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Once there was a rock. This rock was in love with a stick.

"Hey" said rock.

"Hi rock" said stick.

"So I was wondering….if maybe…you'd..um…" rock tried to ask.

"YES, I would love to. Pick me up at eight" she giggled.

Rock picked stick up at eight.

"You look lovely" rock blushed.

"Thank you" she blushed too.

They went to the fancy dirt and leafs bar. Rock ordered dirt casserole and stick got a leaf salad.

They had a great time. They talked. They laughed. They were in love.

"Wanna go back to my place?" rock asked.

"I'd love to" stick flirted.

They burst though franticly kissing.

"Oh Odin, I've wanted this for so long" rock breathed between kisses.

"Same" stick smashed her lips against his again.

There were kisses and longing touches.

"Let's do this" rock said.

They were grinding hard. Then there was smoke.

"This is hot" stick moaned.

Then there was fire.

"STICK" rock yelled.

"I'M BURNING" stick screamed.

"I'LL SAVE YOU" rock ran and went to go get some water, all the while hearing stick's agonizing screams of pain. The screaming stopped. Rock got back and stick was just a pile of ash.

"NOOOOO!" rock yelled.