The Gay Chicken-Chapter Three

A Chapter by Blobfishlover

AKALA POV

I quickly used my super strength chicken wings to get away from the person that I thought actually loved me for my gay chicken self. I somehow ended up at my house. When I walked into my house I saw a picture of superman and I. I picked it up and slammed it on the ground. It clattered to the ground, but it didn't break. I quickly retrieved the picture from the ground and left my house.

END OF AKALA POV

SUPERMAN POV

What did I just do. I collapsed to the ground with Cthulhu still latched to my back. I looked up to see my love Akala flying away. I caught a glimpse of his butt. Hmmm he sure has a pair of sweet buns. I mentally slapped myself back to the problem at hand. I couldn't believe I betrayed my love like that. To be fair though cthulhu would be extremely hard not to be swayed by his sexy tentacles to commit infidelity with. Cthulhu looked at me and cocked an eyebrow at me. “Who was that sexy a$s (he he gotta be child appropriate) chicken flying away?”Cthulhu asked with hooded aroused eyes. A surge of anger overcame me as I shouted at cthulhu,” Yo back off of him he’s mine, and now I have to somehow win him back”. Cthulhu didn't say anything after my shout but you could see the dark glint in his demonic monster eyes. Uhhhh how am I supposed to get Akala back.

END OF SUPERMAN POV

CTHULHU POV

Hey you what's up it's your boy CTHULHU (today we’re are going to do a diy slime unboxing video). Once I saw that angel of chicken I knew right away that he would be mine willingly or not. I knew that I would break up with my fling of a boyfriend. I usually slept around but I knew now that the chicken was the one. Once I got my hands on him I’ll treat him like the gay chicken he deserves to be.Welp it’s time to start ordering the clarifoam and rope online.

END OF CTHULHU POV

AKALA POV

I stared down at the picture in my hand. I can’t believe he cheated on me. I mean I know I’m an overweight and sweaty chicken, but you don’t need to cheat. Tears started to pool down my eyes. In extreme slow motion I hit Trump’s Mexican wall and fell backwards. Before I could hit the ground two manly roster wing caught me. I looked up to identify the person that I thought was Trump's Mexican wall. I suddenly realized who it was. It was my good pal, chum, friend, bud, mate, and partner in crime from high-school, Chakaka. I looked at him surprised. I probably looked silly with all the tears and mascara running down my face. “Chakaka it’s so good to see you.” I said. “Akala is that you?????!!” Chakaka asked. “Sure is.” I said with my fake country accent. “Why are you crying?” Chakaka asked with a weird Shakespearean accent. “Well my ex-boyfriend cheated on me with the dark lord Cthulhu.” “Wait, did you say Cthulhu?” he asked, “Yeah, why?” I asked. “That was my boyfriend! I’m breaking up with him right now!” “Those Sons of B*tc*es.” I said angry at myself. I mean how could I think that someone would find me attractive. “Hey Akakla you wanna go get SMASHED back at my place?” Chakaka inquired. “Oh heck yass!” I said. Then we went off to Trump's Hotel to go get hella drunk.

END OF AKALA POV

Authors note- update 1/18/17

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