You are a widow, my little pony-loving, tuna fish-eating, gluten-free, and longing for a new love. Suddenly the perfect man you had been searching for shows up with a bang. He proved to be everything your heart had been longing for... and more. But...
You suddenly hear Careless Whisper playing outside your house and an obnoxious whirring while you are praying. You get up and look out your window to see a boombox on your front lawn and a tall lean man decked in a green suit with a mask that resembles a goblin. He gets on a hoverboard-like machine and starts to fly up to your window with a bouquet of red roses in his hand. "Hey," he says bringing his hand up to scratch his neck. "Would you mind if I blow up your house and such? "
"of course not..." you whisper breathlessly as the attractive man hovers outside your quaint bedroom. Embarrassed by your less than ideal clothes, you quickly cover yourself with a quirky blanket before he notices your My Little Pony Pajamas.
His green abs were accentuated by the green leather suit and his sharp jawline looked so intricately carved into the metallic green mask that you thought it must have been sculpted by the gods. You were almost sad to see him change out of the suit until you saw what was underneath.
"My Little Pony Pajamas? I love My Little Pony!" He rips off his suit to reveal himself in a matching PJ set, bright pink and my little pony themed just like yours
(POV Your matching pajama set)
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You squeal in delight and throw ur quirky blanket off, "I was just about to watch a marathon event! My nephew is making snacks downstairs for us!"
"Lets go gets some, I think he is making sandwiches." The goblin man lifts his leg up over the windowsill and tumbles in leaving his strange machine floating outside.
You grab his perfectly shaped hand and lead him down your elegant staircase to your nephew. As you enter the kitchen doorway, you feel his grip on your hand tighten. "Peter!" you called out, "we have a guest!"
"Oh" Peter muttered his eyes darting both to you and your guest. He then starts quickly stuttering " I- uh-I forgot to collect my biology homework. I better go get it. Bye!" He then darted out the front door oddly forgetting his backpack.
Confused, you led your newfound pajama mate through the massive dark oak doorway into your humongous kitchen. "you have a beautiful kitchen" he said squeezing your hand. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach and you blushed as you replied "t-thank you I like to cook"
"forgive him for his rather sudden departure. teenage boys and all" you wave off the awkward moment, moving towards the marble counter where a plate of scrumptious tuna sandwiches and other delicious, mouth-watering snacks await"I hope you like gluten-free"
"You know me so we'll" he replied "I'm allergic to gluten" you looked into his eyes and knew. He was the one. As you ate your gluten-free tuna fish sandwiches you realized that you had more chemistry with this strange goblin man than you ever had with your late husband. As you finished cleaning up the tuna fish stains you both had spilled on the carpet you called over to him "why don't you wait upstairs and get the movie started!" It was Beverly Hills Chihuahuas 3 your favorite.
As you sat down next to the handsome stranger you met not even an hour ago, it seemed as though your body was gravitating towards the man's magnetic pull. You leaned your head on his broad shoulder, and he lovingly ran his fingers through your hair. You tilted your head upwards to get lost in those swampy eyes, and suddenly, your eyes landed on those luscious goblin lips. Instinctively, you leaned forward before you could even comprehend what you were about to do.
Although before that could happen the sound of breaking wood and glass interrupts your antics. You zip your head around and find yet another masked stranger except this one was decked in blue, red, and black instead of an intoxicating vibrant green. The handsome stranger next to you wraps his arms around you shielding you from the debris.
"S-spiderman?" you cried out in confusion as you began to make out his slender silhouette through the dust and debris. The goblin man stood up letting go of his embrace. "Spiderman. So we meet again."
(Note from the writers here sorry to leave you on a cliff hanger but we will be back with more GILF tomorrow)
