Antonia. Antonia liked to go fast. She was fastly going down the hallway yelling the word "Creamsicles!", when an older man stopped her. Antonia had never seen this man before. He looked Antonia up and down. "Are you limping Monteleone?" He said with a slick grin on his slick face. Antonia was confused. She had never heard of this 'Monteleone' person before. The older man smiled. "You are Monteleone right?" One of his eyebrows lifted up, his skin stretching away from his eye.
"No, I am not." Antonia stated. "I have stuff to do now." She took off down the hallway, yelling "Creamsicles!" once more. When she got to the end of the hallway the man was standing there with a bucket. He tossed the bucket full on Antonia.
"You are now." He said grinning. It was filled the brim with crunchies. All my favorite flavors. Jealousy is a wonderful sensation, one that I have never felt as strongly as I did now. She screamed, but then she conformed to the feeling of the crunchies falling down her body. She start grinding them between her fingers. It's beautiful to see someone as happy as I am when I feel that... sickening crunch.
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That sickening crunch
FanfictionA collection of stories by a man who loves that sickening crunch. Please read and vote if you share these feelings. Love my crunchies (my fans)!
