The green gentleman reached forward and reluctantly tapped the suited up thicc boy on his broad shoulder.
"Y-y-you, I think you dropped this".
Swiftly the tangerine coloured fellow turned arrogantly to see what utter filth dared to touch him.
He looks down at my peasant hands, grasps a sight of the chipotle napkin with scruffy writing smeared across it.
"THE LAUNCH CODES!!" He snarled.
Trump-San snatches the codes from my unworthy mitts.
"You're welcome??" I mumble quietly
I feel sempaiis glare focus on my green shrek antennas.
"Shrek-chan??!" The tsundere like boy bellowed. Bewildered I step back in disbelief.
ᴍʏ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ɪᴅᴏʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ?
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Fateful Encounters
RomanceSmall spirited shrek-chan meets his childhood icon, The Donald trump. This destined event spirals into a passionate sparked realtionship.
