A New Bug-Bob Duncan and Mr.Moseby Fanfiction

the idea

*BOB'S POV*

" I need it to rule the world." Moseby said.

WTF?!

"What do you mean?" I asked him, quoting my baby Justin B!

"I mean, I need the butter stick to rule the world. Bob, the butter stick has ultimate power."

Moseby stood up," If I get that stick, I'll be able to rule over everyone. When we were inside, I was planning on stealing the butter dick-"

I laughed, because that was HILARIOUS!!!!!

"I mean stick, oh you shut it." Moseby playfully hit me.

"I'm sorry, that was just SOOOOOOOOO funny, go on." I held my fat stomach.

"Anyway, I was planning on stealing the butter stick when the butter bitch was distracted, the plan after that was to steal the stick, run away before butter bitch noticed, and then go and rule the world............."Moseby hesitated," with you."

O MY BUTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!

He was planning on ruling the world with me, how sweet. #blessed

"I-well, I don't know what to say, Moseby."

Moseby sat back down,"call me Marion."

SQUEALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL OMG

After a few moments of silence, and me fangirling, Mos-Marion spoke up.

"Bob, please don't hate me." He sank down on the butter bench.

I looked at him with surprise, why would I ever hate him?

"Why would I ever hate you?" I questioned Marion.

"Well, when I said take over the world, I thought you would take it in a bad way..."

"oh."

"Bob, when I say I want to take over the world, I mean for the good" Marion sat up.

"Once I had that stick, I was going to try and run for office. With the power of that butter stick I was going to make butter homes for the homeless, and give butter to the hungry. With that butter stick, i was going to make a new butter mansion, bigger than butter bitch's, one where you could live in it too."

"Oh Marion, I would love to live in a butter mansion with you!" I said, hugging him.

Marion's face bright up, but then went back into a frown," but Bob, we'll never be able to do that, I haven't got the butter stick, it's still at butter bitch's house,"

I suddenly got a burst of energy from my head! What was that?

WAIT!!! I JUST GOT AN IDEA!!!!!!!!!!!

"Wait!!! Marion, I just got the best idea!!!" I cried out.

"What, what is it bob?" Marion asked, surprised that I actually came up with an idea.

"We NEED to get that butter stick, Marion" I stood up, " but it's still in the butter mansion."

Marion nodded, "yes, I think we know that."

"If it's still in the butter mansion, and we need it, we have to get it from the butter mansion."

"Which means?" Marion rose an eyebrow.

"Which means that we need to get into the butter mansion, and I know exactly how to."

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*MARION'S POV*

I followed Bob around the butter trees to the side of the butter mansion.

I still didn't know how we were going to get in, let alone if this shit was even possible.

Bob lead me over to a window at the side of the butter mansion, and we looked inside.

The mansion looked WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY different than a few hours ago when Bob and I were inside. The butter columns were covered with multi-coloured party streamers, and there were string lights hanging everywhere. I could see that butter bitch barking commands at the maids, who were hurrying around setting up tables with many different foods and desserts.

Those fucking sluts.

Bob licked his lips when he saw the plate of donuts.

Bob is such a fatass, but he's MY fatass. I licked my lips while saying that, just sayin'

"Sooooooooo, what exactly is the point of this?" I asked Bob, because I still didn't know what the hell we were doing.

"Look," Bob pointed at the walls inside," butter bitch is having a party!"

I looked at the sign that was put on the wall and gasped,

BUTTER DEEN'S BUTTER PARTY!!

was written in butter.

O MY GOD!!!!!

THAT FUCKING SLUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How dare she not invite me to a party!!!!!!!!

"OMG!!! She's having a party!" My jaw dropped.

"I KNOW!!! A PARTY WITH FOOD AND DESSERTS!!!" Bob turned to me.

"Sooooooooo, because she's having a big party we-?"

I was still wondering what we were doing stalking the butter bitch.

"Tonight when all the guests come for the butter party, we will sneak in, and run and steal the butter stick." Bob said, " before you can say butter we'll be out with the butter stick!"

I nodded my head, it actually was a good idea. We would sneak in and then out with the butter stick.

Once we had the butter stick Bob and I would live in our own butter mansion, and use the butter stick for the good!

"Bob!!! That's a great idea!!!" I hugged him.

"Now, we'll just have to wait an hour before the party starts, then we'll make our way in."

We looked back inside the butter mansion through the window, continuing to watch the butter bitch plan her shitty little party.

Maybe I could still rule the world after all.