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dontcha

Before nothing. Within his now blurred vision he could see the wicked smirk. It came closer...and closer...and closer. But then something strange occurred. He could no longer see a smirk, for it had faded and now, what was once a curving up of the lips became a thin straight line.

Like this : '-----'

Yes. He had cracked lips. They were dry from consuming cocaine.

Just as Hades was reaching down in pity to save Poseidon from the embarrassment he was about to feel, Poseidon's lips quivered (like this: '~~~~') as he shoved the hand away.

"Oi wat the fark mate - I'm tryna farking help ya you bloody imbecile. You bloody Brits think so farkin high of yaself don'tcha -

Cue the music" He says as he strikes a strikingly sexy pose, pointing towards the upperworld.

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?

Don't cha?

Don't cha?

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?

Don't cha?

Don't cha?

Fight the feeling (fight the feeling)

Leave it alone (leave it alone)

'Cause if it ain't love

It just ain't enough to leave my happy home

Let's keep it friendly (let's keep it friendly)

You have to play fair (you have to play fair)

See I don't care

But I know she ain't gonna wanna share

okay.

so then.

poseidon was jus sitting there. On that ass. oh that rock soft ass. it got soft after doing thomsen rolie pollies... twas tragic. what was once uluru became squidward. he just seems like a squishy guy. like marshmallows. cushiony. hm tasty.

very nice

so

yeah like no yea hmmm

"I knew you farkin mate couldn't do it - couldn't even grasp the shiela, you farkin mate."

That was the last straw. he used metal ones. to save the turtles.

"sksksksksksks" poseidon whispered to himself repetitively. like a mantra. like a snake ready to pounce on the dugong. snakes did pounce. and boy, did he pounce. Spotto. onto the yellow dugong. he devoured it. but then felt bad. So. he regurgitated it out. of his system. scrumptious.

Hades stood there, eyes wide in shock at his brother's animalistic tendencies. He knew that he liked frog legs, but far out. this was too much.

Hades's lip quivered and eyes also quivered in offence. he loved dugongs like they were his brothers. Seeing his actual brother devour them like the absolute herbivore he is made him furious.

Hades strutted up to Poseidon, clenching his wrists in his vice grip, giving him a violent handshake. this was all until he whipped out his chopping board and knife, slicing through Poseidon's much loved fingers.

they grow back instantly

anyways.

now they're actually fighting. Poseidon twirled, locking his gaze with Hades as he leaped, his slender limbs stretching like a frog leaping from lilypad to lilypad. Like an owl, whose head remained directed towards Hades yet his body twirled, revealing those crispy fried wet moist slimy firm melt-in-the-mouth an-explosion-of-flavour-in-the-mouth. hmmmm yummy. Tasty.

Hades couldn't handle the heat as Poseidon showed off all his flashy dashy rashy moves. His back bended quite...benily.

pov you're the turkey

my back hurts. from carrying this story. i jus wona be... appRECIated. fully appRECIated.

"Toby??" I called out hesitantly

silence filled the air

until a deep brassy and oh so resonant voice whispered from beneath the electrical box pedestrian crossing. He emerged from the shadows.

"Nah clucks. ITS YA BOOOIOOOOIII"

I could smeel the cocaine radiating off his beak. Beside that oh so sexy septum piercing. luscious.

pov you're the omniscent