Boy or girl
You're a fucking guinea pig; what matter is your identity
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Guinea Pig
Hi, I'm Y/N.
"Come on Stripe."
Oh yeah...I'm Stripe.
Craig, my master looked through my orange cage home.
I stared back at him.
"You're my only friend, Stripe," Craig looks at me with a smile.
"ACK! I thought I was your f-friend, Craig!" A hyped, angry, masculine voice shouts from the other side of the room.
A boy with spiky yellow hair and an incorrect buttoned up shirt
"Shut up, Tweek."
"AUGHH!"
Craig lifted me up from the cage and held me safe in his hands.
I blink.
"Look at Stripe, Tweek! See how cute that face is?" Craig shows me off to this male named Tweek.
A moment of silence passes by.
Craig kisses the top of my body.
I relax into his palms.
"AUGH! That's so immature of you! Why can't we do that?" Tweek sounds disappointed.
"That's gay."
"You're gay!"
Craig places me one the ground after he lays down.
Tweek followed.
I walk towards Tweek. I wish to understand this child.
"AHHH! WHAT DO I DO!"
"Tweek! Calm down. Just don't hurt Stripe."
Tweek remained alert and shaking as I sniffed his face.
After a few seconds of Tweek remaining silent, I snuggled his left cheek.
"H-Hey look Craig! Stripe likes me!"
"WHAT? Stripe never did that with me! I'm so jealous!"
I quickly run over to Craig. To convince him that I was still loyal.
"Yes Stripe! Come to me!" Craig said with an excited expression.
"I never see you act like this, Craig..."
"It's Stripe..."
I get on Craig's welcoming hand.
He gets up and puts be back in my home.
"Okay that's enough," Craig smirks.
"What now?" Tweek twiddles his thumbs.
"Come here, Tweek Tweak~~~"
Gasp.
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