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“I’m lowkey gonna eat some oranges with Tony later,” Jaime Preciado said to American Dan and Phil.
American Dan and Phil nodded. “We’re gonna eat some FRIES and COOKIES later.”
“Can I buy ts👀,” Brian Lackey suddenly appeared, screaming, holding a McDonald’s Happy Meal in his hands, and a clock in the other. His eyes were filled with tears of anger, seemingly deeply upset by how he hadn’t yet bought the Happy Meal.
Jaime and Tony looked at each other, confused. Why was this guy asking them if he could buy a happy meal? There couldn’t be anything special about it.
Dan and Phil spoke at the same time, Americanly, “Yeah bro you can buy ts.”
Brian stopped being angry and began to open his Happy Meal, but at the same time, the clock he was holding struck 3:00 AM…
Jaime took a closer look at the Happy Meal. The design on the front was from the movie “Mysterious Skin”... Jaime had a feeling in his orange gut that something terrible was about to happen.
“Don’t open it!!!” Jaime shouted, orangely. But it was too late…
The Happy Meal opened, and what came out of it was something horrifying…
Neil McCormick all of a sudden materialized out of thin air, his twinkish figure falling face first on the hard concrete ground. He stood up and looked at Brian.
“Can I buy ts👀,” Neil said menacingly.
“GEEEEEUUULLLPPP!!!!” Brian slowly backed away from Neil, but Neil kept walking towards him.
Jaime and Tony orangely looked at each other, and they knew that they had to save Brian.
“Uuuhhhh.. We have to go make sure our Phandom overdoses on yaoi cocaine…” American Dan and Phil ran away with their American child, Pheal, in their arms.
Perriado ran up to Neil and started throwing oranges at him. Neil tried to fight back, but it didn’t take long for Neil to fall down, his twinky bones as frail as twigs. He fell onto his back on the ground, his face and body bloody and bruised by the sheer strength of Perriado’s oranges.
“C-can I buy.. Ts…” Neil said weakly, his voice caught in his throat as he took his last breaths.
Perriado looked up from Neil’s twinkish dead body to see Brian still standing there, his evil happy meal in his arms.
“Throw that away,” Tony told Brian. “You can share oranges with us instead.”
Tony reached into him and Jaime’s ginormous shared bag of oranges, pulling one out and handing it to Brian.
“...Can I buy ts👀,” Brian said, grabbing the orange and tossing his Mysterious Skin meal away.
The three of them held hands, skipping away happily into the sunset in a field full of oranges, while eating their oranges.
The end.