Donald loses the election (Gasp)

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A/N So im writing this in my room, school starts again tommorow, not looking forward to that... my mental health has been dying recently, and i think this is the result

My grammar is shit, language is foul, and I almost never finish a fic, but here we are.
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Donald POV
"- and the winner of the election this year is... Bad boy Joe Biden!!!"

Cheers urupted around the globe as they celebrated Joe's victory. Everyone cheered at their new president. Everyone except Donald.

See, he and Bad Boy Biden used to be dating, until Donald walking in on him having the smeggsy times with Barry B Benson!!!

Ever since then, Joe had been taking every opportunity to ruin Trump's life, including running for president against him. I suppose thats what Bad Boys do.

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1 day later, Donald is sitting alone in his room. The sheets are cold and lonely, the walls white and supreme, the carpet stained with his tears.

"I- I- I- I- I hate you Joe! UWU!" He cried as he sobbed into his rock hard pillow. Rock hard like Joes abs! Tears poured from his pretty eyes. He could see Joe everywhere. And he hated it.
He hated all of it.

Pulling away from the sheets and his bed, he fled down the stairs of his home. Grabbing his keys and wallet, tears still flowing boundlessly from his glowing orbs. It was time for a change.

No more Joe, no more pink, no more happiness. Once he buys the supplies he needs... Uwu Catboy Donald Trump will become #broken #emo Donald Trump.

Jumping into his fluro pink car with cat ears, Trump started the car. Tearing down the driveway, his makeup smudged down his face.

His hopes and dreams of becoming president and living beside his husband Joe were crushed in mere moments. A tendril of hate and hurt had wrapped its way around his heart. He would never love again.

Coming to a stop outside the local walmart, he opened the car door and stepped out. This was his new beginning, his fresh start as a new man. And then his world went black.

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Alvin POV
His men walked into the room dragging the prisoner behind them. He had blond hair like bird shit, cat ears of a 4 yr old, a pink croptop most suited to a 16 yr old girl. He was the most stunning person Alvin had ever laid eyes on. So small and petite.

"Sir, we have Donald, he'll be perfect for leverage against Joe," the shorter of the men said. Alvin could hardly focus from the stunning orange babe infront of him.

"Ah, yes thank you Farquad, have him locked inside my room," he demanded in his super deep smeggsy commander voice. Then two men nodded and pulled Trump in the direction of his room.

He had sent them to kidnap Trump so he had leverage to use against Bad Boy Joe. If he could get the president to hand him the nuclear bomb pass codes, then he would be unstopable.

He picked up the phone beside him with his super, big, rough, calloused hands and dialed the presidents number.

"Who is it? This is Joe biden the president," stated the voice on the end of the reciever.

"I have Donald Trump locked up, if u want him back th-" Laughter from Joe cut him off.

"Keep him!! As if i'd want that thing back hahahahahahahaha!" Joe turned off the phone.

What a cruel man, thought Alvin to himself. And why wouldn't he want the beautiful Donald Trump to be safe? He would get to the bottom of this.

A/N Its rlly short bcs im brain dead and a wave of tiredness just hit me. Anyway this is the taste test, choose to continue or drop it. I woukd drop it but you can read on if u like. When i upload again. Which might be while.

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