Y/n is a not like other girls. She hates boys and men, and thinks they are stinky. That is, until she meets Lil' Buc-ee at the skate park. And then she meets Caney at the mall. And then she meets her childhood best friend Geico Lizard. And then she...
"Lil' Buc-ee!" I gasped. I haven't seen Lil Buc-ee since the dark ages, when I used to be the quirkiest girl in all of 2nd grade. No one understood me. I was too different. I tucked my long, flowing curly red hair behind my petite, egg-shaped ear with many piercings because I was not like other girls. "Hey shawty, how've you been? Actually I don't care because I hate women." Lil' Buc-ee said with a snarl. "I REALLY hate women. Heart been broke so many times I don't know what to believe 😟". "Does that include me?" I said pathetically. "Of course." He said. He continued to kick me across the skate park and I broke 768 bones. I got up and sang the song of my people. "T-t-t-t-his is my f-f-f-ff-f-fight song!" Every boy in the skate park looked my way in awe. I was a hit! Little buckie came up to me and demanded that I kiss him. I said no cuz I was a bad bee. I flipped him my pinkie finger because I would never stick up the no-no finger because my parents told me not to. I walked away in my Nirvana shirt and blue jean shorts.
Lil' Buc-ee's POV-
I watched her walk away in her tight fitting sage green crop top and khakis. She was just the girl I wanted. But no. I couldn't be thinking like this. I was Lil' Buc-ee, and I HATED women. As I was walking back to my skateboard, a short stubby guy who was around 6'5 walked up to me. "That chick was SPICY, man!" He said while sporting a malicious grin. I couldn't believe other low-life men were trying to slide up on MY women. I turned to him and punched him so hard that he flew over the skatepark fence. I ran over to him and threw him in the nearby river. I saw him floating, so I knew he didn't die. I ran back to the skate park and put my headphones in. I turned on CORPSEHUSBAND's new song, and jammed out. "Choke me like you hate me but you love me" I sang. My singing was so beautiful that every girl from the nearby mall walked over to me in a trance and asked for my autograph. But I hate women so I pulled out my sniper rifle and 360 noscoped them. I laughed and brushed my fingers through my fluffy, voluminous, voluptuous, segsey hair.
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