Chapter 21-back at the bobyard pt.2

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last time on bob duncan and donald trump the soap opera (it's not accurate but oh well):

"yee mtherfckr." yee said holding a gun.

back to the future *copyright everywhere* dangit jim

Donald looked at Yee, who was holding a shotgun menacingly, aiming it at the politician's chest. Then suddenly a message popped up on Trump's phone. It was from Namjoon. Trump looked at the pictures.

"WHOA THAT IS BIGGA THAN A BUG THATS FO SHO" Trump yelled. Yee looked at the pictures and dropped the shotgun sadly. It still shot Trump because the safety was off or some shet. (idek how guns work so deal w it) The moral of this story is don't play with guns if you're a dinosaur addicted to alphabet soup and some of that coke. if u know what i mean.

"Yee." Yee said sadly, tears falling down his scales. He watched as Donald was dead af on the ground, not caring anymore about this terrible being. Suddenly, a bald eagle came and swooped down, pecking at Donald with such anger it nearly was as much as Yee's feelings. Which, if you didn't know, was extremely mad.

Bob opened the door to see a dead af Donald getting attacked by an eagle. He saw the gun. He saw Namjoon's noods. He also saw an angry af Yee. He took Yee inside, handing the dinosaur some microwave dino food because he was too lazy being himself.

Bob was scrolling through some social media site. But suddenly, there was a profile:

AMY CENA.............................................................................................

Bob remembered about his dumb kids. Where were they? Did John adopt them? He wondered if they were dead. Still, he didn't give a diddly darn about his children with Amy like how Uncle Vernon didn't give two rat's tails about Potter's well being. He had Yee, who was currently pissing on the couch. But he felt lonely, as his only companion was a dinosaur who said 'yee' and nothing else. He felt himself kind of being sad about what Donald used to be. He saw Donald spinning like it was 1965 from the corner of his eye. The love was so sweet it made him a sad pepe. He wanted to go back to the world he had. It was the world he'd been dreaming of.

Meanwhile outside, Donald's body disappeared with a snap. The eagle, Uncle Sam, was confused. He left because he didn't give a single crap. He found himself back with Mr. Moseby, who started crying. He thought Donald was gone with the wind, just like his ugly toupee. But wonderful people like him only get the worst in life unfortunately.

The End

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