Capther Got7 - I Meat thE Bois pt. 2

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i wayke up the nxt mourning still at the sid of my beloafed kpoop star vanpire boifirend. I am gladys he has stayed with me. jungle hockeysizzle waykeys up nda terns to face me. "Chole..." he sez to me softlee. "my bootyfuel chole..." he gazes in2 mai i's with a look of tru luv awl over his hoarse face. 

"we hav been 2gether 4 tree hole daze now, and... i think it thyme we got maryed."

I gasp. I am shook, but i also happy bcoz i luv j-hop. he iz my wun tru hop in lyfe and i will never knot luv him. 

"lets get marry today while hour friendz got7 r here." i smile @ jams hogsoup. 

DING DONG DONG DING

go's the dora bell

"that mustard be them nwo!" sez my luvar

"i will go tork 2 dem while u get a wet ding dress on the web."

I look an Amazon and chews dis dress:

it haz ma fave edword culling on it, plus he iz a van pyre, just lyke mai belovered, so it iz a fitting match

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it haz ma fave edword culling on it, plus he iz a van pyre, just lyke mai belovered, so it iz a fitting match. 

I here min suga chonjae jjang jjang man boong boong begin to play the organ, and bee gin to make mai way 2 the liveing room. @ the living rume door, my fat her noon jam tacks my arm, and leeds me down the isle to where jhop is standing. he haz a tier in his i. so does me. mab mab from gok7 warks down the isle ahed of us, dabbing and throw wing flour pedals as he gos. yougum iz with him in a matt ching floury printed dress, holding 2 ringz.

Jack's son wang knows me moor than udder got7 bois, so he is official wedding priest guy man.

I stand wit jhop in frunt of him and we howald hands. i kan feel alectracity sparck beetween us were we tutch. 

"r u redy to say ur vowels?" ask jack sun. me nd jhop nod.

"if n e 1 hav problem with these 2 get married, speek now or 4 evar hold your peas." sez jacky

there is sielnce. but then, a voice speeks owt.

"i object." a voise sez quietly.

i look arownd to see hoo said it.

Mark Twain stands up. "I object!" he sez, lowder now.

I stare at him in shookness. wot is happen right now? iz... is mark twain in luv wif me? 

i faint.


A/N wot did u think of mai soup rise at the end, u did not c it cumming did u ;) will chole ever have a chonce @  happyness? XD u will hav 2 wait 4 next catpher hehe bai

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