You laid on the couch, fingers dragging against the hard wood floor. It was a hot Summer day and you were bored. You couldn't leave your house because of Covid-19. You wished you had someone to visit you, but all of your friends caught Covid for doing the toilet licking challenge.
"Theres nothing to do..." You moaned, grabbing a towel and wiping the sweat off of your brow.
"I wish I had a friend to visit me." You said as you looked at the ceiling.
Sighing, your head sank deeper into the couch pillow. The couch then began to vibrate. You shrugged it off, thinking maybe you were having a heat stroke. The entire house then began to shake.
"Alright what's going on?" You wondered outloud.
A loud crashing sound made you fall off of the couch. You tried to look up but dust got in your eyes. You rubbed them vigorously, ridding them of the house powder. A wide, hulking figure stood in the doorway. Well, it was more of a wall way. A wide, hulking figure stood in the hole in the wall. You shook with fear, until you heard the very familiar voice.
"OH YEAH!"
"Kool Aid Man?" You asked.
"Oh yeah." He replied. He was not only your idol but also your childhood crush. You remember purposely watching ads so that you could see his beautiful, glorious face.
"What are you doing here?" You asked him.
"Oh yeah." He told you.
You had watched so many Kool Aid ads that you had learned how to speak oh yeah. He said that you needed a friend, so he came to your calling. The two of you stared at each other. Then you decided to play Among Us. And that's how you became friends. But overtime you've redeveloped that crush you once had on him. His shining pitcher and juice, sweeter than honey. Those black, cartoon like eyes had drawn you in. You didn't know if he liked you back or not, however. He had been staying at your house to pay off for the damage he caused on the day of your meeting. Now was the day he was packing to leave.
"Kool Aid Man?" You asked him.
"Oh yeah?" He replied. You held you breath. You wanted so badly to confess but were so scared of rejection.
"I want to talk to you about something." You said. You took him by the hand and lead him to a smaller, soundproof room. If you were going to confess, you didn't want anyone else hearing it.
"Oh yeah." He said.
"You're right. It is a bit claustrophobic. But I need a soundproof room." You told him. Taking a deep breath, you basically screamed it to him.
"I LIKE YOUR JUICE!" He just stared at you.
"Oh yeah?" He was very confused.
"Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to say that." You face palmed.
"I like your lips." He smirked. Wait, he didn't say oh yeah??????11????1?1?
"My what?" You asked. He leaned in and touched your lips with his fingers.
"Do you mind?" He asked.
"Uhhh... N-no." You said.
He then kissed you. That's it. Not very passionatly, as if he was hiding something. But you practically died anyway. Your excitement drive him to push deeper into the kiss. A bit too deep... He pushed you into his large mouth. You found yourself trapped inside his juice.
"WHATS GOING ON??" You yelled.
Opening your mouth to talk was bad. Juice filled your lungs and began to dissinigrate your body. You turned into juice yourself, now joining with the Kool Aid Man and all of the other victims who had a crush on him.
"Oh yeah!" Kool Aid Man said, beginning to head towards the White House. Joe Biden was next.
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