The truck looked at its crush, the other truck, "H-Hey, other truck?" It asked the vehicle.
"Yes?" Other truck said
The truck was ready to confess, "I love you, truck"
"I've... always felt the same about you, truck"
The trucks blushed, getting closer and closer to each other until they kissed, a kiss that felt like 18171274104178 years of their lives.
When they parted from the kiss, truck said something that other truck never thought it would say, "Will you marry me"
"Yes"
Time skip to after the truck marriage where all their truck friends were (all named truck) they went back to the street, to have some fun.
"Hey truck, you wanna have babies?"
"Why not?" Truck rolled over to their roof. The other truck climbed onto them and started bouncing.
"Uwaa" truck moaned as they had sex. They saw a man lifting weights and flexing his muscles from afar.
Fireworks were seen in the sky as the two trucks breathed heavily and moaned.
The two trucks decided to take a break from sexing and decided to h*ld h*nds for a little while, they always wanted to h*ld h*nds, and now that they were married, they finally could.
Then trucks go back to taco sexing. Taco sexing was nice, sex itself was nice.
108942712972387212789134789 years later trucks had bebe
They named bebe truck
They all lived happily ever after, except mike
