Bubby counties to countlessly scrolls through various dating discord servers filled with e girls. (Bubby was a closeted homosexual in denial) Kiwi was the admin of one these servers "the Velvet kiwi". Kiwi was a the discord pimp. She was a predator bubby wouldn't be aware of till it was too late. (Probably)
After bubby feels the void of her daily life she head downstairs. She gets a wiff of what appears to smell like low quality microwaved meat. "Did someone forget there food?" She thought. She heads further into the kitchen. The smell strengthen further and further. In front of her was this woman. "Aola soy kiwi" the woman said. (Bubby doesn't know what she's saying because she's Midwestern) "who are you and why do u bring that atriocus odor along with you"? She asked her. "Oh jts a gift for you my dear. You see I'm kiwi KIWIKIWI KIWI KIWI X100" she says happily. Bubby gives as a distraught face and says" a gift for me?". "While yes you have been working hard ain't ya" says kiwi. "I suppose so" bubby answers back.
Kiwi hands a tim Hortons bag to bubby. Bubby smiles as she opens to see a microwave. The microwave has a little pastry inside of it. The smell seems to come from there. "Thank you! But what is this?!" She asks. "That's a Canadian Delicacy Spotted Dick. It comes from britian!!" Kiwi responds.
Bubby didn't look past the smell she bit into right away! "It tastes like meat?" Asks bubby. "Oh yea I think I messed up the ingredients" kiwi says. Even if bubby just consumed possibly human flesh she was just happy it was for her.
"I have to go now. I have to go play ice hockey now" says kiwi as she fades away in the dusty air surrounding the room. The microwave is the only thing left of kiwi. Bubby had a fondness for kiwi in a friendly way. She didn't know much of her but she knew kiwi would have her back if she needed it.
The microwave seems to be wireless. A bit odd but she doesn't mind. The flaws remind bubby of herself and what attributes she lacks. She feels a sense of fimilar comfort. A comfort of her truck but this comfort feels wrong. However in the heat of the moment all that feels wrong suddenly right.
The microwave seems to be wireless. A bit odd but she doesn't mind. The flaws remind bubby of herself and what attributes she lacks. She feels a sense of fimilar comfort. A comfort of her truck but this comfort feels wrong. However in the heat of the moment all that feels wrong suddenly right.
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Radical Love
FanfictionWhen a average American love story takes a turn up north to the Canadian rockies 😳 and fails just like how I failed my 10 th grade French class.
