You were the next door neighbor to the Duncans. You had a huge crush on Bob Duncan, the man of the household. He made women fall before him. He made bugs be gone.
You were a measly 22 year old. Had only a few friends. You had a boyfriend, but he was eaten by some Jaguar named Kieran.
You didn't care. He was an ugly fuck.
"(Y/N)" PJ broke in.
You got scared and roundhouse kicked PJ to space.
PJ came back and said "Cover my shift for me and my dads work."
Your heart beat felt faster. You heard it in your ears.
"Of course!" You say. You push past PJ and into you're ugly ass orange car.
Perfect for bug killing. And impressing Bob Duncan. Or you'd call him: Daddy Duncan.
You saw Amy in the street and ran her over. No competition.
As you drove Amy rose from the street and said "you can't kill me I'm the villain"
She then proceeded to continue her walk to her house.
You arrived on time. Bob Duncan opened the door for you. His muscles were easily noticeable in his tight shirt. "Why are you here?" He questions.
"To cover PJ" You answered with nerves in your voice.
"Ah", He scratched his head "I think he told me that."
You followed Bob.
"You won't do much because you're doing it for a day." Bob smiled at you.
You felt like you could melt.
"My wife.." He began, staring at you right in your eyeballs.
"Can be a pain." He finished "I need someone to help, me."
"I can." You said.
He jumped on you like that jaguar jumped on your ugly ass boyfriend.
You kissed and it was amazing.
Amy then busted in and screamed.
"It was an accident"
Bob promised, on his knees "I'd never-"
Amy cut him off "I don't believe you." She wept.
Bob looked at you his eyes told all you needed to know.
"Amy."
"Shut up slut" She yells at you.
You challenge Amy to a duel.
You wish to be the Aaron Burr in the duel. And she the Alexander Hamilton.
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As I said this story is a joke. Just for fun.
