WiiFanNumber12005 Presents

Noel's "How The Kid Stole Gay Ships"

Obviously Based On Dr. Seuss's "How The Grinch Stole Christmas"

The Kid Is Played By Noel/WiiFanNumber12005

Story : Written By Noel/WiiFanNumber12005

And Told By Imaginary Boris Karloff

Published On December 25th 2020

Every Fangirl on Wattpad was in love with Gay Object Show Ships. When asked if they liked any Gay ship they'd say yes with their sweet sweet lips.

And Christmas was the biggest time of the year where Gay Ships shine the most! They would get a ton of love through art and one shots if it was a contestant or a host.

MePhone X MePad X Toilet is a WONDERFUL Threesome, and no other ship could ever be more wholesome!

Trowel X Beer is actually canon, and Knife X Trophy is the definition of nice. Countless Ships people could say were as adorable as a group of Mice.

Baseball X Nickel, is really adorable, M&M X Grassy is super Cute. 

Every Gay Ship felt like a bag full of loot. Every single Fangirl on Wattpad thought that Gay Ships were as amazing as Waffles! BUT THE KID... Who lived just north of all the Fangirls, in Ontario Canada found all the Gay ships awful!

The Kid hated Gay ships, every single one. Even the ships that involved his very own OC Wii. Please don't ask why we're not SURE How this could be.

It could be perhaps that his head wasn't screwed on just right. Or it could be perhaps that his shoes were too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason of all, would've been that his heart..... Was two sizes too small.....

But whatever the reason that makes your ears curl, he stood inside his room on Christmas Eve, hating the Fangirls.

Staring down at his iPad with a cranky sour kid frown, at the vibrant coloured fanart below in their town!

For he knew every Fangirl on Wattpad was busy now celebrating Christmas trying to make their special ships look more rad.

He snarled with a sneer.

"Tomorrow is Christmas... It's practically here."

Then he growled.

"Christmas used to be one of my favourite times of the year. But now, since all people celebrate Christmas with are Gay Ships, it brings me nothing but fear!

With his Kiddy words nervously insisting...

"I must find some way to keep Gay Ships from EXISTING!!!"

"Tomorrow I know... All those fangirls will wake bright and early and rush for their ships with a body pillow of Steve Cobs the Cob of Corn."

"And then- OH THE PORN OH THE PORN PORN PORN PORN!!!"

"THERE'S ONE THING I HATE! ALL THE PORN PORN PORN PORN!!!"

"And they'll write DOZENS of One Shots with EXTREMELY DULL Characters and Plots! Boy, can I go on to say how much I HATE those WATTS..."

"They'll be ALL OVER IT on their announcements! Only 'cause they think they'll be such an enhancement..."

"Heck, these ships will be the ONLY Thing people will talk about in general! I just WISH I could ban all of this if I was somewhat Federal."

"Then the Fangirls, young and old, will sit down to roleplay."

"And they'll roleplay, and they'll roleplay."

"And they'll roleplay, roleplay, roleplay."

"They'll roleplay Bickel, they'll roleplay CupPhone, they'll roleplay anything that's Gay."

"Oh, Gay roleplay is roleplay that I can't stand, which is the LEAST to say..."

"AND THEN... They'll do something I HATE most of all... Every Fangirl on WATTPAD the tall and the small... Will stand close together with Christmas Bells ringing..."

"They'll stand hand in hand... And those Fangirls... WILL START SINGING..."

"AND THEY'LL SING AND THEY'LL SING AND THEY'LL SING."

And the more the Kid thought of this Fangirl sing... The more the kid thought...

"I must stop this WHOLE thing! For an entire 2 Years I've put up with it now."

"I must stop Gay Ships from existing!!! But how???"

Then he got an idea... An awful idea... The Kid got a WONDERFUL... AWFUL IDEA!!!

"Haha! I know just what to do!" The Kid laughed in his throat.

"I'll make a Santa Claus hat and a coat."

Then he chuckled and chuckled.

"What a Kiddy trick. With this coat and this hat, I'll look just like Nick."

You're a mean one Mr. Kid.

You really are a Squid.

You're as toxic as an acid.

Your opinions are invalid Mr. Kid.

You smell more than dressing on salad.

You're a monster Mr. Kid

You're a shell of a man.

Your life was really messed up as soon as it began Mr. Kid.

I wouldn't run you over with a Minivan.

All I need is an assistant.

The Kid around.

But since assistants were scarce in Canada, there was none to be found.

Did that stop the Kid?

"Ha."

The Kid said.

"If I can find an assistant I'll make one instead!"

So he took his roommate, user0193636 and he took some thread, and he tied a big horn on the top of his head.

Then took he some bags and some old sacks on Christmas Eve ready to mentally destroy those hicks, then he put it all on a sleigh, which was being pulled by user013636

Then the Kid said

"GIDDAP!!!"

And then down, toward the WATTPAD/Shipville where the Fangirls lay a-sleep in town.

All were dark.

No one knew he was there.

All the Fangirls were all dreaming sweet about Gay Ships care, when he came to the house on the square.

"This is stop one."

The old Kiddy as he climbed to the roof, bags in his fist.

Then he slid down the chimney.

A wid grid.

But if do it, then so the Kid.

He got only once, for a or two.

Then he his head out of the fue.

Where the Fangirl Fanart hung all in a row.

"This Fanart..." He said "Are the to go.

Then he went to the computers and on WATTPAD, he deleted every single Fanfic that was Gay.

Bickel, Nickloon, TrophyKnife, PayJay, Ships that would make your head spin for a day.

Then he all the Gay Ship Fanart in bags.

Then the Kid, very nimbly, stuffed all the bags, one by one up the chimney.

You're a vile one Mr. Kid

You Have Plankton In Your Piss

Your life's not a hit just a really big miss Mr. Kid

Given the choice between the two of you, I'd rather live in the abyss

You're a rotter Mr. Kid.

You're the king of superstitions.

You're the worst luck possible, you're badness is in your visions Mr. Kid

You're a three decker sauerkraut and

Toadstool sandwich that's been infested with bad nutritions.

Then he slunk over to all of the BFB Fanart and Fanfics.

He took FireCoin, He took PenRaser, He took GelaDonut, Every Ship was taken out of the BFB Hub until the door was shut.

Everything in the Hub disappeared like a puff of smoke, why, that Kid even took all the Gay Ships that were only used as a joke!

Then he stuffed all the Art and Fanfics up the chimney with glee.

"Now..."

Grinned the Kid "I will STUFF UP THE TREE!"

As he moved with the noise of a rat, he heard a sound like the "meow" of a cat.

He turned around fast, and saw who it was standing in his way.

One of the most beloved and respected Fangirls on Wattpad, Kitstenk, who's Birthday was the next day.

She stared at the Kid and said "Santa Claus... Why? Why are you taking our Christmas Tree? And all of our lovely Fanart and Fanfics? Why?"

But, you know, that young Kid was so smart and so slick, he thought up a LIE, and he thought it up quick.

"Why, my tot..." The fake Santa Claus lied.

There's a light on this tree that won't light up on one side."

"Not only that, but all of your Fanart is wonderful, but it needs some updates to look even BETTER! And your incredible Fanfics just need me to fix a few letters."

"So I'm all of this home to my workshop, my dear. I'll fix it up there, then I'll it back here."

And his fib fooled the child.

Then he patted her head, and he got her a drink, and he sent her to bed.

And when Kitstenk was in bed with her cup, he went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up

Then he went up the chimney himself, the old liar.

And the last he took was the log for fire.

On the walls, he left nothing but and some wire.

And the one of evidence that he almost forgot in the house, that night, was a Pencil Shard that was even too for a termite.

Then he did the same thing for the Fangirls houses, taking pencil shards much too small for the Fangirls termites.

You nauseate me Mr. Kid

You really disgust my soul

You're existence is worthless, you're pointless as a whole Mr. Kid

Your soul is an appalling dump heap

Overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled bad Maniacs who aren't under control.

You're a foul one Mr. Kid.

You bathe in a bath of pus.

You're not easy to love, you're difficult to trust Mr. Kid

The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote

"Sick, smelly, sus".

It was a quarter of dawn, all the Fangirls abed.

All the Fangirls a-snooze.

When he up his sled.

Packed it up with Fanart and Fanfics, while the Kid was the only one who knew what was awaiting in a few hours for those Chicks.

Ten feet away, to the side of Lake Ontario, he rode with his load to the coast to dump it all into the Lake and watch the beautiful scenario.

"Pooh Pooh to the Fangirls now!" He was Kid-dly excited more and more.

"They're finding out now that their Gay Ships are done for!"

"They're just up. I know just what they'll do."

"Their mouths will hang open for a minute or two."

"Then all the Fangirls on WATTPAD will all cry boohoo!"

"That's a noise."

Said The Kid.

"That I simply must hear."

He paused.

And he put a hand to his ear.

And he did hear a sound rising over the snow...

It started in low...

Then it to grow...

But this sound  wasn't sad!

Why, this sound sounded... Glad!

Every Fangirl on WATTPAD the tall and the small, was singing... Without any Fanart and Fanfics at all!

He hadn't stopped Gay Ships from existing!

They were still here!

Somehow or the other, they came just like every other year!

And the Kid, with his Kid feet ice-cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling.

"How it be so!?"

"It came without Fanfics!"

"It came without Fanart!"

"IT CAME WITHOUT SMILEY FACES, CUTENESS OR HEARTS!!!"

He puzzled, and puzzled, till his puzzler was sore.

"But then the Kid of something he hadn't before...

"Maybe Gay Ships." he thought...

"Don't come from a store..."

"Maybe Gay Ships, perhaps..."

"Mean a little bit more..."

And what happened then?

Well, on Wattpad they say, that the Kid's small heart grew three sizes that day.

And then the true of Christmas came through.

And the Kid found the strength of 10 KIDS!!! Plus two!

And now that his heart didn't feel so tight he WHIZZED with his load through the bright morning light!

With a smile in his soul, he descended Lake Ontario cheerily blowing Who-Who on his Trumpet loud and bright!

He rode into Wattpad, he brought back the Fanart, he brought back the Fanfics, he gave his love to all their Hearts!

He brought back Bickel, Nickloon and TrophyKnife.

He brought back BeerTrowel and PaintCream pronouncing all of them Husband and Husband, not Husband and Wife. 

Their BucketBin, their FireCoin, their PenRaser, he even brought back Gay Object Land Ships like CrayonTack.

He everything back.

All the Ships for their roleplay.

And he himself, The Kid... Was perfectly fine, roleplaying any Ship that was Gay.

This year, he realized that everyone's opinion mattered, and not just his.

Everyone's opinion matters. No matter how different it is.

Everyone deserves Love, without a doubt.

And that's what Christmas is all about...

Welcome Christmas, your cheer.

Cheer to all Fangirls far and near.

Christmas Day is in our grasp.

So long as we have hands to clasp.

Christmas Day will be.

Just as long as we have we.

Welcome we stand.

Heart to heart... And hand in hand.

By Noel/WiiFanNumber12005

Merry Christmas!

The End!