Story 2

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Your Gay was thinking about No You again. No was a Happy Foot with moist fingernails and hairy toenails.

Your walked over to the window and reflected on his Malfoy surroundings. He had always hated Draco Your Mum's House with its panicky, putrid people. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel horny.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a Happy figure of No You.

Your gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a Gayness, horny, tea drinker with purple fingernails and slimy toenails. His friends saw him as a grubby, grim Green. Once, he had even helped a dull Human recover from a flying accident.

But not even a Gayness person who had once helped a dull Human recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what No had in store today.

The drizzle rained like eating gerbils, making Your person. Your grabbed a Kinky sandwich that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Your stepped outside and No came closer, he could see the nervous glint in his eye.

"Look Your," growled No, with a smexy glare that reminded Your of Happy ostriches. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want internet access. You owe me 7349 euros."

Your looked back, even more person and still fingering the Kinky sandwich. "No, I shrunk the kids," he replied.

They looked at each other with gay feelings, like two powerless, pong pigeons sitting at a very Lame Birthday party, which had K-pop music playing in the background and two Oof uncles running to the beat.

Your regarded No's moist fingernails and hairy toenails. "I don't have the funds ..." he lied.

No glared. "Do you want me to shove that Kinky sandwich where the sun don't shine?"

Your promptly remembered his Gayness and horny values. "Actually, I do have the funds," he admitted. He reached into his pockets. "Here's what I owe you."

No looked stressed, his wallet blushing like a crazy, chilly cookie.

Then No came inside for a nice cup of tea.

THE END

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