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Okay, so my dad just said “Eskimo Callboy we got the news!” And I thought he said “Eskimo Cowboy“ so that’s stuck in my head now.

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The first MFN fanfiction!

The sound of flesh hitting the hardwood floor filled the room like a bucket fills with water. The air dank and cold. Gordon stood up from his position of goat like crawling. Oh god, where was he now?! The walls were a red tile, like pigs blood. The smell of blood and coconut washed over the room. The sound of “I Don’t Know How But They Found Me.” Echoed through the space. A light, white and sterile shined through the bottom crack in the door. The wood was a dark oak, almost black in color. Gordon took a few steps toward the door, slowly opening it, The light getting brighter, and brighter. The smell getting stronger, and stronger. The sound getting louder and louder. He seemed to be in a hospital bathroom. Sterile, yet soaked in blood. A silhouette of a tube vibrating rapidly was seen behind the curtain. Gordon slowly approached, closer and closer. Step by step. 5 steps, then 4, then 3, then 2, then 1, He was standing in front of the shower now. With a deep breath, Gordon ripped open the shower curtain. Behind it was Ricky, soaking wet with blood and shampoo. They briefly made eye contact, when Ricky Screamed. Like a chain reaction, Gordon stumbled back. His clothes absorbing the blood. “Jesus Christ! what was that for?!” Gordon grumbled. “What was THAT for?! Has no one taught you never to walk in on someone who’s bathing?!” Ricky shrieked. “Ricky. You’re a goddamn sock puppet. You don’t have junk. You don’t wear clothes. What do you have to hide?” Gordon sighed in annoyance. “Oh, you’d be surprised Gordy. Very surprised~.” Ricky purred seductively. “What is this red stuff? Please don’t tell me it‘s blood.” Ricky looked at Gordon with his cold, dead eyes. “It’s blood.” Ricky responded, “human blood.“ Gordon’s eyes widened. “YOU FREAKS BATHE IN HUMAN BLOOD?!” Gordon screamed. Ricky looked hurt. Not everyone, just me.“ Ricky said. “Now get out before I do something you might regret.” Ricky threatened. “Ha! Try me you stupid sock! I ain’t scared of you!“ Gordon challenge. Ricky leaped from the shower and landed directly on Gordon. A puff of black smoke, and suddenly, a purple human with orange hair was sitting on top of Gordon. Completely naked. “What the hell?!” Gordon shouted. Ricky smirked. “Shhh, it‘s okay Gordy, it’s just me. You didn’t listen, so now we’re doing this.“ Ricky began licking Gordon’s neck. He could feel the warmth of Gordon’s tanned and damaged flesh against his sinfully wet tongue. Gordon did his best to hold back the erotic moans bubbling in his throat. His dick was beginning to harden. Ricky began tugging at Gordon’s pants, quickly ripping them off. Raising is hand, Ricky smacked Gordon’s ass. Once, then twice. Gordon finally broke, letting out the hard moan into the space. Ricky grabbed Gordon’s hair, and pulled hard. Gordon’s moans only got louder from there. “God, Ricky! Just put it in!” Gordon moaned. “Nope! You didn’t listen, so you don’t get to decide when it goes in!” Ricky smiled sadisticly. There was a moment of silence. “Unless you beg for it~.“ Ricky teased. “God damnit Ricky! Don’t make me beg!” Gordon groaned. “Well, if you don’t want my penis in you, that’s your choice!” Ricky said bluntly. Gordon weighed his options before finally saying in an agitated voice, “God, please Ricky! Please! I want you’re big cock inside me!“ Satisfied, Ricky positioned himself and trusted in. Gordon moaned loudly, Ricky thrusted in and out. “Jesus Fuck! Ricky, I’m close!“ Gordon moaned. Ricky smirked. “Oh, that’s my good boy!” That threw Gordon over the edge, finally busting his nut, the semen mixing with the blood on the floor. Seeing that made Ricky finish too. Pulling out and flopping on the floor, Ricky made eye contact with Gordon. “That. Was. Incredible. Why don’t we do this more often?” Gordon panted. “You’re always busy with the roof, and it really is a pain to rig the pipes to flow with fake blood. Not good for my hair at all!” Ricky responded. Gordon sighed as he stood up. “Hey! Where are you going?!” Ricky asked in surprise. “I have to get back to work.“ Gordon said. “Oh, come on! Can’t we

cuddle first?” Ricky complained. “No, we can’t.” Gordon said, and he left.

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MY FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD HEAD-CANNONS!

1. Ricky listens to Ska music

2. Ray is behind on debt

3. Gordon is 45 years old

4. if human, Ricky would actually be taller then Gordon, clocking in at around 6’6” while Gordon is around 6’1”