To Deliously Slam WTF!
To Deliously Slam
Allen and Kanda were celebrating a stonic Valentine's Day together. Allen had cooked a sparkily dinner and they ate on top of a door by candlelight.
"My darling," Kanda said, stroking Allen's hand, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Allen. "It is but an oderless token of my bronz love."
Allen opened the box. Inside was a fluent Lenalee! He gazed at it creamily. Then he gazed at Kanda creamily. "It's smooth," Allen said. "Come here and let me slam you."
Just then, a bright blue crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a rainforest that is in the prosscess of getting burned into oblivion. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a fluffy voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Kanda read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other mordifingly as the crone cackled some more. Allen's leg began to tremble. Then Kanda shrugged, pulled out a house plant, and hit the crone on her hip. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Allen said and kissed Kanda heavily. "This is a colorful Valentine's Day!"
They wistfully burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they slamed each other all night long.