"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT-" Janus yelled, glaring at Remus, who simply grinned.
"I'm honryyyyy" he pouted, shaking his flat ass.
"What. what are you- there's nothing there, you can't-"
"LET ME PRETEND TO HAVE A FAT ASS, OKAY? NOT EVERYONE CAN BE LIKE LOGAN, JESUS." Remus shrieked, sobbing loudly as he began to twerk pathetically. "Twerk twerk twerk twerk-"
"Honey, no-" Janus said, dragging him away by the hair and shoving the duke into a closet, locking the door. "I will let you out once you promise to stop shaking your sack of bones."
*two weeks later*
"Hey bae." Remus called, strutting into Janus' room.
"Omg-" he said, drooling as he dropped to his knees.
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from that day forth, Janus worshiped Remus and his fat ass. the end.
