Parody (Fugh)

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Okay so there's this website called plot generator where you just fill some things in (like mad libs) and then it puts all of the things into a "story". I haven't changed anything from how it gave it to me, so this is very weird. (I've warned you..) Enjoy. 😂

Fiona Frauenfeld was thinking about Hugh Apiston again. Hugh was a hungry bear with wobbly elbows and brunette fingers.

Fiona walked over to the window and reflected on her pretty surroundings. She had always loved magical Cairnholm with its open, odd oceans. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel shocked.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a hungry figure of Hugh Apiston.

Fiona gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a stupid, optimistic, cocoa drinker with ginger elbows and fluffy fingers. Her friends saw her as a quaint, quickest queen. Once, she had even revived a dying, baby flamingo.

But not even a stupid person who had once revived a dying, baby flamingo, was prepared for what Hugh had in store today.

The wind blew like partying aardvarks, making Fiona relaxed. Fiona grabbed a crumpled book that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Fiona stepped outside and Hugh came closer, she could see the cloudy smile on his face.

Hugh gazed with the affection of 3529 admirable clear cats. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want some of your pizza."

Fiona looked back, even more relaxed and still fingering the crumpled book. "Hugh, that's it," she replied.

They looked at each other with puzzled feelings, like two evil, elegant elephants running at a very gentle Halloween party, which had indie music playing in the background and two splendid uncles cooking to the beat.

Fiona regarded Hugh's wobbly elbows and brunette fingers. "I feel the same way!" revealed Fiona with a delighted grin.

Hugh looked sleepy, his emotions blushing like a misty, manky map.

Then Hugh came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.

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