Hillary slowly walked her way down the halls of the Soon-to-maybe-be-president secret headquarters, towards Trump's room. All she could think of was the way Donald would cling to her. Whisper sweet nothings in her ear. And love her. Endlessly......
Hillary gripped the doorknob, which was a part of the door that lead to her beautiful senpai, (shoot me please O-O) Trump-kun. She turned the knob, and the door creaked open.
Walking inside, Hillary called for her precious baby (cut off my hands!! ;A; ). "Trump, darling! I would like to speak with you~!" There was silence for a second, but then a door in the back of the room opened, and in walked Trumpy-sama.
"What is it Hillary? I was in the middle of a gang bang--" Trump stopped when he saw Hillary.
She was covered in blood, head to toe.
"Donald, sweetheart. What's the matter?" The deranged woman asked, with a sinisterly sweet smile on her face. Her eye's were clouded, and her expression was of one that would send shivers of fear up anyone's back. (YOU FEEL THE SINS CRAWLING ON YOUR- okay, I'm sorry X3)
"Hillary... What happened to you??" Trump asked, cautiously.
"All I wanted was for us to be happy together... But THEY were getting in the way........ So I killed them." Hillary smiled widely, proud of what she had done.
"You killed someone?!??
"Yes, yes I did. But it was for the best. We couldn't be together if they were around. Don't you love me?" Hillary cocked her head to the side, obviously curious about Donald's reaction.
Trump was hesitant..
"I....."
