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Re: Drabble-Matic- Generated Novak Fan Fiction
The Battle For The Tennis Ball
On the court, Novak fought his tennis ball. He had been busy with the tennis ball for hours and now wanted nothing more than a venerable cuddle or an appetizing massage from his lover Guille.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his flooring Guille appeared at the door, grinning angrily.
"Put down the tennis ball," Guille said visciously. "Unless you want me to fight that tennis ball on your waist."
Novak put down the tennis ball. He was plump. He had never seen Guille so georgeous before and it made him undeniable.
Guille picked up the tennis ball, then withdrew a ball boy from his stomach. "Don't be so plump," Guille said with a georgeous grimace. "A horny toad bit my shoulder this morning, and everything became graceful. Now with this tennis ball and this ball boy I can visciously rule the world!"
Novak clutched his hypnotic shoulder mightily. This was his lover, his flooring Guille, now staring at him with a georgeous stomach.
"Fight it!" Novak shouted. "The horny toad just wants the tennis ball for his own flooring devices! He doesn't love you, not the venerable way I do!"
Novak could see Guille trembling mightily. Novak reached out his waist and touched Guille's stomach visciously. He was flooring, so flooring, but he knew only his hypnotic love for Guille would break the horny toad's spell.
Sure enough, Guille dropped the tennis ball with a thunk. "Oh, Novak," he squealed. "I'm so venerable, can you ever forgive me?"
But Novak had already moved on the court. Like an eskimo fresh off the plane in Hollywood, he pressed his waist into Guille's stomach. And as they fell together in a graceful fit of love, the tennis ball lay on the floor, undeniable and forgotten.