Did I figure it out? -EXPERIMENT-
Pairing: Beautiful Woman x Sexy Man
This is very gay.
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Also, I'm trying to figure out how livejournal works because I'm a confused little kid who should be doing her biology and government homework, but isn't. I now bid you adieu.
His name was Beautiful Woman and he was just that, except he was a man. He cried and cried because he knew he wasn't supposed to have the silky soft skin and the light, smooth hair he had, but he couldn't help it. He wished he looked like a real man or at least was an actual woman. He didn't want people making fun of him anymore. Boys liked him and girls hated him. It was weird.
One day, Beautiful Woman decided to cut his golden locks. He cut them so short that you could barely tell that his hair was once long and flowing.
Sexy Man took notice.
"Beautiful Woman," he boomed, "why would you cut your long, gorgeous locks?"
"Because, Sexy Man, everyone was making fun of me for looking like a woman!" Beautiful Woman cried.
"No one was making fun of you," he boomed once more, in his loud, booming voice, "they thought that you were beautiful. As do I." Sexy Man's mouth curved into a seductive smile. Beautiful Woman could feel his heart pumping faster and faster.
"W-what do you mean? You think I'm... beautiful? What should I do?" Beautiful Woman stuttered.
"You should fall into my strong, loving arms like a good woman. And grow your hair back."
Beautiful Woman stopped blushing and socked Sexy Man in the face.
"I'm not a woman, you bitch!" He yelled and sassily stomped away.
Sexy Man stared after Beautiful Woman. "...Wait, what?"
*
I hope you enjoyed this crack-filled story, if you read it. If you didn't, I can't blame you. This took two seconds and it's not really supposed to mean anything.... but if you liked it, thanks~ (if for some reason, you want me to continue this, please ask.)
This is very gay.
gaygaygay
Also, I'm trying to figure out how livejournal works because I'm a confused little kid who should be doing her biology and government homework, but isn't. I now bid you adieu.
His name was Beautiful Woman and he was just that, except he was a man. He cried and cried because he knew he wasn't supposed to have the silky soft skin and the light, smooth hair he had, but he couldn't help it. He wished he looked like a real man or at least was an actual woman. He didn't want people making fun of him anymore. Boys liked him and girls hated him. It was weird.
One day, Beautiful Woman decided to cut his golden locks. He cut them so short that you could barely tell that his hair was once long and flowing.
Sexy Man took notice.
"Beautiful Woman," he boomed, "why would you cut your long, gorgeous locks?"
"Because, Sexy Man, everyone was making fun of me for looking like a woman!" Beautiful Woman cried.
"No one was making fun of you," he boomed once more, in his loud, booming voice, "they thought that you were beautiful. As do I." Sexy Man's mouth curved into a seductive smile. Beautiful Woman could feel his heart pumping faster and faster.
"W-what do you mean? You think I'm... beautiful? What should I do?" Beautiful Woman stuttered.
"You should fall into my strong, loving arms like a good woman. And grow your hair back."
Beautiful Woman stopped blushing and socked Sexy Man in the face.
"I'm not a woman, you bitch!" He yelled and sassily stomped away.
Sexy Man stared after Beautiful Woman. "...Wait, what?"
*
I hope you enjoyed this crack-filled story, if you read it. If you didn't, I can't blame you. This took two seconds and it's not really supposed to mean anything.... but if you liked it, thanks~ (if for some reason, you want me to continue this, please ask.)