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A Sketchy Valentine For Mr. Peanut(Story In Description)4
After bombarding my best friends with one final meme before I fell in reverse to my sudden and apparent death, I finally ended up in heaven, where a familiar, monocled face immediately caught my attention... and my heart. I had secured the location of my...
💕💖✨" W i n g - N u t " ✨💖💕
*insert romantic rimshot here*
I noticed my body rising slower and slower into the air, until it began to fall. CRUNCHTIME struck again. I literally extended my arms, secured my paws firmly but endearingly around his beautifully-curved waist, and held him close to me as we descended back through the clouds together, feeling like I was in a fantastical dream as his angel wings disappeared in the fall. Gradually, we fell faster, and faster, and faster, AND until finally, we splashed straight into the Kool-Aid Man. We arrived in chilly America, at what looked like a funeral. I'm afraid to say it wasn't a very refreshing dip. I spent roughly 45 seconds being one of the Kool-Aid Man's ice cubes.
Just then, his svelte black arms swept me up, his willowy fingers gently caressed the ice around me, and my body temperature immediately began to rise, causing the ice to melt. Mr. Peanut, alive and well and soaked in Kool-Aid (and carrying me like a newlywed bride! *fangirl squeals* ), was met with praise, hugs and cheers from everyone except the Kool-Aid Man, who was apparently heartbroken over his silly delusion of a magic teardrop causing an adorable legume ripoff of Baby Yoda to pop up out of the ground not coming true. I think we all know who the real baby is here...
We announced to all that the two of us would work on a much less morbid marketing campaign to turn everyone's attention to the Planters company once more. We would resurrect the snack! The dream! The legend!
P.B. Crisps! P.B. Crisps! P.B. Crisps!
Once again, triumphant screams roared through the air. It was a true 'shellebration'. Me and Mr. Peanut walked together through the very sudden, Hallmark Christmas movie-esque snow to the Planters headquarters, where Mr. Peanut's sheer hotness (actually, just how hot I was from being in his arms) safely kept us from being neck-deep in snow.
?The End?
💕💖✨" W i n g - N u t " ✨💖💕
*insert romantic rimshot here*
I noticed my body rising slower and slower into the air, until it began to fall. CRUNCHTIME struck again. I literally extended my arms, secured my paws firmly but endearingly around his beautifully-curved waist, and held him close to me as we descended back through the clouds together, feeling like I was in a fantastical dream as his angel wings disappeared in the fall. Gradually, we fell faster, and faster, and faster, AND until finally, we splashed straight into the Kool-Aid Man. We arrived in chilly America, at what looked like a funeral. I'm afraid to say it wasn't a very refreshing dip. I spent roughly 45 seconds being one of the Kool-Aid Man's ice cubes.
Just then, his svelte black arms swept me up, his willowy fingers gently caressed the ice around me, and my body temperature immediately began to rise, causing the ice to melt. Mr. Peanut, alive and well and soaked in Kool-Aid (and carrying me like a newlywed bride! *fangirl squeals* ), was met with praise, hugs and cheers from everyone except the Kool-Aid Man, who was apparently heartbroken over his silly delusion of a magic teardrop causing an adorable legume ripoff of Baby Yoda to pop up out of the ground not coming true. I think we all know who the real baby is here...
We announced to all that the two of us would work on a much less morbid marketing campaign to turn everyone's attention to the Planters company once more. We would resurrect the snack! The dream! The legend!
P.B. Crisps! P.B. Crisps! P.B. Crisps!
Once again, triumphant screams roared through the air. It was a true 'shellebration'. Me and Mr. Peanut walked together through the very sudden, Hallmark Christmas movie-esque snow to the Planters headquarters, where Mr. Peanut's sheer hotness (actually, just how hot I was from being in his arms) safely kept us from being neck-deep in snow.
?The End?
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