Chair and Table

sin

Table was returning tomorrow. Chair was so excited to see him. Cool wasn't as excited. It was late night and Chair and Cool were outside talking about Table.

"So uh. You really like Table don't you?" Cool asked.

"y-yeah of course. " She admitted.

"Don't you ever want...someone new?" He pushed on.

"What do you mean?" Chair insisted. Suddenly Cool pressed his cool plastic lips against Chair. Chair was in utter shock but she couldn't move away. She didn't want to. She kissed him back, ever harder. Cool got on top of Chair and kissed her roughly as she let out a soft moan.

"Do you want to do this?" Cool asked. Chair froze and gather her thoughts. She agreed and they began to do the shit that I aint about to write like damn bitch im 15 you expecting me to write Cool whipping out his dick and shit like hell no boy im a virgin ass mary excuse you.

After they committed sin they crept back into the Library, most of the objects knew what they did but didn't ask. The next morning there was a fast rumor going around about Chair and Cool. Chair was extremely worried that Table would react badly but Cool was there to cool her down. ((lmaogetit)

The Library was almost complete and all the objects were dreading the day the hoomans were allowed to come back. Not that much hoomans came anyways. It was only the rude teenagers who wanted to escape there parents or old men who wanted to know what a face book was.

Table entered the room as everyone gasped. He looked so polished. He was no longer full of scratches and marks. He looked like a new man. As the hoomans settled down Table, Chair almost began to cry.

"I told you I would come back" He said, wiping Chairs tear. She felt awful but this time not with guilt. Suddenly she puked up little pieces of wood. 

"H-Holy shit are you okay?!" He exclaimed, scared.

Chair and Cool looked at eachother.