So Ging was walking down the street, when Gon was all like "DADDY PAPA FATHER COME LOOK HITHER." So Ging turned to his little boy in short shorts and was like WAT. So Gon was like "I CAN BE SEXY TOO YOU OLD BASTARD" and thrusted his hips to the right and did some sort of flailing motion with his hands on the left. Ging only sighed and looked away, because Gon was trying way too hard. There are two types of sexy: forced sexy where you wear skimpy clothing (such as short shorts) and born sexy. Ging was the latter. He knew only one person who was his equal on such a topic: Kite. Kite was just… Kite. That long feminine hair squeezed his heart. They'd look so good together; long straight hair, and long bushy hair with way too much gel. Of course, that'd mean he'd look good with Gon too, but Gon was a force-sexy type and didn't deserve Kite. He can just be homo with that other kid.
Suddenly Kite came from behind the bushes next to Ging and started stroking Ging's bicep with one finger. Ging swatted his finger away, blushing, because why not be a bitchdere. This only attracted Kite more and he used his bicep to stroke Ging's tricep, and Ging was kinda getting turned on. Kat had this crazed look in his eyes, and his nostrils flared as the rubbing of arms grew more and more aggressive. Ging started smiling too, because as Kit rubbed against his arm, his pretty hair bounced up and down- just enough to get pleasure and a little frustration because you want more.
Then Gon came running and started brushing against Ging's knee with his back. Then Killua came from behind the lamp post and started brushing against Gon's face with his own. Then Orio started thrusting his twinkie into Ging's ass and Kite suddenly got really angry. Like, what are you doing to my Gling. You can't do that.
Then Kiet took out his hidden fishing pole and started strangling Orio until he died, and then resumed rubbing Ging's arm.
THE END