"I feel like I'm dancing with the devil seeing as you're hot as hell." He whispered. "Is that the best you got?" I retorted, snapping my fingers in zigzag formation. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ This story isn't a love story. So don't get your hopes up. This is a story about a idiot, a man-child, and a warrior. Nothing more nothing less. Though this may have invincible corn-pop, The Kingdom of Meata, and a few other food related issues, that does not mean that this is something for simple humans to read. After all why would greater beings like us want such simple creatures reading our life story?
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