In their tower room, Voldemort played with a strand of their sage green hair and pondered the ORB. Like a red donkey in a field of passionless, sluggish horses with antennae, their phone rang, cutting through the thoughtful wondering music that was playing. Their ringtone, I'm just Ken, blared throughout the room, ricocheting off the walls before flying out the in leaps and bounds like Little Baa on Ketamine; Methamphetamine was too expensive and Psilocybe cubensis was too unoriginal. (In truth, he just couldn't spell it therefore making it impossible for him to order from off brand Uber Eats. Er hat issues.) From down the corridor came a bellow of: "I love Ken! And PATRIARCHY!" From yet further down the corridor came a yell of: "I love EQUESTRIARCHY!" A loud bang echoed back down the corridor, revebarting off the cadaverous ceiling. Da boss Will Schuester cried out in a croaky croak "Hopes no one cares about that." All the doors slammed in eerily eerie unison.
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WILL SCHUESTER goes to HOGWARTS !!!!!!!!!😱😱😱😱😱
General FictionA story by @dabosswillschuester and @UwUcatgirlHermione ! This beautiful and heartwrenching tale tells of the forbidden love between our two heroes, UwU cat girl Hermione and da boss Will Schuester. As you read, prepare to be enthralled by their lov...
