the skunk and the princess

Ich bin süß, lass mich

Das ganze is auf Englisch. Natürlich beta gelesen, also komplett Fehler frei.

Once open a time, there was a stink - oh shit i meant skunk! It was very kjut and very pretty.
Butt then it snowed. Really much. It felt like when girls had their period and blood just purrs out of them. I guess heaven felt like that to. What a shame (the poor broom's bride is a whore). YOU SAID IT NOT ME!

Whatever. So there was this little skunk. It ran around in the snow man and sneezed quite cutely. Well, of course it sneezes cutely. It's mine.

Urgh - alright alright, I get back to the story.

So it was cold. Like really really really cold. As cold as my feets right now, like what the fuck? I'm wondering why they haven't turned black yet. And they're sweating. But I swear! The skunk wasn't sweating.

At some point it just stopped running. It was way too cold and seriously, the skunk should habe went to sleep when it still had the chance.

But let's not call the skunk 'it'. The skunk was a male skunk. And his name was Edith. Don't laugh! No kid chooses their own name. And there exist worse names. Like Frank Anthony or Peter Lewis Kingston or Brendon Boyd or something else. Double names suck.

Well, the stunk is just called Edith. And he's a happy skunk, even if he's on death's door.

Suddenly there appeared a insanely beautiful lady. I swear, she's fucking georgous. Way more fabulous than Geesus himself (and I don't mean Jesus! He doesn't suck dick like Geesus does!).

Well, she wasn't only beautiful on the outside, she's also pretty amazing on the inside.

So she found the skunk and cuddled him to bring him back to life (wake me up!). And it worked!

Magick! Fireworks! Boom!

And when the skunk looked into the pretty ice of the girl, he fell in love with her.

She also looked into this brown muffins of his and started loving him the same.

Well... After that... Stuff happened. We don't need details, but I'm convinced they did the frickle frackle. It was quite kinky but like I said, we don't need details.

Yeah. That was their christmas... Quite disturbing but that's just how love is.

The end.

Das ist mein kleines Weihnachtsgeschenk an euch.
Shout-out geht an what-is-a-name und grimoria

Frohes Fest euch!
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