Trump POV
We go back to the White House once we're done catching fish with our hands. I grab him by the toe and drag him into my room and we start kissing. His lips are so tender, like the chicken nuggets you buy that come in a lunchables pack.
Melania walks in and screams, having a muscle spasm, "I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE GAY! WELL GUESS WHAT? I DONT CARE! IVE BEEN CHEATING ON YOU WITH HILLARY ANYWAY!" I am shocked and I put my hand over my heart. I automatically start doing the worm on the ground in surprise. Kim grabs me by my weave and lifts me up, managing to not pull it off.
Melania grabs Hillary by the ear and starts making out with her. I grab my toy walrus and throw it at them, grabbing the nearest shovel and batting them as hard as I can. Kim helps me by grabbing them and chucking them out the window. Obama shows up dressed in a Hawaiian outfit. "What's going on here peeps?" He asks, hula dancing while eating a grain of rice.
Nobody dares to answer. Obama is the queen of hula dancing and we do not want to anger him. We simply throw a piece of cheese at him and sit down.
Obama eventually leaves, but soon George Washington arrives. "Wat u want washing machine" Kim says, his Korean accent coming out. "GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!" George says, grabbing his 'pitchfork', which was really a plastic fork, and raising it in the air. Kim lets out a huge 'REEEEEEE' and grabs George, throwing him out the window.
To end the day off, I stick my finger in Kim's belly button and then eat the lint out of it. All I hear as I go to bed is a faint 'hey sisters'.
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Radioactive Love {FINISHED}
FanfictionWhat will you do when the whole world thinks you hate each other but you're really in love? Countries apart, but their love brings them together❤️
