Irl jeff pov: Hello readers. I'm in bed, sick and have a migraine, so I decided to be a rock and write. Ok baiii
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Zoey pov: the breakfast looked delicious. I tasted the bacon. It was good, eggs, they were ok. Toast, a little to crispy. But good.
Cupa pov: I lost my trance when jeff wove his hand in my face. " hello? Housecleaning! " he said in a deep, dutch accent. I laughed to this and ate. I wondered how jeff thought of me. Did he like someone else? Why do I feel jealous when he talks to andr. Is this love? Is this hate? Hey I think it's what I ate? ' cupa stop making the random poetry. Cupa: sowwy I stop... or will i? DUN DUN DUUUUUN! ' I walked away to a corner waving my finger for jeff to follow.
Jeff pov: I felt weary. Like she would ask how I felt. I felt fine. ' until I 'couched ' up my lungs while talking to superbuddy200.... ' " how do you feel about me? " she asked. ' she feelin' sassy! ' I thought. "Uhh. What's this about exactly? " I asked. " do you like me or not? Yes or no? Tell me tell me tell me! " i got a little bit annoyed. " uhh, I'll think about it. " i said.
DUN DUN DUUUUUN! cliff hanger! Try to find out what happens next? Does jeff like her? Does cupa find true love? Find out next me on...!
Jeff and cupa: it's not a cartoon writer!
Irl jeff: cough cough
Cupa: wha? * cough * well crap, we are sick now. Thanks alot writer!
Irl jeff: my pleasure, freinds.
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Fanfictiona story about a american fighter pilot who was flying in his mustang. then the g forces went up to the point of teleportation. this was.never known by the 20th century.
