Obama was sitting in one of his edible chairs, sipping a bottle of ramune. He was watching glitter farts on tv.
Suddenly, his phone rang. It was his long term boyfriend, Bo Jiden, calling about the chair shipment. Donald Trump tried one and just HAD to have six hundred of his own.
This business was a success after all!
He had originally made it up when he was high on crack one night, and Elon Musk had the audacity to think it was a good idea. Now here he was, with sixteen thousand edible chairs that he didn't even want. Man, was his future this bleak??
A knock came at the door.
It was YN, delivering food from the Slay Girlypop Nyan Neko Sugar Girl uwu Nya Rawr Gay Fox Furry Femboy Unholy Neko Cat Cafe, with a bright smile on their face.
"Hey Obama!!! Here's your strawberry pie, strawberry cake, pudding, strawberry sundae, matcha mochi, kuma puffs, bread and cherry buns! That'll be $5.99. I missed you dude! how's life treating you with the chair thing?"
"It's been fine. Thanks for the food. "
He closed the door, and sat down to eat his dinner.
Meanwhile, trump came home late after stopping by at one of Kim Jong's drag shows, but a certain person was waiting for him at the dinner table.
An angry person.
She walked up to him, fire in her eyes.
"Donald Francis Trump.
"Where were you?!"
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obama x trump x biden x kim jong un x putin x reader
Non-FictionThey loved eachother. at the same time. This totally won't get scandalous, witty, and ✨spicy✨
