Ships. Ships everywhere.

dont you agree? no? i dont really care. sorry. sorta.. (read with an open mind c: )

It was always the same dream: a weird kitchen and the eternal singing objects, this time a spinach can and a giant piece of meat. He would try to warn his friends, but they couldn't even remember him... TW for language and (surprise!) gore

I just made this for fun lol Warning: Lots of cringe

idk why I'm making this. ik this well be cringey even to me but I'm hella bored.

a biig stek and litle skeeetchbok fal in luve and thennn.... WARNING: This story is a crack fanfiction. Crack stories usually make little to no sense at all, as with this fanfiction. Please leave your hateful comments out of this story as this is only a joke and I don't actually ship Steve and Samantha.