The author read the prompt four times. “Are you fucking kidding me?” The author groaned, then sighed. The author stared at you then began typing, while looking you in the eyes. The author doesn’t need to look in order to type.
“I love you, Dee.” Dennis said. There was no scheme, Dennis wasn’t dying either. You brought this on yourself.
Dee smiled at Dennis. “I love you too, Dennis.” She held his hand. Who knows what’s up with her.
Dennis grows four feet taller. “Let’s run away together. “ He suggests. “Take your back brace because your spine is fucked up.” His voice is extremely high pitched now. It’s like one of those fucking chipmunks.
Dee curves to the left an extreme amount. She looks like a fucking noodle. “I don’t know what you mean.” She says.
Dennis furrowed his brows and grimaced. Dee was curving more. Her spine was growing and curving. Dennis screamed as his SISTER turned into a human silly straw.
You don’t get deedennis. You get a giant chipmunk Dennis and Dee turning into a silly straw. Have fun blowing your load to that, asshole. The author slams your head against the table and you die instantly.