FANFIC FRIDAY: MIRANDA GOES TO PARTY (Adventures With Miranda Fanfic – Part 7)

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After a break last week (pfff no I didn’t forget I just.. um.. turtles?) Fanfic Fridays are back yaaay.
Just a heads up: it might not be up next week because 1) exams and 2) I always have trouble finishing stuff. So wish me luck on both!

ADVENTURES WITH MIRANDA
PART 7: MIRANDA AT THE WEDDIN PARYT

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When i got out of my car and went inside the churtch, the bride an groom werent there. Ther were peepol and guetsts. I put my meats on the gift table, which i guets was the altar.

The guetsts were goin throu a door that lead to a bootiful garden. I folowed them so that nobody gets suspitshus.

Everyone was tchatin and smilin and laughin. I was at the food table. There werent even any meats! Not even koolaid?! What the even heck was this?! There was just hommade cookies!! I ate them anyways. There was also glatses of sparkly waters. I found them intretsting and took one.

Then, i sawed glozell! I wento tak to her

‘Hi guyzel its me miranda.’

‘Miranda! I didn’t know you were invited! Whas’ good?’

‘Nothin.’

‘Ooo damn. You seem to be pissed off at summat.’

‘Its nonoyour bizness’ i said, and i drinked all the sparkly juices. It tasted like somethin i never even tatsted before. It made my throat and organs and intestines so warm! 

‘I love this juce watisit?! Its even beter than koolaid!’

‘That’s champagne gurl.’

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WWHHATATAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTT?!?!?!? IM DRINKIN ALCOHOLSS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!??! OH MY GODNES FORGIMME LORD I HAVE SINNED I DRINKED THIS DISCUSTIN ALCOHOL IT WASN MY FAULT IT WAS THER ON THE TABLE WHAT HAVE I DONE OMIGOODNESS’

I ran away from my shame and hid in a broom closet. I found a botle of soaps so i ate them to watsh my mouths from these alcohols. It maked me gagged sobad liek i was chokin on somethin. It reminded me o my uncle for som reasen but i cant remember why even. He was ded anyways now so idosnt mater.

I finally detcided that it was time for me to come out of the closet. But not like tylar or joee or conner or hana cuz im not a lebenese.

They were now playin the song wach me wip that naynay that i made a vidio of lassmonth. So i starred doin it two and i was goud but i saw that GOZELL was TWERKIN the PORN WAY!!! I went to hide her butticle cracks but even more peepol startd twerkin like that so i new that i had to scar them to stop it. So i took my gun and pushed it into glodzels butt.

She started screeming but lukily stoped twerkin and all the others stoped to. 

Someone said ‘shoud we call 911?’

So i yelld at him ‘yarite these aren even the rite lyricts! Youll now it wen i cover it tomorow on my tchanel’

Sins the scare worked goodly enough and fast, i detcided that it wasn netcetsary to shoot the gun anymor so i took it bak from glodzels butt and licked it to remove the crusts on it. Besides that i was savin the shoots for something elts. Somone else, shoud i say it.

As i wakd away, i herd glozell muter ‘Next time you shove a dildo up my butthole, I’m shoving three down all o’yours, you bitch.’ I wondered hootchie was talkin to, and wat didlo means. Im shur i once ate one o these before. They tatsted squitshy thou.

Wen wazzis wedin even gona start?! Im getin tireded.

An sudenly, my qwetshen was ansered. A voitse said ‘Joshua and Colleen’s wedding ceremony will begin in a moment! Please re-enter the church and take a seat to share this special moment with them!’

Finaly. It was time.

They wanted a speshel moment? Ill give it to them. ill make it s

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o speshel it woud be unfergotable even.

Ho ho ho.

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