The two beefy boys were heading towards the fight zone. The pink fox growled at the man of leaves, Mr. classy cleansing clean was totally surprised and thought this was so unexpected. He gasped in shock. He also began to film the two guys for his kickstarter campaign. "You fur filled pinecone!" Toony vaporwave bro yelled out in anger and jealousy rage. Pyrocunt replied with a mix between a roar and a whimper. The link man got to him, but only a little bit. The two ran into a battle between them, called the battle of the bulges. They hit each other multiple times, like a chick fight, hair pulling, scratching at each other with their well pampered nails. Then Mr. Clean threw Mr. Clean products at the boys, like Magic Eraser Foam Kitchen Scrubbers and a whole tub of Home Pro Cleaner With Febreze Meadows And Rain, and sprayed them in the face with his Multi-Purpose Antibacterial Lemon Spray that he sprayed from between his legs. This disrupted the fight and the two of them stopped to bask in the lemon scented glory, the small glittering droplets dripping everywhere. One droplet fell into the eyes of elvis the alien who was hiding in the bushes trying to get panty shots of the fox and boy. They both wore an anime japanese school outfit for girls while they were fighting. He let out a loud yell. "BAHHH MY ALREADY RED ALIEN EYES!" he yelled, a blunt hanging from his lip. Then as fast as he cameoed unwillingly in this fanfiction, which is pretty much like everyone else in this fan fiction, he left, his lower body exposed and shone in the light of the lord. Another yell came from the bushes; "NO ELVIS, COME BACK! DON'T LEAVE US WITHOUT THAT AMAZING JAWLINE!" The voice was familiar, to Mr. clean, it was Markiplier, his husbando. And sure enough two heads popped out of the bush, it WAS markiplier, along with jacksepticeye. Weow. Mr.clean stopped taping the kickstarter campaign video and ran to his husbando and waifu. Tears running from his face in joy that his boy toys came back from work. "I am so amazed wow how are you guys home so soon question mark!" He exclaimed. "Oh, we've been home for four hours. Didn't you see the car in the driveway?" Said Jack. "L O L, I did not check if the car was sitting in the parking setting in our large driveway!" They all laughed. "Good bye Pyro, goodbye leaf, good bye bamanboi." Bamanboi had been sitting there the whole time applying lube to his nipples. And without word of the other three people on their yard, mr. clean and his manly men went inside, both mark and jack had no clothes on, but walked inside just as proud as a high schooler's powerpoint on cats. They shut the door on the wide mouthed doggo man and the homeless embodiment of bleach. Mr. Clean uploaded his kickstarter video, to try to milk out some more money for his products. One second after he uploaded he got a notification from bamanboi, telling him about a video made on his kickstarter, he left a link to it in his email description. Mr. Clean looked at the video. "It's bad kickstarter or whatever, I'm NF, stands for N***** faggot or also known as idubbbbbbbbbbbbz. Now look at this shit, Mr. Clean? Isn't that already a product, oh no! He is sperming onto those boys! Wow wasn't that cancer. Ha Ha." The video said in less than thirty seconds, Idubbbz sounded like he was clinically depressed and tired of life because he had to make something to appease his raging fans. Mr. Clean cried that night. He cried hard.
Whats going to happen next time? Find out if I ever upload more again.
