It was a peachy day in the city and dr bomb was out of the house and antibravoman and negapigeon were the only ones in. The house was dark as usual in this place where they were.
Anti stared deeply at negapigeon who seemed to sigh back and then coo in desperation.
they were redy
like their scarfs were red
"r u ready, negapigeon"
"coo"
"yes me too"
they were ready.
the tip of the birds beak touched the tip of antis thing, and anti moaned in desperation.
"more!" he scream.
his faces was as red as his scarf.
they kept going, moaning loadly.
yes, the bird too
then they stop
"that wsa good"
"coo"
the next day was as hot as the sun
or at least atni thought, in all his clothing's
it was a time to do it again.
so with negapigeon, he did.
they couldn't stop, they did it more, more days sometimes. antis come was as black as his sole
"cooOOOOO"
"YES"
but anti woukd came to know that birds die
like the rest of life does
the as negapigeon passed on, antibravoman crieed a lot.
a single tear steam down his face, then more tear.
he was alone.
his black heart shatter to a million bit.
anti was relly alone.