IDK WHY

Mega and Bad

Mega PVP had always loved dull Sidney with its vast, vain volcanoes. It was a place where he felt relaxed.

He was a modest, bold, squash drinker with chubby hands and curvaceous abs. His friends saw him as a late, lazy lawyer. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved an enthusiastic deaf person. That's the sort of man he was.

Mega walked over to the window and reflected on his quiet surroundings. The wind blew like smiling rabbits.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of BadBoy Halo. BadBoy was a stable coward with fluffy hands and pretty abs.

Mega gulped. He was not prepared for BadBoy.

As Mega stepped outside and BadBoy came closer, he could see the rabblesnatching smile on his face.

BadBoy gazed with the affection of 6982 stupid grim goldfish. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want some more Twitter followers."

Mega looked back, even more, ecstatic and still fingering the silver hat. "BadBoy, I shrunk the kids," he replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two decaying, delightful donkeys jogging at a very gracious dinner party, which had piano music playing in the background and two controlling uncles singing to the beat.

Mega regarded BadBoy's fluffy hands and pretty abs. "I feel the same way!" revealed Mega with a delighted grin.

BadBoy looked ambivalent, his emotions blushing like a high, handsome hawk.

Then BadBoy came inside for a nice beaker of squash.

THE END