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So, I been thinking for a while about an somewhat old ship... Why not bring it back for a bit to have some fun? Shipping is a great magical thing~



Also Hey Zman, Read this please lol

Zman stroked Anne's face with his hand, admiring her beauty. Even if she was a Jew.. he did not care that Megahitler Man would smite him and his beloved sweetheart. "What if he finds out?" Anne Frank asked Zman. She looked away from his eyes for a moment until Zman leaned in and whispered, "Don't worry, he won't take you away from me and me from you." He closed the gap between their faces with a kiss. "I love you Anne. Jew or not, You are always in my heart." Zman said softly as he hugged her. "I.. I love you too Zman." Anne Frank whispered.

Soon, Zman and Anne Frank were relaxing in the kitchen. She grabbed some chocolate chip cookies and started to nom on them. Zman chuckled as he swung a toy lightsaber around. Anne Frank stopped chewwing on some of the cookies. "What's so funny?" She asked. Zman burst out laughing, "The sounnddd, of this toy lightsaber! The wushingg soundd ahahaha" Zman fell to his knees being so easily amused. Anne frank Chuckled and smiled at his playfullness.

"Why not put on your Darth Vader outfit?" Anne Frank chuckled with a Smirk. She thought Zman looked hot in that outfit. "Shush you." Zman said blushing in embressment. "Come on... Please?" She begged. "Oh... fine okay." Zman gave in to Anne Frank. Shortly He came back into the kitchen with his Darth Vader outfit. "Hot." Anne Frank giggled. "Shush." Zman said quickly feeling quite flustured. "Now Be my Daddy.." Anne frank ggigled with a Smirk and put on a Luke's cosplay.

The hero Flash walked in on Zman and Anne frank in their cosplays. "Oh.. daddyy, who is this fellow in a odd suit?" Anne Frank said confused. "Oh geez." Zman muttered to himself. "I am Flash! Now Let me Flash to you my beloved Zman!" The Flash said with pride and ripped off his outfit flashing his nude body to Zman and Anne Frank." Admire me baby." But soon Trump entered the room and traced Zman's side from shoulder to waist. "Hotter than the Mexico Weather." He laughed and gave Zman a wet sloppy kiss on the neck.

Soon enough, Zman looked out the Kitchen Window seeing Nighthawk freaking the ♥♥♥♥ out while Heaven is typing away on her Magical Shipping Type Writter. Zman turned his head to Yoda kissing his feet and licking the toes slowly. "Eww.." Zman said but giggled becauce Yoda was tickling his feet with his tongue. Trump laid Zman on a soft blanket that was on the kitchen floor with pillows under it. Zman's head was on Trump's lap as he petted him.