(Another one with my fankids woohoo
Sugar Ribbons (They/She) is my Marshbow fankid, and Sugarplum (She/Her) is my Marshple fankid. Sugar Ribbons is the older sister, and Sugarplum is the younger one.)
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Marshmallow: 'Kay, girls, dinner's ready! *puts down food*
Sugar Ribbons: Oh, wonderful! You know, I was just saying that, "You know, tonight, for dinner, I hope we have a plate full of hot garbage."
Marshmallow: Oh, co- it's not garbage-
Sugar Ribbons: So, thank you!
Marshmallow: It's not garbage!
Sugar Ribbons: My dream has come true! Hey, Mom!
Marshmallow: What?
Sugar Ribbons: Do you know how to cook, or do you just now how to put trash in the oven and then put it on a plate?
Marshmallow: I cooked this meal for you!
Sugar Ribbons: Cuz that's what you did. This is garbage. You're a garbage person.
Sugarplum: Well, I like your dinner, Mommy!
Marshmallow: Thank you, Sugarplum!
Sugarplum: Can I have dessert?
Marshmallow: You can have dessert if you eat your dinner.
Sugarplum: ...Then I lied.
Marshmallow: Okay.
Sugarplum: Sugar Ribbons was right! You're a garbage object!
Sugar Ribbons: Hey, Mom, knock knock!
Marshmallow: I'm not playing this game.
Sugar Ribbons: Knock knock!
Marshmallow: *sigh* Who's there?
Sugar Ribbons: It's the police. They're here because you tried to poison your children with this garbage dinner.
Marshmallow: *nods* Very funny.
Sugar Ribbons: This is just- this is just hot garbage. Straight hot garbage!
Sugarplum: Bye, Mom! Have fun in jail!
Marshmallow: I'm not in trouble, because it's not garbage! It's dinner; I cooked it for you! Eat your dinner!
Sugar Ribbons: It's like: If a bucket of vomit could commit a hate crime, it would be this dinner.
Sugarplum: I bet if you took this hot garbage, threw it back in the garbage, the garbage would throw up.
Sugar Ribbons: It smells like a burning tire fire.
Marshmallow: *shakes head* Whatever.
Sugar Ribbons: It smells like the Devil tooted, lit it on fire, whispered a curse into it, and then sent it up here over the plate.
Marshmallow: Could you just take some bites?
Sugarplum: It smells like burning dog poop!
Marshmallow: Just EAT IT!
Sugar Ribbons: Do you like doing this? Do you like doing this to your children?
Sugarplum: *tearing up* Why do you do this to us?
Sugar Ribbons: Does it make you happy to feed garbage-
Sugarplum: *crying*
Sugar Ribbons: To your- to your children?
Marshmallow: EAT YOUR DINNER!!!!
Sugarplum: *groans*
Sugar Ribbons: Well, I gotta tell ya, I'm a Yelper, and you're not gonna get a good review.
Sugarplum: *sobs*
Sugar Ribbons: I'm gonna burn this place to the ground.
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FanfictionWARNING: The following contains harsh language and implied sexual content. May not be suitable for younger readers. Some of these just come into my mind and I decided to write them down
