• Chapter 17 ; Unexpected Guest •

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   The handle rustled. The old wooden door creaked open. The room hushed down. The door slowly revealed the identity of this mystery man. But much to their shock, this mystery man was no man... it was two.

  Richard Nixon and Harry Truman; the ultimate duo. They were like peas in a pod. Their presidencies were close but they were closer.

   "Unless.. it does make sense," Richard smirked

"Richie... TruTru? Why did you two follow us.." Biden questioned. "Yeah you gays weren't invited to our party, maybe you didn't get the memo?" Obama sarcastically joked.

"I wouldn't act so snarky ObamaBoo. There's a new bitch in town, and that amazing bitch is me," Nixon grinned, Truman laughed. Obama stood there slightly offended, yet silenced.

"As I was saying, there's a pattern to Trump's actions. I know a thing or two about scandals but this is more than just a scandal, this was a plan."

"What are you saying Rich," Abraham Lincoln said, tightening his grip around his top hat.

"I'm saying there was a pattern to everything, a purpose. He didn't want oil for no reason. It makes no sense for him to kill Biden and Obama for nothing. Nothing alighns. Unless... He wanted that oil so badly that nothing would have come between him and it."

"Wait I'm stupid you lost me," Kennedy said.

"He's saying that Trump wants oil BECAUSE he's an illegal alien." Truman responded.

"Yes, that, thank you TruTru. Ahem, anyways. Trump being an illegal alien and all means that he doesn't belong here. What would an alien need oil for. And that, men, is where I'm stumped." Nixon sighed.

The men all stopped to think. Not long after, the silence was broken.

  Reagan smirked. "You know.. I think this calls for another Presidential meeting,"

  All the presidents looked around with faces of approval.

  Just like that, a third meeting was in session.

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