°•○♡Gru x Icey Spicey♡○•°

Chapter 2: The date tehehe 😋😋❤️❤️💘💘

ok so after a quick 69 hour drive across the atlantic ocean i finally arrived at the KFC for me and my pookie wookie kookie lookie sookie bear to have an awesome and mighty scrumptious date and have a very fun time if ykwim. jk… unless… 👀👀

anyways i arrive at KFC and i get out of my car and i see the love of my life and his marshmallow ahh build. we walk up to each other and hug and i get a wiff of his ww2 gorilla glue ass pussy cologne.

“you look so bootiful tonight baba” he says while grinning and flaring his nostrils. “thank you gru daddy,” i say. as we walked into the kfc, i couldn’t help but hold his hand and imagine spending our entire lives with each other.

“what would you like to order?” the cashier says as we walk in. gru, with no hesitation, walks up and makes his order for him and icey spicey. “i’ll take a Double Triple Bossy Deluxe, on a raft, four-by-four animal-style, extra shingles with a shimmy and a squeeze, light axle grease, make it cry, burn it, and let it swim.”

after we order, we go and sit down as the cashier brings out a 69 inch long sandwhich and sets it on our table. we do not hesitate and glorp the entire fucking sandwhich down in two bites. “you’re so cute when you grah,” daddy gru says passionately, looking deep into my soul. “stop, you play too much,” i say cutely. “come on, just one grah.” he urges me. “grrah,” i finally say as we lean closer to each other, about to kiss.

just ass his pointy ass nose is about to touch my face, a lady walks in with a very angy look on her face.
“STOP YOU STUPID HOE.” she yells.