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shitty ends & feuding best friends

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Chapter twelve - shitty ends & feuding best friends

heyo hoes i'm on a break until wednesday (national free dayyys ayyy - again pbirhm!) and sitting there, wondering why i kept getting unfollowed and all such, like your mamma does when you try to snatch some of that bomb cookie dough, realisation hit me.

it's like... i'm not updating??? apparently??? and y'all are so lovely and thank you for commenting and voting and shit y'all make me powerful and ready to conquer the world so, without further ado, let's go to the update you've been waiting for since ...

uhm...

when did I update again? ooooooH now i get why asshole holly is saying that i'm slow as hell with updating makes sense yap okay let's get into the chapter

ay also let me know if you enjoy this type of writing (character interacting with the narrator and such)

I don't even know anymore you guys, it's been so long since I read a wwe fanfic (pokemon is really eating up my existence) that I don't really remember some shit here and there, but, just like the great Einstein once said:

"Take a seat on Papa's lap."

oh shit that was me sorry *coughs* like the great einstein once said:

"Put that booty on my face."

...

you know what I give up

ENDINGS (THAT'RE VERY SHITTY)

1.) The first and most common ending is why of course, the happy go lucky ending. Carolina wins the Divas Championship (haha got you so good she's already the longest reigning hahaha suck on deez days). She and Deanple obviously get married and it's their wedding day and Carolina's a totes Bridezilla and, ladies and ladies with smaller butts, this happens:

"Where's dad??!!!!!!!'" A 21 year old Carolina Herrera Jambala that was gonna give up her Omelette Du Fromageness today to a 27 year old made of lunacy and lacking hair line, the one and only Deangdong shouted.

Carolina you asshole you didn't fall into a coma, no papa for ya you nasty

"Well okay Paige be the asshole of course but who in their diddly darn right mind is gonna escort me to the aisle?"

"I will, baby girl." a deep voice spoke from behind her, tickling her neck with a hot breath. Our heroine turned around with a painted with shock expression, wondering who in their right mind would call her baby girl and trigger so many feelings - she remembered that only person who called her baby girl when she was nine years old, and -

"It can't be."

"Oh but it is, baby girl."

"Roman, but... but... it can't be."

"I know it is, baby girl. I've been searching for you since the day of your birth, going around and-."

"Wait, aren't you like my age?"

"Will you shut the hell up and let me tell my story? God damn rude ass people ever wondered why your parents don't visit you you single piece of cardboard with sauce last name - oh wait nevermind i'm supposed to be acting like a dad sorry."

so savage roman goddamn

"Can you let me do my job too? Jeez another rude ass chick that thinks she's so cool with her long ass description that no one reads like goddamn let me say my part and get the heck out of here I've got places to be and vaginas to flick like jes - oh okay you're leaving too? Cool I can do this by myself. Carolina, I've been searching for you since the day of your birth, going around and calling people baby girl, thinking that somewhere, someday, our paths will - what's the word? Intersect? Match? Oh who cares. And as soon as I saw you winning that Divas Championship at the main event of Wrestlemania - I knew you were the one for me. My one and only baby girl. The cheese to my nacho, the Paul Heyman to my Bork Lazer, the amnesia to my basic fanfiction, the Will to my Hannibal, the Chad to my Ryan,the -"