(ok so bit of explanation an here: basically I was looking for ideas and found this story generator that had me put in a lot of information. after spending about 5 minutes putting it in it came up with whatever this chaotic mess is. I decided to copy and paste it here sense I lost brain cells reading it and thought you guys should suffer with me. enjoy)
sun was thinking about moon again. moon was a hilarious carer with spiky fingers and solid ankles.
sun walked over to the window and reflected on his bright surroundings. He had always loved cheery daycare with its bright, brawny ballpit, toys. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel ecstatic.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a hilarious figure of moon .
sun gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a funny, caring, fizzy faze drinker with skinny fingers and tall ankles. His friends saw him as a gentle, gigantic giant. Once, he had even rescued an ice-dancing chicken from a burning building.
But not even a funny person who had once rescued an ice-dancing chicken from a burning building, was prepared for what moon had in store today.
The rain hammered like shouting kittens, making sun active. sun grabbed a tattered barel that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As sun stepped outside and moon came closer, he could see the deep glint in his eye.
moon gazed with the affection of 5299 cowardly kind kittens. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a resolution." (the ai wants sun x moon???)
sun looked back, even more active and still fingering the tattered barel. "moon, I love you," he replied.
They looked at each other with confident feelings, like two kind, knobby kittens walking at a very kind accident, which had classical music playing in the background and two articulate uncles skipping to the beat. (where did that come from?)
Suddenly, moon lunged forward and tried to punch sun in the face. Quickly, sun grabbed the tattered barel and brought it down on moon's skull. (uhh)
moon's spiky fingers trembled and his solid ankles wobbled. He looked concerned, his emotions raw like a cloudy, cold computer.
Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later moon was dead.
sun went back inside and made himself a nice drink of fizzy faze.
THE END
(I SWEAR I DONT LIKE SUN X MOON IT WAS THE AI)
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sun and moon show oneshots
Fanfictiononeshots about the yt channel: sun and moon show. warnings: this does have spelling and grammar mistakes along with a bit of gore I would recommend you dont read the first few oneshots. I was still figuring things out with writing at that time
