Obama opens up the front door to reveal a large, cavernous entry hall. I gape at the diamond encrusted chandalear, I had forgotten to get a good look at the place when I was blindly runnign to jefreys side.
I see a big spiral stair case which leads to the second floor. Im running around looking at all these amazing things when i walk through a large set of doors to find a big ballroom with marble floors. Wow i think hes really yheffing rich... a sugar daddy? I laugh at the realization hes my new daddy. GRMM.
"Whats so funny, darling?" The hot brown man questions.
"MMMhmmm Daddy mmhmm-" I attempt to stop myself.
WAPAMBA Obama thrust his arm against the wall, pinning me against it.
I feel my face burn red.
"S-stop obamba.... W-hhy can't I control my words when Im around you...." I saw gazing down at his stomach which had been slightly revealed by the upward movement of his arm.
"You see my precious kitten, a long long long time ago I met a woman she was quite beautiful but sickly lass. When I first met her she began to make such extravagant strange noises. The wise woman of our quant town explained that I had met my true love."
Obama looked off in the distance as he spoke and I felt a rise of jealousy flow through me, who is this other woman I thought, but I continuesd listenig.
"The wise woman told me that my one soulmate would make a series of strange noises ( aggressive moaning) whenever they were near me and that they would be the only one. Not long after she had told me that the woman who I had made my wife passed on. I lived many, many years in a depression thinking I would never see her again, but alas... I met you."
I look up at obama wide eyed and feel tears well up. W-hat does this mean. I feel him pull me into an embrace.
"Ngh" I mumble quityl
It doesn't matter... all that matters is him. I wrap my arms around my soulmate, warmth spreading through my whole boday from his embrace. I lift my head and kiss his cheek, his 5 o'clock shadow scuffing my lips. He smiles at me with such genuine happiness.
"MGGHH OBA-OBAMA" I shout like I never have before.
"Call me Barack baby," he says with a smirk. He grabs my hand and begins leading me up the tall staircase. He pushes open a door to reveal a familiar place. It's the bedroom I had woken up in before.
"We should get ready for bed now kitten," Obama says running his fingers through my hair getting caught on the tangles since I havnt showered in.. a while. I look to the right of me and see... MY PARENTS(the cardboard cutouts) I run over to them and tell them I missed them then return to obama's side in bed.
"Goodnight my cookie" I say to him lovingly.
"Wait kitten, there's something I wanna do first," Obama says smirking at me. He plants a kiss on my forehead then reaches for underneath his pillow. He pulls out.. M-my sock puppets??
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An Ode to Obama-chan
Fanfiction"Wakey Wakey kitten," he say his voice utmost decadent. "AA" I exclaim as I jump from my seat. " M-mr O-obama, I-i was j-just-" he interrupts me "Its fine kitten I just thought I should let you knoe that works ovr, ill see you this week i hope?" he...
