The Rapture, by Dickfart
"I know," said L to Light one evening.
"I know that you think you know," Light responded.
"I know that you think that I think I know."
"I know that you think that you think that you think you know."
"You know what I really think?" said L.
"You think that cake farts are my kink," said Light.
"No," said L, dropping trow and farting deep into a slice of cake. "I know."
"I will take this farty caked ass," said Light, grabbing L's hips. "And EAT IT."
And thus Light buried his face into frosted, gassy nerd anus for the rest of the night.
The End