Kiku was at the hamburgular's game night for some reason. He brought his new boyfriend, Levi Akerman.
Okay...it wasn't the real Levi akerman, but it was a body pillow version of him.
And he talked for some reason.
"Ugh they're getting chips on the carpet." Levi groaned.
"Stop that. It's not your house."
"Id clean it up myself but I DONT HAVE ARMS."
"Fruk off."
"Did somebody say fruk?" Francis, who also knew the hambugar for reasons unknown, appeared. He smelled like wine and the blood of French royalty.
"I told you that you can't call us that." Arthur was here too. He didn't know the hamburgular. He was actually the only one.
"I'm going to anyway. Hey is that Alfred?" He looked up and Kiku looked up and Levi looked up and pretty much everybody looked up.
"Wow. I thought he died."
"Me too."
"Hey guys." Alfred greeted.
"No." Ronald was there too. He shoved Alfred into a broom closet and locked him in there.
"Aw man what was that for?"
"Stay in there while I hang out with my friends."
"Fiiiine."
Ronald went over and started making out with the Hamburgular.
Nobody really questioned it just like nobody really questioned why I'm writing this shit.
"Who's that hot son of a gun?" Levi asked.
"Hey babes." Ronald finished his deed with Hambugular and sat down next to Levi. He put his arm around him and Kiku bit down his anger. "What're ya doing after this?"
"I'm probably going to lie in bed since I can't really go anywhere without legs."
"Aw babe. I can take you anywhere you like."
"Maybe you can take me to that back room over there."
"Maybe I can."
Uh oh!