AI generated stories

Two Stupid Uncles Eating to the Beat

Y/n L/n was thinking about Waluigi Waah again. Waluigi was an energetic gamer with blonde warts and scrawny arms.

Y/n walked over to the window and reflected on her damp surroundings. She had always loved dull Plymouth with its magnificent, moaning mountains. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel surprised.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the an energetic figure of Waluigi Waah.

Y/n gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a rude, helpful, brandy drinker with ugly warts and charming arms. Her friends saw her as a magnificent, moaning monster. Once, she had even helped an inexpensive kitten recover from a flying accident.

But not even a rude person who had once helped an inexpensive kitten recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Waluigi had in store today.

The rain hammered like jogging guppies, making Y/n worried. Y/n grabbed a NANI?! kettle that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Y/n stepped outside and Waluigi came closer, she could see the mute glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want Internet access," Waluigi bellowed, in a stingy tone. He slammed his fist against Y/n's chest, with the force of 4822 rabbits. "I frigging hate you, Y/n L/n."

Y/n looked back, even more worried and still fingering the NANI?! kettle. "Waluigi, omai wa mou, shindairu," she replied.

They looked at each other with relaxed feelings, like two tasteless, terrible tortoises cooking at a very gentle Christening, which had trance music playing in the background and two stupid uncles eating to the beat.

Y/n regarded Waluigi's blonde warts and scrawny arms. She held out her hand. "Let's not fight," she whispered, gently.

"Hmph," pondered Waluigi.

"Please?" begged Y/n with puppy dog eyes.

Waluigi looked stable, his body blushing like a greasy, grated gun.

Then Waluigi came inside for a nice glass of brandy