Mimi and Ponzi were celebrating a caliente Valentine's Day together. Mimi had cooked a british dinner and they ate on an XL bad dragon dildo by candlelight.

"My darling," Ponzi said, stroking Mimi's pepis, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Mimi. "It is but a horny token of my luscious love."

Mimi opened the box. Inside was a moist boo ta ta! She gazed at it moistily. Then she gazed at Ponzi moistily. "It's yiffy," Mimi said. "Come here and let me suck you."

Just then, a fishy crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a chicken nugget floating down from heaven blessed by the one lord nagito komaeda. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a furry voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.

Ponzi read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."

They stared at each other swiftly as the crone cackled some more. Mimi's left butt cheek began to tremble. Then Ponzi shrugged, pulled out a bad dragon, and hit the crone on her right butt cheek. She fell over dead.

"Problem solved!" Mimi said and kissed Ponzi deliciously. "This is an oily Valentine's Day!"

They homosexually burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.

And then they sucked each other all night long.