Trumperica

"Parties Are Bae"

Another Trump chapter! Hope you enjoy the stupidity!

Trump's POV

so there i was at another trumpist party in a big rich banquet hall for rich people with all my rich friends and my rich self. I was super bored cause everyone was talking about politics and i really hate politics. it's like "hello people, i'm here! you cant just start talking about stuff like politics that has nothing to do with the president of trumperica!!!" 

even leona started talking about some trumpist assembly junk with her friends gianna and elaina. but i forgave her because she was looking real nice in that dress.

*Leona*

i was casually looking around when i noticed the new trumpist, maddie udana, walk in with leona's sisters, leah and leticia. i walked over to them, curious. leona had told me a lot about maddie and i wanted to talk to her in person. 

Ah, you get to meet so many people at parties, and you dont have to work. parties are bae. 

"hi leticia!" i waved at the blonde seven year old as i passed her, flashing a creepy, disgusting smile. "youre so ADORABLE!!!" 

*Leticia*

she screamed and ran over to leona, grabbing her waist and hiding behind her back. 

"what's wrong with her?" i scowled.

"oh, mr. president, i'm so sorry! i believe i've forgotten to tell you that my youngest sister suffers from trumpophobia."

"trumpophobia?" i frowned. "that's a thing?" 

"yes," the head trumpist nodded. "doctors have classified it as a genuine medical condition. its defined as a morbid dread of you and your supporters."

"aww leticia you shouldnt be scared of me," i said softly. "i'm not going to hurt you! if you were a lowly, i'd cut you up into tiny pieces and feed you to your friends, but you're not a lowly! you're a perfect little trumpist!" 

"with all due respect mr. president, i think you've made it worse," maddie sighed, gently patting a quivering leticia's shoulder. 

"eh, maybe you're right," i sighed. "i guess i shouldn't have told a second grader about outside opportunities. youre really smart, maddie, you'd make a really good trumpist assembly member." 

"thank you," maddie beamed. 

*Maddie*

so many smart, awesome people at parties. parties are bae. 

suddenly my pleasant thoughts were interrupted when a bunch of tg's rushed into the room and i heard a loud 'BOOM'! 

"SOMEONE BOMBED TRUMP PLAZA 3!" one of the tg's yelled. "WE NEED TO EVACUATE THE INNER QUARTER OF TRUMP CITY!" 

"NOOOO MY BEAUTIFUL PLAZA!" I wailed as the tg's surrounded me and leona, leading us in opposite directions. it was pretty smart of them: that way, one accident couldnt kill both of us. 

"who bombed my lovely plaza?" i barked at the nearest tg as we rushed into a limo. "i will grind them up and feed them to the lowlies!!!" i screamed, using the only threat my tiny brain could ever think of. 

"perhaps it was mexicans, sir," the tg shrugged. 

"But they couldn't have gotten past my great wall of trump!" i fumed. 

"true," said another tg. "then maybe rebels." 

"REBELS? AGH!" I screamed, about to pull on my hair in frustration. but then i realized the hot glue wasn't that strong and my toupée would probably fall off. 

oh, what am i gonna do? 

"we need to get rid of the rebels somehow," i muttered to myself, pulling out my brand new iPhone 8s and texting leona. 

did you know the rebels are strong enough to attack in trump city? 

After a few seconds, she replied. 

I certainly wasn't expecting it, but they are growing stronger. However, they can't ever feasibly become strong enough to be a threat to us. 

I wasn't sure about that, we would need to be careful. 

Pssh, who needs to be careful when you can be TRUMPFUL?

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