"Poking "plane bro" untill he writes"
By Plonefag (https://pastebin.com/u/Plonefag)

URL: https://pastebin.com/R5Sa2iMX
Created on: Friday 9th of May 2014 07:26:09 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Sunday 25 of October 2020 11:08:15 AM UTC


>You sit there staring at the screen on your desk
>Blitz looks at you with a expression of pure confusion
>"Anon what are you doing?"
"Writing."
>"You've been staring at that thing for the last five minutes."
>You get up and put your face really close to hers
>She pulls her head back looking weirded out
>You ay in a completly level tone of voice
"I know right."
>You hop back up and into your seat to stare at a screen and do nothing
>"...You're strange Anon. I'm uhhh, gonna go for a flight to get some air..."
"Neat. I'll write about that."
>"Wha-. YOU KNOW WHAT I DON'T WANT TO KNOW."
"Kay."
>She leaves and you hear her fly by the window
>You grin and start writing
"Title....title.... "A Flying Fuck"... Good enough."

>2 hours have passed since Blitz left now
>You're just finishing up the wonderful scene of Blitz and you hugging under the setting sun
>You hear her fly by again
>OHSHIT.bmp
>you stumble about with your mouse trying to save/quit/logoff/hide all at once
>she walks in without you seeing her and trots up to the computer moniter
>"...Oh Anon I've always loved you and thought you were the best at everything. Let's fu-"
>You close the window and glance at her
>Nervousface.exe is using too many system resources
>"ANON WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WRITING."
"NonthingwhatareyoutalkingaboutBlitz?"
>You see her eye twitch
>You look into her eyes to try to see how she feels about this
>Suddenly those eyes are very close
>"Anon."
"Y-yeah..?"
>She's grinning like a mad pony
>"Why'd you write me on the bottom?"
"W-what?"
>She pushes you on the bed
>"I said..."
>she climbs on top of you still grinning
>"Why'd you write me on the bottom?"
>Her voice is full of lust
>Brain.exe has stopped responding
"I-I.. What?"
>She purs and starts kissing your neck
"W-what!?"
>"Shut up and fu-"
>A black man kicks in your door with a handgun
>"ENGLISH MOTHER FUCKER."
>He shoots you in the knee
>You wake up covered in sweat
"...What the fuck is wrong with m-"
>"Aaaaanon... Go back to sleep"
>You feel metal hooves drag you back to the blankets and snuggle with you
>Blitz is nuzzled in your chest half awake
>You hug her back abd drift back off to sleep