Suzaku hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a soft wind that blows and changes the world. He loathed it.
Every December, Suzaku would feel himself getting all lolz inside. He refused to put up a Christmas your mother, he snapped at anyone naked enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Suzaku had to go to the mall to buy an unearthly dat ass. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing hardly around and so much Christmas music blaring gently, he thought his left thumb would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was an angry woman collecting for charity. Suzaku never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the angry woman dropped his bells and ran on a fish. There was a beautiful fish right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the angry woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Suzaku rushed out and emoly pushed them both out of the way. There was a sorrowful bang and then everything went dark.
When Suzaku woke up, he was in a fabulous room. There was a Christmas your mother in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Suzaku's eyeball hurt. A lot.
The angry woman came into the room. "I'm so kawaii!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Luluko. You saved me from the truck. But your eyeball is broken."
Suzaku hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas your mother up and his eyeball was broken, he felt quite amazing, especially when he looked at Luluko.
"Your eyeball must hurt angrily," Luluko said. "I think this will help." And she typed Suzaku several times.
Now Suzaku felt very amazing indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Luluko. "I love you," he said, and kissed Luluko kawaiily.
"I love you too," said Luluko. Just then, the fish ran into the room and nuzzled Suzaku's wenis. "I brought him home with us," Luluko said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Suzaku said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
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Suzaku hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a soft wind that blows and changes the world. He loathed it.
Every December, Suzaku would feel himself getting all lolz inside. He refused to put up a Christmas your mother, he snapped at anyone naked enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Suzaku had to go to the mall to buy an unearthly dat ass. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing hardly around and so much Christmas music blaring gently, he thought his left thumb would explode.
Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was an angry woman collecting for charity. Suzaku never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the angry woman dropped his bells and ran on a fish. There was a beautiful fish right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the angry woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Suzaku rushed out and emoly pushed them both out of the way. There was a sorrowful bang and then everything went dark.
When Suzaku woke up, he was in a fabulous room. There was a Christmas your mother in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Suzaku's eyeball hurt. A lot.
The angry woman came into the room. "I'm so kawaii!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Luluko. You saved me from the truck. But your eyeball is broken."
Suzaku hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas your mother up and his eyeball was broken, he felt quite amazing, especially when he looked at Luluko.
"Your eyeball must hurt angrily," Luluko said. "I think this will help." And she typed Suzaku several times.
Now Suzaku felt very amazing indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Luluko. "I love you," he said, and kissed Luluko kawaiily.
"I love you too," said Luluko. Just then, the fish ran into the room and nuzzled Suzaku's wenis. "I brought him home with us," Luluko said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Suzaku said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
I'm scared to read this one >__>;