it was a cold, dark, gloomy night in scotland. macbeth was named the hero of the battle, and he was on his way home to his beloved castle, with horseback and banquo behind him. on the way there, he stumbled upon 3 witches...
"took u long enough dinnit, macbeth?" the first witch spoke, startling the tired man.
"huh?" he responded, "ok i pull up, hop out at the afterparty," he continued.
"macbeth, calm it," banquo intercepted. "listen to these people,"
"baso, macbethy boy, u gon get riiiiiiiiiich," the second witch commented. "king and shi, u get me bruv?"
"and you, bank, ca-ching, you're sons probs gonna be king y'know." the third witch summarised.
"maybe, just maybe, love is in the air, oooooooh"
"what are these people saying, banquo?"
"you're going to become king, i'm going to be the father of some kings, and that one of us will be in love...?"
"yuh, bruv, u got its now," the witches said in unison. "fair is foul and foul is fair, that kinda peng ting,"
the witches then disappeared and were no more, leaving the scottish army discombobulated.
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macbeth x banquo
Fanfictionwhat happens when macbeth and banquo get a little bit too close when seeing the witches?? (modern day language)
