The Vice President and The Fly

The first debate

I made this as a joke, please enjoy!

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Tonight was the night. Pence was going to debate Kamala Harris, and he needed to be ready. Lucky for him, he was a white straight male with privilege. He smirked when he heard footsteps behind him.

"Hey" Pence heard a sly voice.
"Trump!" he exclaimed, trying to keep his voice quite. "Why are you here? I'm about to enter the debate room! Get out of hear before someone notices you!"
Trump smirked. "No one will know i'm here, have my ways."
Pence was shocked he had shown up to comfort him.
"Good luck" Trump said.

Pence blushed.
Trump noticed his blush and smiled.
Not a smirk, a smile.
Pence felt accomplished.

All of a sudden, he heard footsteps. "Hide!" He whispered to Trump. Pence looked back but trump was gone.
He smiled knowingly.
"Pence, you may enter the room" Someone said.
Pence looked back and saw nothing, but he knew were trump was.

His eyes drifted to the fly in the corner.

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Trump felt terrible. He couldn't keep hiding like this.

I had only said that I didn't support gay marriage because I didn't want anyone to know about me. About us.

Trump is after all, bisexual.

He would never in a million years admit that to anyone except Pence. Trump was pretty sure that Melania knew, however she didn't seem to care.

The only person Trump thought was as hot as Pence was his very own daughter.

He sure hoped Pence will do well in the debate tonight.
As the security man left, Trump transformer back.
He had two big secrets. If there was one thing Trump wasn't necessarily good at, but was obsessed with doing, it was lying.

The only person that knows about his ability to shape shifting was Pence. Trump trusted that man with his life. Or though he thought.

Trump often liked to approach Pence in fly form and whisper kinky stuff in his ear.

Suddenly Trump started to smirk. He had an idea.

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It was the middle of the debate. Trump had a genius idea.
Pence would be mad at him forever but it would be funny. He hid in the corner of the room and transformed into his fly form.

"-Law enforcement has an implicit bias against minority's... Is a great insult."
Pence was speaking.
Trump took his chances and landed on Pence's head.

He felt Pence shift in his stance. Trump chuckled knowingly.
As Pence finished his momentary speech, he turned off his Mike.

"What are you doing!?" Pence whispered.
"Don't worry" Trump spoke casually.

Pence was the only one who could understand the small creature. Trump in fly form sounded the exact same, however his voice was two octaves higher than it usually was.

As Harris spoke, Pence then made a disagreement statement.

"Damn pence, you did that." Trump smirked.
"Just like you do me in bed."

Pence was finding it hard not to blush or squeal. He was acting like a 13 year old girl. This must be stopped.
But Pence wasn't going to stoop down to Trump's level. Pence was going to be the bigger person.

He ignored Trump.

Trump frowned, as he was expecting more of a reaction. "Hey"
Pence didn't say anything.
Trump looked around. "Pence."
Still nothing.
"Pence"
Silence.
Trump had enough.
He scowled.

"I wish you cared about our country as much as you care about hiding how you're in love with me."

"Same could go to you" Pence whispered slyly.

Suddenly Trump wanted to kiss him. Instead of doing so, he kissed Pence's head.

Pence's face turned red. "I love you" he said whispered.

"I love you too"

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Stay tuned for the next chapter. It gets deep😳