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He'd found it!

 His baby blue eyes were sparkling as he looked over the video game gleefully. He'd finally found it! It'd taken him weeks of searching this his large as his appatite house, but somehow Alfred F. Jones found Super Mario Bros buried in his top secret hamburger stash.

Well, he knew exactly what to do now: go over to the house of his video game bro, ____, pop that fucker in, and play until he could no longer use empty Mountain Dew bottles to release his piss(something Alfred had to do more than once on his gamer days)

 Lazy fatass though he might be, when he had motivation(or a coupon for a free Big Mac) Alfred could run pretty damn fast, so it was no surprise that he was at your house in no time. Being Alfred, he didn't bother knocking and invited himself inside. "Hey bro, I finally found it! Let's go play!" He recieved no response, seeing as no one was on the first floor.

 He assumed you were in your room and ran upstairs. What he didn't assume was that you just might be doing something up there that you wouldn't want him to see. But again, he was Alfred and, seeing as his world revolved around greasy food and video games, that thought would have never occured to him.

 Grinning, he burst into your room. "Hey bro, gu-!" He abrutly stopped shouting when he saw you.

 You were only wearing your bra and panties.

 You both stood there abrutly for a few seconds, before you came to your senses. "Alfred, GET OUT!" Your fist collided with his nose and he flew out of the room. You shot him a death glare before slamming the door in his face.

 Alfred just sat there in shock. His best friend was.......a girl! He'd always known that, of course, but when you two were kids, that hadn't really mattered, seeing as you'd been flat as a billboard. Now you had a smokin' hot body, and a bra to prove you were not longer flat chested.

Alfred was still thinking about this when you came out of your room, wearing a t-shirt and jeans, your face bright red. "Alfred, you're an ass." You said matter-of-factly.

"Hey bro, I wasn't peeking!" He held up the video game case, as thought it might save him from whatever wrath you were planning to bring down upon him. "I found Super Mario Bros, and I really wanted to play with you......."

 Your expression softened. "Well, I guess it's alright. I don't really mind if you look anyway." You held out your hand and Alfred took it, silently wondering what you meant by that.

 You tightened your grip on the American's hand and led him downstairs. "Now c'mon, let's go play that game!"

 Alfred couldn't help but wonder what these freaky ass emotions he was feeling were. Well, whatever they were, he didn't mind them too much.

If they had to do with his ____, they were more than welcome to stay.