"Come on, please?" Micheal pleaded, spinning around in Pete's desk chair.
"No, I don't see the reason, since I can do my makeup pretty well." Pete stated, twirling an eyeliner container in his fingers.
"But I wanna try a style on you." Micheal pouted, showing off his black lipstick.
"Fine, but you owe me a KitKat." Pete huffed, sitting down on a wooden stool.
"Okay." Micheal commented, taking the eyeliner tube from Pete's hand.
"I'm gonna make you beautiful." Micheal smirked, sitting in front of Pete.
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"Done!" Micheal said in a sing song like voice.
"Mk." Pete mumbled, looking at the mirror to see his reflection.
"Huh." He said as he took in the details.
He had to much black eyeliner on, white and red eye shadow, rimmed in black, red lipstick rimmed with black also, and drawn cat whiskers on his cheeks.
"I'm going to kill you." Pete growled, talking the other boy.
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South park one-shots
Teen Fictioncontains lemon/smut, LGBTQ+ - I have no true plan for this 😥
