Burnt Rice X Elon Musk

Chapter 4

That moment when Elon had kissed Burnt Rice was when he really fell in love. Burnt rice blushed even harder this time, his eyes darting around the cold, dark void. "T-thanks, I guess," Burnt Rice nervously stuttered. "No need to thank me, being here with me is enough of a thank you," Elon said. As soon as he said that, they both started immediately falling towards earth which makes literally no sense because gravity from earth shouldn't be affecting them because they're in space lol.

Anyways Elon smirked and said "pee pee poo poo caca L+Ratio+Bozo+no bitches?" Burnt Rice was absolutely flabbergasted by what Elon had just said. So much so in fact that he had been influenced to piss his tutu himself. The exact moment the piss had soaked through his cheap walgreens generic brand tutu, him and Elon landed safe back on earth. "Wait how awe we still awive?" Burnt Rice asked rhetorically.

"It's because I'm a material gworl and I covered the ground with thousands of pounds of fresh mutton to cushion our fall," Elon said, even though he knew the younger male wasn't looking for an answer. Burnt Rice looked down at his freshly urine soaked tutu and started crying, soaking his tutu in an ungodly combination of tears and piss. In an attempt to cleanse himself of the forbidden cocktail, he begins to roll around in the massive cushioning pile of mutton. Hus plan didn't go as expected, as he only became more moist (and mutton scented) with the meat juice.