Chapter ahfkjsdkafoewiw: Mang0 pwns Leffen
"What a hot life!" smiled Blaze as she was in love with her new life.
"I concur with you because our love is stronger than a golden banana," agreed Bean. He reached over the sofa for a can of refreshing, nutritious Mountain Dew. "I just hope Brendaniel reviewed this one before I take this next sip.
Bean took the sip of the MD and immediately collapsed onto the floor dead. It was a shocking sight to behold!
"Oh my, he is dead!" cried Blaze. She wept bitter tears for the death of her new newlywed. He had died so inexcusably.
Or maybe he just died because I said so, stupid. Ever think of that? I'm sorry I called you stupid…
Blaze looked at her lovely ring that she had found earlier and sang a song of pride containing it all. She loved the idea of Bean's dynamite abs, but now he was a deadman.
"I wish I could find a new reverse chicky babe! I must do my best to be a hero to my own self!" she said as she ran into the nearest hotel.
Mighty the karma-licious Armadillo was manning the front desk. Blaze shot him with the ring's powerful essence and Mighty's muscles became endless possibilities. Out came his textbook pecky-abby goodness!
"Am I allowed to be in love with you, Mighty?" asked the cat to the army of dill, yo.
"Well, are you into pretty people, hot stuff?" he said with a cool eyebrow movement. He then showed Blaze how he danced and it was trophy day for everyone in that hotel.
Blaze moved onto her power to kiss well and she did it to Mighty.
Mighty enjoyed having grand smooches accompany his life, so it was a pretty neat thing to exist in his life just then.
"So, Blaze, y'all wanna get married right this sec?" asked the hunky dude.
"Of course! It is why I don this ring on my finger," she replied with much gratitude.
The minister arrived via a flying potato ten minutes later and luckily Mighty had consumed zero Mountain Dew bottles.
The minister was none other than Ray the Flying Squirrel. He wore a robe that made him look like Dr. Zaius from Planet of the Chicken Pasta. He also grew a beard and Blaze knew about the six-pack he had been working on lately in the gym.
"We are gathered here today in holy matrimony!" announced Ray to the crowd in the hotel. "Does anyone believe the two of them shan't wed?"
One doofus raised his hand. "Blaze can be chicky babe because of her ring, but dat stag ain't got nuttin' on his finguh!"
Everyone gasped because it was a true sight that Mighty refused to have an apparent finger wrap.
Blaze was pretty mad at this. "Where is your own lovingkindness, my honey bunches of oats?"
Mighty shrugged and Blaze kicked him in the eyeball. She then commanded him to find his own ring for the wedding privileges. It looked like a dangerous road ahead for any Armourdiller…
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