Molaf

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Mike was working his usual shift at Monsters Inc. when he felt an odd feeling in his stomach. He was about to enter another door, to scare another child yet he was the one that felt scared. He let out a long sigh and starred at the door he was about to walk through. 'It's probably just nerves' he thought to himself, after all what else could this feeling be?

He opened the door and slowly stepped in. The door creaked slightly behind him and he looked around the room. It was cold, so cold and a small snow cloud was above the equally small bed. The floor had no toys, just more snow and a crown that seemed to belong to someone royal. Mike took a prolonged step towards the bed, the feeling of the cold snow hurt his sensitive feet.

He peeked over the bed and took a look at his victim. A snowman with a face words cant describe. He felt his heart sink into his round body and seemed to melt despite the snow. He couldn't take his eyes off this sexy frozen man he had just met. This cold yet extremely hot snowman slowly blinked his large eyes, then looked into Mikes single eye. Mike quickly closed and opened this eye of his.

Was it a blink or a wink? Based on his seductive aura you'd think a wink yet he had been staring so long his eye was dry so it could've been a blink. A mystery Olaf May never solve, along with the rest of society.

Mike jumped onto of the snowman pushing him against the bed.

"Who are you." They said in unison, then chuckled afterward.

"Mike." The green, gobstopper-like monster whispered in the icy snowman ear. "But you can call me daddy."

"I-I'm Olaf" He murmured his face rather flushed as he felt Mikes breath hit his nonexistent ear. Olaf had a slight daddy kink, that couldn't be denied.

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