Chapter 1: Don
"Oi, that's a fuckin huge one ya caught there"
"Fuckin yeh man, fukin incredible lad"
On this Sunday, some poor fucker was really happy that he caught a fish. Unfortunately for him, he was unaware of the terror to come. He was fishing with his dad, Frank Underwood, who had recently been let out on parole after the noncing incident, and he was only fishing so the story had someplace to start I'm writing this in a bit of a rush ok.
Suddenly, like a sudden event, he sat down because the fish was heavy. He looked up at the sky and straight up at the sun which permanently blinded him, improving his hearing. It was then that the main character heard a noise in the distance.
"Don"
He looked to his left and then realized he couldn't see so I removed that plot device so now he can see and he saw on the grass next to him was DonVespucci.
"Don"
He recognized him immediately from the beautiful Irish accent and was immediately struck by a feeling of annoyance.
"Don"
It was so shitting annoying that he decided to walk away, but the Don kept following him.
"Don"
He was getting a bit annoyed so he decided to try to reason with the Don:
"Hey can you stop fucking saying th-"
"Can you stop talking over me?"
"…"
"Dooooon"
The main character who I forgot to give a name ran away in a mix of fear and disgust, realizing he couldn't reason with Don, and he bumped into the back of Frank Underwood, who was busy looking at pictures of noserings getting OWNED (part 3) and he said
"Hey look Frank can we run away from Don he's a bit annoying and I think he's getting bigger"
"Ok babe"
So they ran away but ALSO Don was getting bigger so that's exciting.