Y/N's Boytoy Black Parade: The Husbando Coochiebowl

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Y/N's Boytoy Black Parade: The Husbando Coochiebowl
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Summary
The year was 20Blink-183, and Y/N could finally be liked again.
Note
Happy birthday to the Cali half of Calicornia, everybody say Happy Birthday Cali!!!

The Introduction

The year was 20Blink-182, and the Coochiebowl was empty for all but two patrons. In the throne that protruded from the rim sat Shino with drip, and his dear friend Y/N. A giant clock parallel to them hoisted on the rim ticked, it was almost her birthday.

"It's almost time..." Shino whispered, barely audible over the lashing that the outer Coochiebowl was getting from the husbandos who were to compete for her love.


"WWHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVVE TO GO TO THE BALL PIT!?"

A young troll boy screeched under the clutches of the bouncer, Hoss Delgado, as he was carried away from the stadium.

"You're too young for Miss Yuno Nucellati." The rednette chuckled as he shoved Eridan down the chute.

"Then wwhat about them!?"

A grey troll finger directed the bounty hunter's attention to Josuke and Okuyasu, both riding on a motorcylce to the event. They were already there, but a dramatic entry was needed.

"Oi Josuke, I sure am glad we're from the Louve making us both 27 years old!"

"Damn right, we also have our son Josuke Metallica at home right now being watched by nanny Koichi!"

The two high fived, their plot to get a third to help raise Josuke Metallica was a go. To their side, a man stared down another man. Both men were very different, both very uniqu but I'm not describing them.

"It is the will of causality that Y/N becomes soul bound to me." Gundam Tanaka posed, his dark devas of destruction all getting into position. "She would never court a demon who's aesthetics are bound to the 2000s!"

Havoc blew out a fat cloud.

"Okay dude, whatever you say."

To their side, a man with a pineapple haircut and a resident of evil shook hands.

"May the best man win!" Iruka smiled, his handshake firm but gentle.

"You got it, sweetheart." Leon 'Sexy' Kennedy winked, "But I know it's gonna be me."

"Actually, it's gonna be MAY!"

The wind blew, Demyx knew, and Gundam was a shrew. In the wake of the swirling wind, a man in red and yellow spandex stood there grinning ear to ear.

You guessed it.

The best son of Kanye West from Budapest.

Wally West.

Demyx was also there playing Wonderwall, wondering when the walls encasing his sweetheart would go down.


"Time is ticking, my friend..." Shino with drip whispered, "It's almost 20Blink-183..."

And he was right.

It was the future now.