Cute Box Miku
A Short Story
Box Miku had always hated gros Daniwell Beach with its expensive, energetic eggs. It was a place where she felt cyoot.
She was a cute, ugly, sink water drinker with good sinks and good sinks. Her friends saw her as a grated, glamorous good. Once, she had even helped a wonky bird recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of woman he was.
Box walked over to the window and reflected on her what the hecky surroundings. The sunny teased like sinking cats.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Kumori Zorai. Kumori was a dummy good with ugly sinks and ugly sinks.
Box gulped. She was not prepared for Kumori.
As Box stepped outside and Kumori came closer, she could see the petite glint in his eye.
Kumori gazed with the affection of 859 stpud combative cats. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want sinks."
Box looked back, even more kawaii and still fingering the dummy apple. "Kumori, why do sinks are gross," she replied.
They looked at each other with stupid feelings, like two combative, cheerful cats eating at a very eggy funeral, which had daniwell music playing in the background and two disguting uncles pouring ranch on to the beat.
Box regarded Kumori's ugly sinks and ugly sinks. "I feel the same way!" revealed Box with a delighted grin.
Kumori looked hot, his emotions blushing like a ripe, real ranch bottle.
Then Kumori came inside for a nice drink of sink water.
"I feel like I know Box Miku. In a way, it feels as though I've always known her."
- The Daily Tale
"About as enjoyable as being hailed on whilst taking in washing that has been targeted by seagulls with the squits."
- Enid Kibbler
"Saying the sunny teased like sinking cats is just the kind of literary device that makes this brilliant."
- Hit the Spoof
"I could do better."
- Zob Gloop