"When life gives you lemons, what do you do?"
Which Life?
Make lemonade?
"Wait, is there an actual Life-"
Two. I know- knew? Them both. I wouldn't trust any lemons from Fable, but Bai's lemons could only mean friendship.
"...can i meet them?"
No.
"Awwww..."
Now answer your own question.
"Pulverize them, because I hate lemons. They're too sour."
What.
Just hand them to me?
"Or I could just-"
Why the fuck do you have so many yellow apples, Canary.
"Those are lemons."
Where did you get all of these?
And how did we not see it?
"You guys were busy arguing. In fact, you were arguing so much it made me stress-steal all of these lemons from the nearest supermarket."
...noted.
Stress... What. How. Why.
"Stop questioning me and help me figure out what the fuck I should do with these."
Let's give one to Wardy. I want to see its sour face.
"That's a punishment I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy."
What is wrong with the both of you?
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Random Short Stories/Written Ideas
RandomThis is just a spot for me to unload any creative ideas I've had and make them public! Feel free to read, and please enjoy.
