Chapter 11: Welcome to Brazil!
Ronald and Mikasa DeSantis, Eva Elfie, and Madison Cawthorn rolled up into the presidential palace of Brazil. Bolsonaro was already there with his dozen or so mistresses. Ronald wished he had a harem, but he knew no woman could ever compare to his beloved Mikasa.
"Mis amigos!" Bolsonaro greeted warmly. "Come in, por favor! Quien es el paraplegic?"
"I am Madison Cawthorn, my Lord," Cawthorn introduced.
"I am Eva Elfie," greeted Eva Elfie.
Bolsonaro looked at Eva Elfie long and hard. Like every straight man who gazed upon Eva Elfie, something else was getting hard as well.
"Oh, I already know who you are, hermanita," he laughed. "Don't check my search history. Jajajajajaja!"
"Hahahahaha!" DeSantis and Mikasa giggled.
"Xaxaxaxaxa!" Eva Elfie snorted, grabbing onto Cawthorn's wheelchair to keep her balance.
Everyone was laughing except Madison Cawthorn. He hated being reminded that millions of men fapped to Eva Elfie regularly. He wanted to be the only one for her. Also, now was not the time for laughs. There was a war to fight. The pro-freedom forces were advancing on Caracas, but they needed Brazil's help in finishing the conquest of Venezuela. Bolsonaro had the power to unleash his air force upon the commie scum.
"So, you want my help, gringo? What's in it for me?" Bolsonaro asked.
"Killing commies," DeSantis answered.
"Say no more, amigo! Jajajajaja!"
"Xaxaxaxaxaxax!"
*BOOOM*
The palace shook and trembled as a blast sent debris flying all over the place. It was clear where the blast came from. Cawthorn's wheelchair was obliterated and his body was in multiple pieces. Needless to say, Madison Cawthorn was deceased.
"Nooooooooo!" DeSantis shouted. "What the fuck just happened?"
Everyone cried and mourned Cawthorn's death. Even Bolsonaro shed crocodile tears. He was blown up, likely by some commie spy. But who was the spy? There is an imposter among the group!