Chicken Nugget X Reader

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A/N : N-Word lol

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Y/N POV

     Chicken Nugget, my fearless partner, full-time lover and part-time chiropractor has helped me in my quest to bring back the juice of the gods. He needed to stay at my house for a couple of days because his place was corrupted by evil magic and was turned into snickers, the worst candy to ever exist. Anyways, we were trying to communicate with the gods to bring back sprite cranberry and not this winter spiced shit. The candle was lit and the nectar that they had created had been placed in a circle. It wasn't that it was bad, it just wasn't as good. It is shit compared to the original. Anyone who thinks winter spiced sprite cranberry is better will be shot on site. 

     Our crimson robes grew darker and lighter as the flames danced around. My pants were still on fire under my robe but they did not burn my robe. 

     "Oh gods above or below we ask you humbly where is the sprite cranberry!" Me and Chicken Nugget ask. The room vibrates and the fire of the candle shoots up catching my hair on fire. 

     "Ah!" I scream.  Chicken Nugget saves me by throwing water on me. "Thank you babe!"

     "You're welcome," Chicken Nugget says. We blow out the candles realizing that our request had been ignored and we angered the gods. 

     "Wii sports?" I ask Chicken Nugget.

     "Sure!" He exclaims. For the next two hours we played wii sports until I got the idea to bake a cake. We walked upstairs to find that we didn't have box cake.

     "We could just make one from scratch without a recipe," he suggested.

     "Okay," I said. I had crafted cake in Minecraft before. How hard could it be? I mixed all the ingredients in chocolate cake in a bowl for the chocolate cake. As I started mixing the texture grew wet and lumpy. We put the cake mixture into three small non-stick pans to make three cakes. Every fifteen minutes I checked the cake by sticking tooth picks in it. While we were waiting, Chicken Nugget and I poured the winter spiced sprite cranberry on the floor to get a response from the gods again. It didn't work. 

     Once the cakes were finished they looked like burn victims. 

     "Yum!" Chicken Nugget and I said. I mixed up some buttercream frosting that looked kind of like cum and pipped it on my cake. My cake looked like Squidward's kid with a clown and Chciken Nugget's looked like a cum dumpster. We left the last one unfrosted. We tasted them, they tasted quite awful in truth, it made us puke. 

     It was interesting seeing, Chicken Nugget, a person without a mouth, eat and throw up. We had to dispose of the cake before it killed us. However, me and Chicken Nugget did enjoy throwing the unfroasted cake at each other for a solid ten minutes before disposing of it. That said, the fun was soon to end. My doorbell rang and when I opened the door to see who it was, I was petrified.

A/N: Bye