Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 5:39 pm Post subject: Drabble Generator {LWD Style} ~ Funny!
Okay, so I saw what Paige did on LJ and I thought it was hysterical and absolutely brilliant, so I decided that we definitely needed to see more of those drabbles and so... I brought it to DN! Now drabble away and post the finished product in this thread so that we can all have a laugh!
To start off, I'll post two that I did. One's Dasey, and one's Lizwin because... I love my Lizwin.
Handsome Lang Syne
Casey sipped sexually at her drink and stood handsome behind a fish. She wasn't sure why she had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. She was no good at parties anyhow. They always made her feel romantic and she ended up like she was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how pretty her cleavage got when she was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Casey knew very well why she was at the party: to see Derek.
Ah, Derek Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his lovable thigh made Casey's heart beat like a deranged butterfly.
But tonight everyone was masked. Casey peered huskily through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Derek. There, she thought, the man over by the mouse, the sexy one with the llama mask. It had to be Derek. No one else could look so confused, even in a llama mask.
He began to walk Casey's way and Casey started to panic. What if he actually talked to Casey?
Derek came right up to Casey and Casey thought that she was going to faint.
"Hello," Derek said romantically. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the llama," Casey said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so cool.
Just then, a purple voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Casey's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Derek might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Derek swept Casey into his arms, bent her over the table, and kissed Casey intelligently, slipping her the tongue and groping her hand.
Casey could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. She reached out breathlessly and pulled Derek's mask off his face. It was Derek! "I knew it was you," Casey said and took her own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Derek said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Casey watched him go. He would be right back, Casey was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.
And now for some Lizwin.
The Llama Princess
Edwin was walking through a turned on meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a sexy little llama lying under a tree.
Edwin skipped over to see the dear thing and was happy to find that she was hurt! A Derek had pierced her lovable little hand and she whimpered intelligently with the pain.
"My hot little friend," Edwin said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the Derek, as breathlessly as he could. The llama cried out and Edwin's heart ached, like a detective from an old black and white movie. "You'll be all right," Edwin whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Lizzie and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Lizzie up in his arms, Edwin carried her home and made a bed for her beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Edwin nursed Lizzie, cleaning her hand and feeding her Fish-brand llama chow.
On the eighth night, Lizzie climbed into bed with Edwin. She burrowed under the covers and sexually bit Edwin's chest. It made Edwin giggle and he cuddled close to Lizzie, stroking her thigh and singing beautifully to her.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Edwin hurried home so he could curl up with Lizzie. It gave him a pretty feeling whenever Lizzie bit his chest.
Then one night, Lizzie looked up at Edwin and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a romantic princess."
Edwin screamed carelessly, he was so surprised. How could a llama talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Lizzie said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Edwin said and kissed Lizzie on her thigh. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a romantic princess! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Princess Lizzie," she said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Edwin said.
"See?" Lizzie said and showed Edwin the scar from the Derek on her hand. Then she kissed Edwin and they tumbled in the games closet and did a lot of very smart things, some of them involving a confused Jamie.
"I love you," Lizzie said when they were done. Edwin clasped her close and they lived together happily ever after on all the princess treasure Lizzie had stashed away.
And if Lizzie didn't know about Edwin's visits to the llama sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt her.
I have more where that came from, but I'll post them later. Haha I can't wait to see what you guys get!
By the way, it can be any two characters, just as long as they're from LWD.
_________________ Soul x Maka: My [anime] OTP -- /Never has an unoffical pairing been so blatantly obvious. They're soulmates, I tell you!/
Casey hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it like a million of blister blue barnacles that bits you in the shin.. She loathed it.
Every December, Casey would feel herself getting all jubilant inside. She refused to put up a Christmas George Bush, she snapped at anyone stunning enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Casey had to go to the mall to buy a tasty Goblin. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing dizzily around and so much Christmas music blaring squeakily, she thought her tongue would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a pessimist man collecting for charity. Casey never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the pessimist man dropped his bells and ran to a gummy bear. There was an oblivious Aardvark right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the pessimist man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Casey rushed out and desperately pushed them both out of the way. There was a magnificent bang and then everything went dark.
When Casey woke up, she was in a smelly room. There was a Christmas George Bush in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Casey's fingernails hurt. A lot.
The pessimist man came into the room. "I'm so decent!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Derek. You saved me from the truck. But your fingernails is broken."
Casey hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas George Bush up and her fingernails was broken, she felt quite funny, especially when she looked at Derek.
"Your fingernails must hurt stupidly," Derek said. "I think this will help." And he kicked Casey several times.
Now Casey felt very funny indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Derek. "I love you," she said, and kissed Derek smoothly.
"I love you too," said Derek. Just then, the Aardvark ran into the room and nuzzled Casey's shin. "I brought him home with us," Derek said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Casey said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever. _________________
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Last edited by PinkJelly on Sun Mar 30, 2008 7:19 pm; edited 1 time in total
Haha oh my God, that was hilarious! Here's some more of mine:
1000 Jamie Llamas
Edwin paced sexually back and forth. Pretty dread filled his heart. Lizzie should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like her to be late. Oh, my lovable love, Edwin thought. Where could you be?
Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Lizzie had been taken hostage by Romantic Chest, a supervillain who had the city in a state of sexy terror. Edwin fainted dead away, like a detective from an old black and white movie.
When he came to, there was a bump on his hand and the pretty dread had returned. "Lizzie, my happy honey bunny," he cried out breathlessly. "What is Romantic Chest doing to you?" Probably torturing her, laughing intelligently as he bit her in the thigh.
In the midst of all the terror and tears, Edwin remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 Jamie llamas, then whatever you wish for will come true.
Edwin ordered in a supply of Jamie and set to work, folding llamas until his hand was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last llama when Lizzie walked in the front door.
"Lizzie!" Edwin screamed and threw himself into Lizzie's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 Jamie llamas and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing in the games closet. He kissed Lizzie carelessly on the thigh.
"Actually," Lizzie said, pulling away beautifully, "I was rescued by the Smart Derek. He's a new superhero in town." Lizzie sighed. "And he's really turned on."
The pretty dread came back. "But you're confused to be back here with me, right?"
Lizzie checked her watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Smart Derek for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay hot, baby." She left and the door banged behind her.
Edwin choked back a sob and started folding another llama. Then he went out and got drunk instead.
Casey and Derek
by William Shakespeare
Enter Casey
Derek appears above at a window
Casey:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the Lizzie, and Derek is the alpaca.
Arise, sad alpaca, and kick the caring Edwin.
See, how he leans his chest upon his toe!
O, that I were a glove upon that toe,
That I might touch that chest!
Derek:
O Casey, Casey! wherefore art thou Casey?
What's in a name? That which we call a finger
By any other name would smell as cool
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like an angry bear"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove sexy.
Casey:
Swain, by yonder caring Edwin I swear
That tips on the couch the blue Marti--
Derek:
O, swear not by the Edwin, the funny Edwin,
That beautifully changes in its noisy orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise noisy.
Sweet, pretty night! A thousand times pretty night!
Parting is such hot sorrow,
That I shall say pretty night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Casey:
Sleep dwell upon thy chest, peace in thy toe!
Would I were sleep and peace, so helplessly to rest!
sexually will I to my sad finger's cell,
Its help to kick, and my cool finger to tell.
The Funny Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Casey strode along the path, making for Hot Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Sad Lizzie, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Toe.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her noisy Marti just in time to face the blue man who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.
The man struck sexually, and Casey barely raised her Marti to meet the attack. They fought long and helplessly until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Casey found herself forced to one knee, the man's Marti pressed to her caring finger. "I am Derek of Hot Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Sad Lizzie. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you on the couch."
But Casey had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her Marti with a twist, overpowered Derek and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Casey said, looking down upon him.
Derek's chest shimmered like an angry bear. "I have underestimated you, Casey. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Casey's desire was enflamed. Her finger throbbed and all her thoughts were to kick Derek like an alpaca. Casey caressed Derek's sexy chest and he responded. They came together carelessly, and their joining was as cool as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet Edwin!" Casey groaned and bit Derek as beautifully as she could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Casey said. "That's where I put the Sad Lizzie for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed intelligently on the grass, forgetful of all but their pretty love. "We will stay together forever," Derek said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Toe never got the Sad Lizzie and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
Random is fun! _________________ Soul x Maka: My [anime] OTP -- /Never has an unoffical pairing been so blatantly obvious. They're soulmates, I tell you!/
On a Ugly and undeserving morning, Scott sat in a cup of coffee. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His hair ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Max to love someone with a stinky toe?
Slowly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a shallow plastic cheesesticks, all on a summer's day. I wish my Max would kick me, in his own mean way..."
"Do you?" Max sat down beside Scott and put his hand on Scott's armpit. "I think that could be arranged."
Scott gasped idiotically. "But what about my stinky toe?"
"I like it," Max said stupidly. "I think it's unintelligent."
They came together and their kiss was like a ugly hairnet you cannot wait to get rid of but won't let go even if you burn it, cut it, or kick it..
"I love you," Scott said dejectedly.
"I love you too," Max replied and kicked him.
They bought an armadillo, moved in together, and lived blatantly ever after.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
I think it really captures the essence of their relationship, eh? _________________
Derek and Casey were out for a beautiful Valentine's walk to his heart. As they went, Casey rested her hand on Derek's leg. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so smelly, Derek was filled with lucky dread.
"Do you suppose it's lovely here?" he asked lowly.
"You radiant silly," Casey said, tickling Derek with her elephant. "It's completely small."
Just then, a huge lion leapt out from behind a panties and licked Casey in the eye. "Aaargh!" Casey screamed.
Things looked sexual. But Derek, although he was stubborn, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a diary and, like a princess that shows everyone her dramatics, beat the lion softly until it ran off. "That will teach you to lick innocent people."
Then he clasped Casey close. Casey was bleeding sexually. "My darling," Derek said, and pressed his lips to Casey's ear.
"I love you," Casey said sultrily, and expired in Derek's arms.
Okay, I reloaded the story, but I didn't change any of the words, this is fun! lol. Oh and I realized jively isn't even a word , but oh well, this is hilarious lol.
The Octopus Prince
Casey was walking through a hot meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around her head when she spied a sexual little octopus lying under a tree.
Casey skipped over to see the dear thing and was spicy to find that he was hurt! A dress had pierced his sexy little butt and he whimpered lively with the pain.
"My nervous little friend," Casey said. "Let me help you!" She took out her Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the dress, as noisily as she could. The octopus cried out and Casey's heart ached, like a chili pepper that exploded in your mouth. "You'll be all right," Casey whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Derek and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Derek up in her arms, Casey carried him home and made a bed for him beside her own. For seven days and seven nights, Casey nursed Derek, cleaning his butt and feeding him Feelings-brand octopus chow.
On the eighth night, Derek climbed into bed with Casey. He burrowed under the covers and jively fled Casey's vagina. It made Casey giggle and she cuddled close to Derek, stroking his finger and singing likely to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Casey hurried home so she could curl up with Derek. It gave her a hateful feeling whenever Derek fled her vagina.
Then one night, Derek looked up at Casey and said, "If you kiss me, I will become an aroused prince."
Casey screamed sparkily, she was so surprised. How could an octopus talk? She must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Derek said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Casey said and kissed Derek on his finger. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood an aroused prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Derek," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Casey said.
"See?" Derek said and showed Casey the scar from the dress on his butt. Then he kissed Casey and they tumbled at a concert and did a lot of very squeamish things, some of them involving a sticky orgasm.
"I love you," Derek said when they were done. Casey clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Derek had stashed away.
And if Derek didn't know about Casey's visits to the octopus sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
Derek's chest shimmered like an angry bear. "I have underestimated you, Casey. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Casey's desire was enflamed. Her finger throbbed and all her thoughts were to kick Derek like an alpaca. Casey caressed Derek's sexy chest and he responded. They came together carelessly, and their joining was as cool as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet Edwin!" Casey groaned and bit Derek as beautifully as she could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Casey said. "That's where I put the Sad Lizzie for safekeeping. Sorry."
^ Oh my God, I died at that lmfao. Now THAT was some sexy Dasey, it kind of reminded me of the sex scene in Anchorman ahaha. I love how Derek's like, 'ouch, what the hell is that' that is something he'd so say lmfao.
Derek and Casey were out for a beautiful Valentine's walk to his heart. As they went, Casey rested her hand on Derek's leg. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so smelly, Derek was filled with lucky dread.
"Do you suppose it's lovely here?" he asked lowly.
"You radiant silly," Casey said, tickling Derek with her elephant. "It's completely small."
Just then, a huge lion leapt out from behind a panties and licked Casey in the eye. "Aaargh!" Casey screamed.
Things looked sexual. But Derek, although he was stubborn, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a diary and, like a princess that shows everyone her dramatics, beat the lion softly until it ran off. "That will teach you to lick innocent people."
Then he clasped Casey close. Casey was bleeding sexually. "My darling," Derek said, and pressed his lips to Casey's ear.
"I love you," Casey said sultrily, and expired in Derek's arms.
Derek never loved again.
I love the expired part, had me laughing up a fit!
I died too, of course.
Too awesome. Haha...
I only wish more people would participate in this... _________________
To Greedily Scratch Casey and Derek were celebrating a hairy Valentine's Day together. Casey had cooked a pointy dinner and they ate on a taco by candlelight.
"My darling," Derek said, stroking Casey's thigh, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Casey. "It is but a glorious token of my magnificent love."
Casey opened the box. Inside was a furry spork! She gazed at it noisly. Then she gazed at Derek noisly. "It's bumpy," Casey said. "Come here and let me scratch you."
Just then, a green crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a toilet that overflows and drowns the fish. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a hard voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Derek read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."
They stared at each other sexually as the crone cackled some more. Casey's nipple began to tremble. Then Derek shrugged, pulled out a cat, and hit the crone on her toe. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Casey said and kissed Derek hypnotically. "This is a naked Valentine's Day!"
They nauseatingly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they scratched each other all night long.
LMAO. If only that solved the problem! _________________
Sally paced up and down, jiggling her cleavage. Her very good friend, Mary Sue Derek, had arranged to meet her here on the couch. "I have something hot to tell you," she had said.
Mary Sue Derek was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Sally expected to see her bounce up, her sexy hair streaming behind her and her colorful eyes aglow.
Sally heard footsteps, but they seemed rather smart for a delicate and cool girl like Mary Sue Derek, whose tread was big. She turned around and found Casey staring at her.
"What are you doing here?" Casey said huskily. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."
Sally had said that, but now she was beginning to wish she hadn't acted so breathlessly. "Mary Sue Derek asked to meet me here." As she gazed at Casey, her thigh began to throb intelligently.
"Oh," Casey said, sexually. "I'll just go then."
"Wait," Sally said and caught Casey by her stomach. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Yes," Casey said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land.
From behind a Edwin, Mary Sue Derek watched with a purple light in her cute eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Sally/Casey". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the cat from extinction.
Hurray for Cally. _________________ Soul x Maka: My [anime] OTP -- /Never has an unoffical pairing been so blatantly obvious. They're soulmates, I tell you!/
It was Christmas Eve. Edwin sat scratchy in a fish tank, sipping yellow eggnog.
He looked at the lumpy wings hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Lizzie had hung it there, just before they looked at each other angrily and then fell into each other's arms and poked each other's hips.
If only I hadn't been so smelly, Edwin thought, pouring a opaque amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Lizzie might not have got so long and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a simple tear and held his toe in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a furry voice lifted angrily up in song.
I'm dreaming of a hard Christmas
Just his heart beat like a drum
Edwin ran to the door. It was Lizzie, looking shiny all over with snow.
"I missed you naked," Lizzie said. "And I wanted to poke your hips again."
Edwin hugged Lizzie and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Lizzie said.
"I think so too," Edwin said and they poked each other's hips until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted gerbil lips and lived sexually until Edwin got drunk again.
PS: I made some smut ones with adult language, not really appropriate but i'll PM if anyone wants to read it. _________________
Omg! I have not laughed this hard in soooo long! Thank you for posting this, Lady Azura!! very much needed, lol! And to those of you who have posted yours, just hilarious! I couldn't stop laughing. I love it. Great jobs!
eyeluvDasey, my curiosity got the best of me once again. Please PM them to me as well! that is, if you still have them.
Here are the ones I've come up with so far.. Not as hilarious as all of yours, some are actually kind of stupid.. but I still laughed pretty hard at some of the terms. There are 3, because I have had an unbelievably boring night.. and they're all Dasey. Lol.
Triangular Lang Syne
(on this one, I meant to replace the adjective 'annoying' with something else, but forgot to.. So annoy and annoying both show up, which personally, I find annoying... (lol) So just ignore it)
Derek sipped suggestively at his drink and stood triangular behind a steak. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel gorgeous and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how green his thigh got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Derek knew very well why he was at the party: to see Casey.
Ah, Casey. Just the thought of her, the chance of a glimpse of her annoying ear made Derek's heart beat like a smokey camp fire attacking and burning his eyes..
But tonight everyone was masked. Derek peered forcefully through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Casey. There, he thought, the woman over by the store, the loud one with the Dog mask. It had to be Casey. No one else could look so lovely, even in a Dog mask.
She began to walk Derek's way and Derek started to panic. What if she actually talked to Derek?
Casey came right up to Derek and Derek thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," Casey said annoyingly. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the drink," Derek said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so blue.
Just then, an astonishing voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Derek's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Casey might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Casey swept Derek into her arms, bent him on a fried chicken, and kissed Derek wearily, slipping him the tongue and groping his stomach.
Derek could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out casually and pulled Casey's mask off her face. It was Casey! "I knew it was you," Derek said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Casey said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Derek watched her go. She would be right back, Derek was sure. Just as soon as she had her punch.
And then they would fall in love.
Derek and Casey
by William Shakespeare
Enter Derek
Casey appears above at a window
Derek:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the bar, and Casey is the Donkey.
Arise, orange Donkey, and suck the funny fence post.
See, how she leans her thigh upon her head!
O, that I were a glove upon that head,
That I might touch that thigh!
Casey:
O Derek, Derek! wherefore art thou Derek?
What's in a name? That which we call a foot
By any other name would smell as gross
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like a dancing flame"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove gorgeous.
Derek:
Lady, by yonder funny fence post I swear
That tips in a box the hot chair--
Casey:
O, swear not by the fence post, the lazy fence post,
That humorously changes in its sexy orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise sexy.
Sweet, stupid night! A thousand times stupid night!
Parting is such annoying sorrow,
That I shall say stupid night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Derek:
Sleep dwell upon thy thigh, peace in thy head!
Would I were sleep and peace, so annoyingly to rest!
casually will I to my orange foot's cell,
Its help to suck, and my gross foot to tell.
To Sexually Eat
Casey and Derek were celebrating a hideous Valentine's Day together. Casey had cooked a smexy dinner and they ate under the table by candlelight.
"My darling," Derek said, stroking Casey's knee, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Casey. "It is but a gorgeous token of my reminiscent love."
Casey opened the box. Inside was an implanted garage! She gazed at it sneakily. Then she gazed at Derek sneakily. "It's ugly," Casey said. "Come here and let me eat you."
Just then, a funny looking crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like youtube infested with tweens. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a Orange voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Derek read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."
They stared at each other disgustingly as the crone cackled some more. Casey's butt began to tremble. Then Derek shrugged, pulled out a Smarti, and hit the crone on her arm. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Casey said and kissed Derek stealthily. "This is a tangible Valentine's Day!"
They gravely burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
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