groping her mouth.

Minako could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. She reached out funny and pulled Ryu's mask off his face. It was Ryu! "I knew it was you," Minako said and took her own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Ryu said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Minako watched him go. He would be right back, Minako was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.


I just noticed something.It's christmas in July for me! XD

All my drabbles were about christmas.I find that really weird.0-0

[Yohmaru]

oh my gosh, these are all hilarious XD


Mine:


An Oracle Bell In Time

On a carefree and kawaii morning, Yoh sat on a hill. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His eye ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Amidamaru to love someone with a lazy arm?

Temptingly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a cute innocent headphones, all on a summer's day. I wish my Amidamaru would kiss me, in his own adorable way..."

"Do you?" Amidamaru sat down beside Yoh and put his hand on Yoh's leg. "I think that could be arranged."

Yoh gasped softly. "But what about my lazy arm?"

"I like it," Amidamaru said lovingly. "I think it's friendly."

They came together and their kiss was like the wind blowing softly through the trees.

"I love you," Yoh said happily.

"I love you too," Amidamaru replied and kissed him.

They bought a Ren, moved in together, and lived shyly ever after.



I'm Dreaming Of A Lazy Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Yoh sat seductively on the bed, sipping sexy eggnog.

He looked at the terrified harusame hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Ren had hung it there, just before they looked at each other cruelly and then fell into each other's arms and played with headphones.

If only I hadn't been so helpless, Yoh thought, pouring an irresistable amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Ren might not have got so smug and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a weak tear and held his arm in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then an evil voice lifted lustfully up in song.


I'm dreaming of a lazy Christmas

Just like a fire inside your soul



Yoh ran to the door. It was Ren, looking evilly all over with snow.

"I missed you manically," Ren said. "And I wanted to torture your leg again"

Yoh hugged Ren and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Ren said.

"I think so too," Yoh said and they tortured each other's legs until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted dog heads and lived sarcastically until Yoh got drunk again.


(..... that was a little wierder than i expected. XD Especially the second one.)

[Setsumi-san]

Here are some Mermaid Melody Pichi Pichi Pitch ones because I am going on a Sara/Gaito shipping binge.


I'm Dreaming Of A Crusty Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Sara sat drunkenly in a tree, sipping muddy eggnog.

She looked at the squishy book hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Gaito had hung it there just before they looked at each other menacingly and then fell into each other's arms and pinched each other's eardrum.

If only I hadn't been so raucous, Sara thought, pouring a glossy amount of rum into her eggnog. Then Gaito might not have gotten so imperial and left me all alone at Christmas time. She wiped away a fuzzy tear and held her leg in her hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a wild voice lifted hastily up in song.

I'm dreaming of a crusty Christmas
Just like a sage with the wisdom of Athena herself

Sara ran to the door. It was Gaito, looking delightful all over with snow.

"I missed you sheepishly," Gaito said. "And I wanted to pinch your eardrum again."

Sara hugged Gaito and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Gaito said.

"I think so too," Sara said and they pinched each other's eardrum until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted unicorn brain and lived lovingly until Sara got drunk again.



The Adventure Of The Unicorn

Sara and Gaito were out for a fuzzy Valentine's walk in a tree. As they went, Gaito rested his hand on Sara's leg. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so crusty, Sara was filled with imperial dread.

"Do you suppose it's wild here?" Sara asked menacingly.

"You muddy silly," Gaito said tickling Sara with his pirate. "It's completely squishy."

Just then, a raucous unicorn leapt out from behind a donut and
pinched Gaito in the brain. "Aarrggh!" Gaito screamed.

Things looked glossy. But Sara, although she was delightful, knew she had to save her love. She grabbed a book and, like a sage with the wisdom of Athena herself, beat the unicorn drunkenly until it ran off. "That will teach you to pinch innocent people!"

Then she clasped Gaito close. Gaito was bleeding hastily. "My darling, "Sara said, and pressed her lips to Gaito's eardrum.

"I love you," Gaito said sheepishly, and expired in Sara's arms.

Sara never loved again.










(Disclaimer: MMPPP isn't mine and I am not making any money off of these drabbles in any way.)