Trump X Quackity Fanfic

Party in the USA (Pt. 2)

Trump's POV

I can't believe I fell for a Mexican! My tiny hands started shaking at the thought of him. If only he was a super sexy super american super thick man. I kind of regret getting him deported. I don't think he'll ever speak to me AGAIN.

I started to remember all the nice things I bought him. He didn't deserve any of it I can't believe he'd lie to me! Inside, I was sobbing. Quackity was possibly the love of my life, and I sent him away all because of his nationality? I need a reality check.

I took to twitter and found more fake news about the situation. Melania walked in on me staring at pictures of Quackity's juicy booty and slapped the phone out of my small hands. "What the hell are you doing Donald?" she said furiously. I looked at her and started to squint and pout. She made me so mad I just wanted to punch her to China! "Melania, you're only here because of me! Stop being so self-centered" I sighed. Melania started to get angry. She grabbed me by my tie and tried to vore me! I ran as fast as I could. I'm an amazing runner! I run two hours per meter! I know exactly what I just said because I'm a genius. I ran all the way to the Wall which was under construction and jumped over it. "WHERE ARE YOU DONALD?!" Melania screamed. I was shaking and crying and then BAM! My sugar baby, Quackity, came up to me. I was so happy to see him but I don't think the feeling was mutual. He had a mad look to him at first but then I started tearing up. He noticed my tears, sighed, and then hugged me. Now was the perfect time to grab Alex's pussy! I tried to weasel my hands up there but he smacked me before I could do anything. What a tease!