Steven took a QuikTrip (heh) to Sootopolis to see his boyfwend Wallace. They were both very gay. Steven and Wallace decided to dedicate October 26th of every year to cosplaying as each other. It was something to look at, especially for the townspeople and their mayor who hated gay marriage and couples and he really hated Steven. But Steven didn't care cuz he loved rocks.
Wallace was wearing Steven's faggot clothes this handy dandy day and Steven took it upon himself to sew a copycat Wallace cloak that looked mighty queer. It was quite a scene to behold, let me tell you. First of all, Steven looked like a fool and Wallace looked like the opposite of a thug-wearing clothes way too small for him. Anyways, Steven landed on the tropical ground of.. uh.. Hoenn. Hoe-in.
He lost his hand in all the ruckus of his Skarmory, who made a weird growling noise at the experience of seeing Steven stupidly losing his hat just by jumping 5 inches to the grass. Steven threw his PokeBall at the Skarmory. "Return, Rocks!"
Wallace, as gay as he was, tip-toed out of his SHACK because heaven forbid he live in a real house when FanFiction is here to make you feel sorry for every male character in the universe. Don't tell me that Pokemon writers don't effin' make you feel sorry for someone like Hugh or something because it happens okay. You all feel sorry for the guy who lost a stupid Purrloin that he could have just caught outside Aspertia in ROUTE 19! But nooo, he's a faggot.
"Oh my effin' rocks Deoxys you're such a queer today rocks Wally!" Exclaimed a you-can-hear-the-smile-in-his-voice Steven. "You've hit ninety-nine point fifty-five hundred thousand one hundred and twenty-six on my gaydar today!"
"My faggy senses are tingling!" Wallace pretended to have a seizure.
"Oh my poor Wally Wally Woxen Free!" Steven grabbed his helpless companion and kissed him romantically in front of a conveniently placed Shiny Magikarp statue.
Wallace opened his eyes in disappointment. "You call 911 when someone has a seizure! You only do mouth to mouth if I was drowning, you ASYMPTOTE!"
Steven dropped him in pretend anger and frustration. "No need for Algebra 2 insults, okay. Asymptote was so sophomore year."
Rocks Wallace started to cry on the wet grass. "Crater land is so gay! Your clothes are muddy now!" He rolled around in the muddy weeds and snorted like a hog in heat.
"I have to tell you something," Steven kneeled down and placed his hand on Wallace's shoulder through his huge-booty cloak. He leaned over into Wally's ear. "Smoke dope, don't lose hope."
"Thanks, Steve Jobs, your words pierce my heart like Cupid's arrow," Wally smiled and then fell into hibernation. Heh.
"Rocks Wally, you make my x = 0 turn into an inverse x^2!" Steven punched Wallace's gut angrily and rolled into the deep blue and drowned while yelling, "Oh rocks!"