Bernie and Donald had been dating ever since they found out they were both running for president. Despite their many differences, they fell in love. Bernie was much older and weaker, but Donald kept him going. It was kept a secret, so they had to be quiet when they expressed their love. It would be an embarrassment to either of them and both could lose on Election Day.
Usually, they pretend to be enemies, but at home when they're alone, they're making out. Bernie's smaller, wrinkled body on top of Trump's larger, orange one. It's quite a site. Anyways, today, they were spending their day at home. "Darling," Bernie called. His deep, sexy voice ringing through Donald's ears. "Coming!" Donald sprinted out into the room, nearly falling on top of Bernie. Their lips connected and they began yet another heated makeout session. It got even more heated, but they were soon interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
When it opened, Marco Rubio, Hillary Clinton, and Ted Cruz stood in shock. Their eyes were wide, except for Ted's because he liked watching this kind of stuff. "I knew it!" Hillary giggled, pulling out her phone. She began taking selfies with Donald and Bernie in the background. Ted awkwardly left because he had gotten a little flustered from the scene. Marco began laughing and soon, the whole situation went public.
Needless to say, on Election Day, Bernie became president and Donald became the First Gentlemen.
