How Kristen and Brian met.
One day I was out fighting crime and doing my usual stuff and things, after a while (with no villains to be slayed)I thought I would borrow some soft serve from the old county buffet(If it’s all you can eat, why can’t I eat something someone could eat but didn’t right?) somehow I broke the ice cream machine, don’t go there.........then suddenly
I saw you.....you were like.....like.....something really spiffy ........
anyways, you were carrying a plate full of chicken corpses and you were wearing a shirt saying, ”I heart Porn.” albeit these flaws you seemed like someone I needed to know.
so with my udder smoothness; I Ran at you full speed and tackled you, patting you down roughly,
screaming “FIRE, FIRE!”.
you lied there motionless, you seemed okay...... just stunned.
you looked up at me obviously terrified,
your voice in a high squeaky manor “Excuse me, do I know you?”
“Yes”-I lied.
Disbelievingly you stared trying to remember my face and of course nothing came to you.
“well no, you don’t really know me, but I think you really should .” I smiled nervously.
I stood up, you still a lying on the grungy carpet staring up at me.
“What’s you name?” I asked?
“Brian.... ”
“I’m Kristen and I’m here to write dumb poetry for you, I’m here to tell you I like your eyes even though I can’t tell what color they are, I‘m here to borrow things for you, I’m here to laugh at your jokes, to tell you that you are important, to bake things for you, to teach you things, I’m here to make you feel safer, to go on walks with you, to fall asleep in odd places with you, to eat with you, to explore with you, to hear your dreams, and tell you my dreams(except the one with the banana, I’ll keep that one to myself) I’m your love cake, and you are my man skull.”
I’m here to make life in this world better for you.
Brian, I am here to love you!
out of breath I look down at you, confused but smiling you stand.
we look at each other for a moment, faces fading back and fourth between joy and misunderstanding
“Kristen, huh?”
You look towards the door and say nothing, you smile and grab my hand and we leave, as sirens whirr in the distance.
I saw you.....you were like.....like.....something really spiffy ........
anyways, you were carrying a plate full of chicken corpses and you were wearing a shirt saying, ”I heart Porn.” albeit these flaws you seemed like someone I needed to know.
so with my udder smoothness; I Ran at you full speed and tackled you, patting you down roughly,
screaming “FIRE, FIRE!”.
you lied there motionless, you seemed okay...... just stunned.
you looked up at me obviously terrified,
your voice in a high squeaky manor “Excuse me, do I know you?”
“Yes”-I lied.
Disbelievingly you stared trying to remember my face and of course nothing came to you.
“well no, you don’t really know me, but I think you really should .” I smiled nervously.
I stood up, you still a lying on the grungy carpet staring up at me.
“What’s you name?” I asked?
“Brian.... ”
“I’m Kristen and I’m here to write dumb poetry for you, I’m here to tell you I like your eyes even though I can’t tell what color they are, I‘m here to borrow things for you, I’m here to laugh at your jokes, to tell you that you are important, to bake things for you, to teach you things, I’m here to make you feel safer, to go on walks with you, to fall asleep in odd places with you, to eat with you, to explore with you, to hear your dreams, and tell you my dreams(except the one with the banana, I’ll keep that one to myself) I’m your love cake, and you are my man skull.”
I’m here to make life in this world better for you.
Brian, I am here to love you!
out of breath I look down at you, confused but smiling you stand.
we look at each other for a moment, faces fading back and fourth between joy and misunderstanding
“Kristen, huh?”
You look towards the door and say nothing, you smile and grab my hand and we leave, as sirens whirr in the distance.