This was originally written by @ChirpChirpTree , who unpublished their story and let me rewrite it. The temptation was too great, I just had to.
Look, okay, listen, don't shout at me. I don't update very often and I'm still currently writing my other fics, BUT YOU CANNOT JUST EXPECT ME TO LET THIS GO TO WASTE!
Anyways, I'm not dead, just... dying slowly on the inside. But who said death would stop me from vomiting words onto a screen?
I've added quite a bit on this compared to the original - think of it like going from a skinny boy to an absolute chomsker. But don't expect this to be extra chomky and thicc like the double cheeked chad that my other fic is. I'm not ready for that kind of responsibility - over more chubster fics to take care of. (In one way or another, *reloads pistol*)
I'm used to writing angst, so this is your little Wholesome Jotakak Cereal Bar. Enjoy it, you'll only get so much from me, fuckers >:(
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Ukulele Boy
FanfictionThere's a voice that calls from the forest like a siren song - deep, smooth and tantalising - over the strums of a ukulele. Even though the rest of the student body spreads warnings that the forest is probably haunted and occupies a certain delinque...
