Nathan and Peter were celebrating an awesome Valentine's Day together. Nathan had cooked a rich dinner and they ate in a wood by candlelight.
"My darling," Peter said, stroking Nathan's arm, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Nathan. "It is but a sexy token of my demonic love."
Nathan opened the box. Inside was a wonderful duck! He gazed at it slowly. Then he gazed at Peter slowly. "It's tiny," Nathan said. "Come here and let me stroke you."
Just then, an awful crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a star piercing the heavens. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a serendipitous voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Peter read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other briefly as the crone cackled some more. Nathan's back began to tremble. Then Peter shrugged, pulled out a shirt, and hit the crone on her leg. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Nathan said and kissed Peter gratefully. "This is a splendid Valentine's Day!"
They forcefully burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they stroked each other all night long.
HOW DID THE DRABBLE KNOW THEY WERE BROTHERS?!?!?! Wow.
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Nathan and Peter were celebrating an awesome Valentine's Day together. Nathan had cooked a rich dinner and they ate in a wood by candlelight.
"My darling," Peter said, stroking Nathan's arm, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Nathan. "It is but a sexy token of my demonic love."
Nathan opened the box. Inside was a wonderful duck! He gazed at it slowly. Then he gazed at Peter slowly. "It's tiny," Nathan said. "Come here and let me stroke you."
Just then, an awful crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a star piercing the heavens. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a serendipitous voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Peter read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother."
They stared at each other briefly as the crone cackled some more. Nathan's back began to tremble. Then Peter shrugged, pulled out a shirt, and hit the crone on her leg. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Nathan said and kissed Peter gratefully. "This is a splendid Valentine's Day!"
They forcefully burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they stroked each other all night long.
HOW DID THE DRABBLE KNOW THEY WERE BROTHERS?!?!?! Wow.