"I am emotional connected to you," said Mort to Mark.
"I feel the same," whispered Mark as he gently caressed Mort's supple chin.
He leaned in for the kiss. It was a going to be a good kiss, Mort could tell. Their lips interlocked in a wet frenzy of body temperature saliva and heated emotions.
Then… The magic happened.
They reenacted their favorite scene from Semgma Princess. They didn't have a horse in the general vicinity so they used Clyde. It was very magical indeed.
Suddenly, a baby grew inside Mark!
"I am mpreg!" shouted Mark in horror.
"Hooray!" shouted Clyde who was still lodged in his butticular cave.
"I'M NOT READY TO BE FATHER!" Mark yelled out in agony.
"But the baby is already crowning!" Mort yelled in reply.
It was true. The top of the baby's small, bald head was already emerging from Mark's tunnel of love.
"SHOVE IT BACK IN ME I'M NOT READY!" Mark screamed, grabbing Mort by the collar of his shirt.
"It's too late for that! There is no stopping this baby now!" Mort screamed.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK YOU FUCK!" Mark hollered as he attempted to strangle Mort.
Just then Mark felt a deep, intense pain originating in his man cavern. He looked down between his legs at the puddle of blood and butt pee that he had released during the birthing process. Sheer terror filled his facial regions. He saw that it was indeed too late to shove it back in. The baby's head was now fully in view and smiling at him.
Mark screamed so hard that he popped Mort's eardrums and shattered both of their glasses, "NO NO NO I DON'T WANT THIS THING THIS IS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Just then the baby gently slid from Mark's anular pathway. Clyde sighed in delight at the sight of such an adorable baby. But immediately returned his attention to the road.
"The baby has been born!" Announced Mort.
"A healthy 3 pounds 4 ounces. That is a very healthy weight for an mpreg baby," Said Dave, weighing the baby in his hands and folding it gently like an accordion for several seconds before gingerly handing the small butt baby back to the fathers in the back seat.
"Alright, can you give me a bj real quick before we all die?" Mark asked Mort in a very seductive and suddenly completely calm manner.
Earlier that morning the whole Anime Club had decided to commit group gay boy suicide once Mark's baby was born.
"No way you're covered in blood and fecal matter and birthing fluids that is sick." Mort responded, noticing that the baby was still attached to his man's anus via it's umbilical cord.
But then they all died and baby was lost.
Only Edward Cullen from my favortest book ever, Twilight, attended the funeral.
Le End.