ezio fell thru the door with a very loud smansh at leonardo house where he paints things and builds big macheens. ezio bupred and it smelle like pasta. disgusting.
"hard day at work?" inquereed leonrado. sometimes when eizo came to lenoarodo bc when he was sad. but also he needs weapons for "Secret Business" sometimes, and leo did not know whta it wa s for but mayb ezio got a job at the butche?r/? who know. anywyas., enzio fell over 300 chairs on the way in and caused a ruckis. "watrch urself!" moant leo. (AN: he moans bc its yaoi, if u dont know that already, GET OUT OF MY FIC!) . ezio growed in a very stdeep voice, "i need exactly 8 more hiddn blakdses. for my 'Secret Business'". he winked at leonardo, who strate to blush very loudly. "mama mia, wil u ever tell m e what u are usign those-a blades-a for?" aksed leonardo. ezio leandted in close and whispere in his ear "i will never tell u about the 'Secret Business' because its a secret. stop talking in that shitty italian accent we live in montreal". sudenly leonardo remembered that thye renamed florencia to motreal. he then got relay mad and kicked a chair bc. leonardo hates french peopel. "what the cazzo ragazzi puttana io mangio pane liberazione de roma was that for? are u fucking gay?" warned ezio. (AN: ht e yaoi comes later! relax xD ezio is still in the clsoet!xDDDDDDD) (AN: my health teacher says that ezio might also be compesating for a small dingey. id otn know what tha tmeans i hope she gets fucking fired) leonardo started screaming like a god damn baby. (AN: thats what ukes do... i watch so much anime i think i can handle thisxD). ezio grapped leonardo s arm. "are u ready for the ride of ur life leonardo?" leonardo jsut started crying even harder. "good buckel up were going to party" ezio said and stared into space for a few minutes. leonardo was stil under hte death girp of ezios hands. they are so strong and worm on his arm. thn leo got a nsoebleed bc he started thinging of... what if his handsd started touch the dingy... and he nosebleedes all over the workshiop. "hmm. i shoudl use that blood to make some art later" he thot. "maybe i can be like jackson pollock". (AN: my mom told me that my art look like something jackson polock maked. that means im good and a famous artist , maybve leonrando was insipred by him. xD) ezio dragned him to the horse he parked outside teh buildig and put him on his lap. "we ride" he whispered to the hose and off they went. "its time to fucking party" mutderd ezio to himsef, this was going to be the bes t date he wioluld take anyone on ever.
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