Super Kawaii Anime Love Story (mama a girl behind YOU💜)

The start of it all.

  International Shower with a Friend Day was coming up soon. 3 days. Holy shit. Adelle was losing her shit. Literally. Its coming out.

"O-ough... oh my god... it won't stop..." Adelle groaned loudly. "It keeps flooding out of me! And I can't do anything about it!!"

But.... heh. We're getting ahead of ourselves. Let's take a B L A S T ! to the past to figure out why...

Adelle gazed at evil crumbl cookie® with the affection of vicodin Sinister Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecued Blue Pill Bottles. She leaned into evil crumbl cookie® and whispered in a hushed tone, "i love you and i want a 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽. You dont have to be 𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 anymore." Adelle brushed away evil crumbl cookie®'s golden, crumbly locks behind their ear and stared daringly into their eyes.

"It takes a BLAST to BIRTH an ITALIAN."

Adelle then laid on the ground and spread her legs, a baby IMMEDIATELY ricocheting OUT OF HER BOOTYHOLE. A sonic BOOOM filled the air and smoke fogged her vision.

As the smoke cleared, Adelle could only focus on one thing in front of her: The Bootyhole Express.

"Choo choo! We're on the Bootyhole Express, ready to chug along to the communal showers for the beloved holiday, 'Shower with a Friend Day!'"

The Italian newborn discreetly crawled to nearby traffic where numerous automobiles were strewn about. As the Italian newborn looked around this bustling area, it noticed a strange looking child tickler frolicking about. The child tickler noticed the Italian newborn and slanted towards it.

"Oh, my. Little baby! Does it need help looking for something?" The random child tickler inquired.

"Why yes I do, in fact, I am looking for a car to finagle. Goo goo ga ga, I must add." The Italian newborn burped.

"My, is that so..? Well then..." DR. GREGORY HORSE. gestures vaguely in a direction. "You'll find them under there."

The Italian newborn tilted its head in confusion. "I JUST ATE AN AMONG US HAPPY MEAL AT 3 AM!" The baby takes a small sip of the yellow tinted drink, savoring the incredibly sour, yet 𝓯𝓾𝓷𝓴𝔂 tang of it. "I DO NOT SEE A CAR UNDER THERE. MAY I ASK UNDER WHERE?"


DR. GREGORY HOUSE snickers and smuckles and smumbles. "Made you say... UNDERW-"

BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTFFFFFFFFFFFF"WELCOME TO THE PANIC ROOM, DR. GREGORY HOUSE."
The Italian newborn's booty cheeks lick DR. GREGORY HOUSE.