Braden:
*the door creaks open*
You: *glances at door, no one's there* hello..?
Braden, from behind you: CHICKEN STRIIIIIIIIIIIPS
You: bRADEN OMG NO
Braden: uwu
Alex:
*dramatically walks in wearing a silk robe and a monocle* i HAVe arriVEd
You: alex you freaking walnut
Elijah:
*screams* sOME- *kicks down door* -BODY ONCE TOLD ME
You: eLIJAH IF YOU DONT STOP DOING THAT I SWEAR TO GOD-
Sub:
*blows up door with creeper* huehue uwu *blows up entire house by accident*
You: ;-;
Sub: big oof
Denis:
*WALKS THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL FREAKING PERSON*
~~~
I CACKLED SO MUCH WHILE WRITING THIS
SEND GOD
MY LUNGS HAVE COLLAPSED
WHAT IS BREATHING
W H A T A R E L U N G S
Okay i'll shuttup now
K luv u bye
YOU ARE READING
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FanfictionFETUS WRITING ALERT "You know this passive aggressive birthday gift war is getting ridiculous, right?" "Shut up and help me wrap this giant stuffed panda." In which the author writes increasingly sappy short stories about The Pals as your boyfriend...
