Dylan X Sprite Cranberry 😰
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Last published Sun, Jan 13, 2019
Some juicy fanfiction prepare yourselves 😏prepare for trashy stuff
One day,this girl named Dylan was walking down the streets going to the supermarket to look for some sprite cranberry.Dylan decided to get some groceries while she's there. Then she went to the soda section,she saw a man with a red sweater,a white jacket and had boots he said "wanna sprite cranberrry?" Dylan got kidnapped! He put her in a trash bag and ran and drove off to nowhere.
A FEW HOURS LATER....
Dylan woke up in a dark room
"Huh?"Dylan is scared
"C r a n b e r r y" Echoed
"Ummm...." Dylan has no idea what's going on.
She got out of the room and there was a cult,
the members were workshipping rats
"all hail rats,all hail rats!"
"WHAT-"Dylan screamed
"there's a intruder!" Everyone was panicking
"There she is!" One of the members said
"Get her!" They caught her
"Let go of me!" Dylan screamed
"Join us or we will force you 😾!"
"Never!" Dylan didn't want to join
"fine,sprite cranberry man make her join us NOW!!!"
"Wanna Sprite cranberry? Wanna Sprite cranberry? Wanna Sprite cranberry? Wanna Sprite cranberry? Wanna Sprite cranberry?"
Dylan got hypnotized and finally joined them 🙀
"YES HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH" citrine was laughing so hard
"Dylan is finally in" Kay said
Elmo got out of the sprite cranberry custome "you b***h you thought!"
"NO PLEASE DON'T PUNISH US!"
Jesus teleported
"MY CHILDREN,YOU HAVE SINNED YOU WILL DIE FOR THIS!"
Everybody died
"OOF"
The End
-Kay
I will make a part two if I can
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