part 1

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"Don!" called Joe, running after the orange man and he strutted off down the hall. "Don, wait up."

The final presidential debate was finally over, and the two candidates were left alone.

"What?" Donald asked, angrily. He had things to do and no time to bother with Biden.

"Uh, I just wanted to tell you..." Joe took a deep breath. "You did a good job tonight. You're getting better at this."

Donald looked around. What was Biden trying to do?

"I bigly thank you." drawled out Donald.

Joe smiled. "Well, I guess I'll see you around."

Donald nodded.

The two men stood awkwardly in front of each other. Neither of them wanted to leave, yet neither of them had the time to stay.

"Well, be off," Donald said, looking down.

"Oh, right, so sorry, I'll, um see you tomorrow." Joe turned away and begin to walk off.

"What do you want from me?" blurted out Donald. Joe stopped walking and turned around. He stared at Don's oddly-shaped, orangey face. His pretty, dark blue eyes.

"I... don't really know." said Joe. "I think... I want... you."

Donald looked shocked. Surely, Joe was joking.

"I'm serious," said Joe, reading Don's face.

"Me?" asked Donald.

"Yes, you."

"That's fake news, fake news," Donald awkwardly turned away and walked off down the hall.

"Damnit." muttered Joe.

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