dickolas' pov:
I am sitting on Donalds' desk, legs crossed and feet kicking in the air.
I twirl a short piece of my hair between my fingers and chew the bubblegum loudly.
Some might call me annoying and obnoxious. Well, they are wrOnG.
I am cute and precious.
While Donald practices writing his name on a piece of paper, I slide my hand across the table.
My chewing intensifies.
My heartbeat skips a few beats.
I might faint.
No, I can do it.
Then, my hand touches his. It feels...
Dead.
Lifeless.
Sweaty.
Meaty.
It is the most amazing feeling.
Donald looks up from his paper and looks at me. He stares directly into my soul and it feels like he knows everything about me.
And then he says: " you are fIReD "
My heart shatters.
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Donald Trump x Shrek x Daryl
FanfictionDonald Trump is president of the USA. After a zombie apocalypse caused by horse meat in lasagna, Donald is the only living human being on this planet who didn't turn into a zombie. But what happens when the president falls in love with a zombie and...
