KIM JONG UNS KPOP BOYBAND

The Swiss Cheese Breakfast

"Throw them out! They are traitors!" Yelled Jongun.
A squad of kim Jong un's security guards broke down the door, rushed into the room, and dragged the two out of the bed.
Rodrigo immediately snapped awake.
"What! No! We're not traitors!!" He yelled.
Four guards were gathered around Donald, each one grabbing him by one of his limbs. They carried him out this way, but he was still fast asleep.

"What more proof do we need than finding you two men together in bed??" Jongun yelled.

"It's all a misunderstanding!" Rodrigo argued while swatting away the guards who were internally making second guesses themselves.

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"I remember what the world was like before I nuked it," said Jongun.
They were all sitting at the breakfast table, with their Swiss cheese paninis and a gigantic cheese platter.
No one said anything in response.
"Kpop boys were all the rage," he continued.
"Even if they were from the land of the enemy, they were seen as the pinnacle of human evolution; one step below me, of course."

Suspense was hanging in the air. They all felt a bit of suspicion, and strangely, it felt justified.
Donald was about to take the last bite of his panini when Jongun continued. He was probably used to rambling on without people listening to him whether he knew it or not.

"I was wondering, what makes these boys so captivating? What makes millions of people across the world love them? I mean, everybody loves me too, but I see them as more than artists. I see them as competition."

Vladimir's eyes widened. Vladimir was familiar with the shady inner workings of the Russian government to know that Jongun was planning something unsavory himself.
Jongun turned to the guards behind and said something in Korean.
One of them walked up with a telephone, the kind with two ends connected to a coiled wire and a keypad. Jongun dialed a number and continued to speak in Korean. He then ended the call.

"Thank goodness," Jongun said.
"They apparently survived the bombings in the south, and at one point were hiding in a bomb shelter below Seoul." He continued.

"Who're you talking about?" asked Donald.

"You'll find out, Don." Jongun said.
"Okay, we're going to have to finish eating soon; after this, we're headed near the border."