"Seriously, every time when I go to McDonald's I ask for no pickles on my burger!" Mondo exclaimed as he threw his burger into the backseat of the car (With Sorter catching it and eating it).
Kiyotaka only scoffed. He had made himself his own chicken soup, and had eaten while Mondo was at the gym. "Okay, why didn't you just take the pickle off, and two, you just went to the gym."
"I don't care! They shouldn't have but it on there in the first place!" He yelled as Sorter happily chomped away at his double beef and bacon burger.
~End~
A/N: hey, this is an ishimondo dump not Oneshots so ima write what I want
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Ishimondo Stuff
FanfictionREAD THIS PLEASE!!! Future author here. I just want to clarify that I wrote these back in 2017 to mid 2019 and so these are absolutely awful,,, it portrays the characters in a terrible light and overall the writing is just bleh. This is purely an ar...
