I was in my bedroom, making preparations for hibernation. In the wintertime it's hard to find what I need so I rest for a month or so. As I was rummaging through the cabinets, I came across a stink bug. Lovely, yes, but not the kind that I truly loved. I take what I can get so I leaned down and crunched it. I didn't realize what a mistake I had made. The smelly stench spread through my room like a wildfire. Like Smokey Bear says, only you can prevent wild fire, and I blew it. I'm sorry Smokey Bear. I pray to the cockroach gods that I will feel that sickening crunch once more.
(A/N): I know this one might be hard to read, it's very emotional. I hope you guys like it. Writing it was very hard and I am crying right now. Love you guys so much.
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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)!
