Washington took Quincy's wrinkly-dinkly hand and led him along with the rest to Trumps office. "What's with the oddly chair shaped hole in the window," Quincy asked. Biden hadn't noticed that before, Obama rolled his eyes.
"Doesn't matter," Abrababe said, rolling out a whiteboard from the corner of the room, "what matters is that we come up with a plan. We needed your help, we know you speak Alien. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, you could also tell us what Donald may be planning."
"Well, write down the facts. He gathered us all for a meeting. He claims to need more oil. He's an alien. What else?"
The presidents remained silent for a moment.
"I mean, he did try to kill me, well, succeeded to kill me," Biden spoke. "Yeah, me too," Obama scoffed. "Okay, succeeded to kill US," Biden corrected.
"But for what," Quincy questioned, "it makes no sense..."
"Unless," a familiar voice said behind the door.
The group all turned to look at this mysterious man. The door knob rustled, and slowly creaked open, revealing the man they expected the least.
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♡ Presidential Feelings • Biden × Trump × Obama ♡
FanfictionJoe Biden has always been a shy Omega. When he takes office for the first time, he can't help but admire the previous president before him. However, life isn't as perfect as he had planned it to be. Who really is Trump? Follow along with this Sati...
