Burnt Rice X Elon Musk

Chapter 2

Once he arrived at the dance compitition center, he realized that when he went unisycling he forgot to wear shoes. "I'm skwewd," he thought for a moment. "Ok, chill bestie. There's probably something you can do." He looked around the storge room for size 7 pointe shoes, but the closest he could find were a 6. He treid them on, but they wouldn't fit. He didn't realize it, but they were 15 minutes away from performing. The dance instructer had sent Candace to go look for him. When she found him in the storage room, she said " What are you doing in here? Were about to perform!" "I forgot my pointe shoes so I went to see if they had any in my size but the closest they had were a six." "Oh that sucks! What size are you?" "...What do you mean by that?..." " You stunad polpette! You are so dirty minded! I mean shoe size!" "...Oh. I'm a 7." "Well today's your lucky day! I'm also a 7 and i always carry extra!" Burnt rice slowly looked Candace in the eyes, as if she were a glimmering ray of hope. He put on the pointe shoes and left thestorage room with Candace. When they met up backstage, the dance instucter told them, "Remember, imbrace the fergie." They went on stage and they begun their dance number and at first, it was going well. burnt rice was the center of attention, which was the exact oppisite of what he thought. But them, the unimagineable happened. His mini skirt fell down, taking his tights with it. The only thing hiding his "length" were his womens' underwear. Unluckily for him, they were lose, and the air conditioning was espectially strong. Under these surcumstances, they as well fell to the floor, leaving his junk exposed.