"... and now there are three marshmallows living in my house like frickin fricks and I don't know what 2 do m89." Earmuffs told Soccermom while on the phone. "Dnt bee a bich abut it m9. It be no biggie broseph." Soccermom said while eating a spoon. "Fucc bro I gotta go goddamn Tic-Tac is back." Earmuffs said while hanging up, not giving Soccermom a chance to reply.
"Sup slut, guess who just got outta prison." Tic-Tac whispered. "You're the slut!!!1!!1!1" came a reply from farther in the house. "O shet mish!" Came another voice. "Gah, bich." Came a third. Tic-Tac pushed past Earmuffs into the house to find the three voices. As he traveled farther into the house, he heard the whispers of three small voices under a table. He bent over to look under the table and found three marshmallows with crappy faces drawn on them with sharpie. Once the marshmallows noticed him their sharpie faces twisted into horrified expressions.
"Ur not Earmuffs." Said Mishty. "Ye Earmuffs is a girl." Said Mish. "Dick!" Said Mishio happily. "I'm telling the supervisors Earmuffs, these aren't natural." Tic-Tac said while backing away slowly towards the door. "Plz dnt m8 I'll be ruined ;-;." Earmuffs begged. "Sry boi but it's against my religion to not tell them."
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The Tragic Story of Mish
RomanceAn unlikely love quickly turns into a horrific tragedy right before Mish's poorly drawn-on eyes. ON HIATUS, MAY BE DISCONTINUED IDK
