bobt x amy fanfic
Amy was walking around near the.. graveyard. Idk why but she really lieked the calm and quiet dead people area. The crickets chirped.. the owls hooted.. her six eyes watching and reading every single gravestone there was.. But then she stopped at a grave where a man was standing. It was a man with a yellow dress. Someone was exploring their feminine side… She saw his very sculptured and sexy face. He was…. Happy? Her eyes trailed to the headstone. She read the name. ‘Marksman’s Animemaker Account’ She then understood where he was coming from. The man looked back and saw her… Amy flinched and took a few steps back. “I-I-I’m sorry!” She yelped. The man began to smile, “It’s alright..” His voice was majestic. He had such a soft, soothing and husky voice… He kinda sounded like Howie Mandel!! (Good thing.. PROLAPSE KING YES!!) “Well.. Maybe I should go?” She suggested, not knowing whether to stay with that handsome man or scurry off like a little cockroach. He stepped forward. “No.. It’s alright” He said in a zesty tone. (he sounded like a femboy Beatle from the Beatles… was this man gay ir not??) “But. But.. I wouldn’t want to disturb your mourning.” She knew damn well he wasn’t mourning that rat but she was nice!! “Mourning? I was coming by to knock over the head stone, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He stepped EVEN closerrrrrrr. Amy started to blush profusely… “oh.” Was all she could mutter. Then.. They were really close. Then.. He slipped a note into her pocket and walked away mysteriously. “I-!” She couldn’t say anything, he was already gone. Amy unfolded the note and looked down. It was his name and number. Apparently his name was.. Big oily boy toes?
PART 2 CUMMING SOON!!!!!
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