Chicken Ramen X Reader

Wacky Ballon Animals, Velvet Carpets, the Trump Electric Lighter

A/N: And unto you I dare say I have been put into a pickle, a pickle I do declare.

Y/N POV

Knife go stabby stab, blood everywhere, ouchie that hurts, blah blah blah and I'm dead. 10/10 body horror because the author is a sick fuck. Was that a meta commentary? Was that a meta joke about meta commentary? Was that a meta humor about meta jokes about meta commentary? Was that a meta comedy about meta humor about meta jokes about meta commentary? Was that a meta funny about meta comedy about meta humor about meta commentary? Is this a meta paradox? You see, the true body horror was the friends we made along the way and boy do I hate my friends. But let me be Paul Minnesota, the actual body horror was all the mental trauma I gave you by reading this paragraph. Even now the meta paradox has swallowed us whole and I have greatly exceeded my meta humor allotment for this chapter by a comically large funny number. Also my foot itches like hell, what the fuck ahhh. Alright that's enough, even Wyoming shot itself and it doesn't even exist.

Marriage? What is it? Is it the bonding of two souls together for life until they are split by the blade of death? Is it a way to make a lot of money from rich people who can't see that you're in it for the money and don't make you sign a prenup? Is it something most people do before they're ready because no one ever puts in the time and effort to actually keep a steady relationship because they're lazy and can't do shit? Is it a pointless thing people do because no matter how many times you get married you can always get a divorce if it doesn't work out (even after the eighth time). Is it a prison to a lot of people who because of certain beliefs are forced to marry another because they got pregnant or because their dad wanted a new car? Is it a way to trap someone into staying with you forever? Is it a valid way to skip out on doing taxes? The answer is C, all of the above. Marriage means a lot of things, to me it was personally just a way to get insurance benefits from Chicken Ramen's job as a gynecologist and the free examinations all though when I asked for her services she gave me a hand job instead. Wait, is that all gynecology is? This would be my first marriage, but the second attempt to get married. I could feel the spirit of Chicken Nugget burning. He wanted me to be happy, but I couldn't help but regret not keeping him safer. Without his death I would have never met Chicken Ramen, but with his death I lost him. I love them both differently, with him it was a warm spiritual bond that connected him to my soul. With Chicken Ramen it was a hot fiery passion which connected our bodies, and really good butt sex. I stood in the Femboy Hooters thankful that it was here and not Goth IHOP, pancakes make me flaccid.

Everyone was at the wedding, even my good friends Pe and Dro made it from Florida. Also for some reason our neighbor Pedro the Pedo was there but we kicked him back to unfunny land. I met Shrimp Ramen who was shocked to hear that it was I who had killed her sister that she offered to suck me off then and there. But I'm not into shrimp so I declined. The dead fish was getting vigorously gang banged by our rat friend and pillow friend from chapter 3 who will definitely totally not be a part of parte 3, and the entire Mexican cartel led by Tom Nook who is actually Mexican. Octopussy was still trying to find her spin off series. BigBoiSucccccc was here but I think he cared more about the femboys than the wedding. Honestly I couldn't blame him. Caillou had come back to life again but the reference is so old that his head exploded again and I probably got AIDS again, seriously how many times are we going to use this joke? Like it's funny I guess but my pants being on fire is already a running joke.

Chicken Ramen walked down the aisle wearing no clothing which was customary for her family who were nudists. She was with dad who was really hot for some reason, might have to get pegged by him. After all he was single. The wedding official said some gushy shit and then said something about vows, oh yeah I think I was supposed to say them.

"Chicken Ramen, you are the only girl in the world who makes me like getting pegged," I say. She blushes.

"And you Y/N, you're the only one in the world who gets my pussy mad wet but actually responds to it," she says. It was the most romantic thing I ever heard come from her non-existent dick sucking lips We then got officially married and blew up three major cities.

Fini Parte 2

A/N: There is no more story you can zip your pants now