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Double trouble
Spaceballs (1987) dir. Mel Brooks
I've always seen fic and all showcasing Alfred's cooking as amazing but guys.... he's british. SO imagine if his cooking is just plain. I mean yeah maybe the meat dishes might have some herbs and flavour but Damian is a vegetarian. What are they feeding my poor boy.
All i can think of is a vegetarian poc!reader having the first family dinner and the vegetarian options are like steamed vegetables, bread, rice and like salad. (literally my worst nightmare as a vegetarian) and as a polite guest reader STRUGGLING having to just somehow swallow the food (maybe throw it up later)
yeah just Alfred's food being bland asf.
So the flu has been going around my collage, and my girlfriend just caught it. I topically sit in the back of the room, and she sits closer to the front. Our professor is droning on about a book that we’re all reading, when my girlfriend stands up, grabs the trash can, and starts to walk out, my professor asks if she’s ok, and she says no and leaves. After a few minutes, I ask my professor if I can look for her and he says yes. I leave class and text her.
I then went to the bathroom and found her in front of the toilet with the toilet full of puke. She said she still felt sick and asked me to rub her stomach. Btw we both have an emoto kink. I agreed and we sat like that for a few minutes until she starts to burp. She leans over the toilet and starts to vomit again and let me tell you, she is hot when she pukes. It was 3 big gushes followed by 2 small spit-ups. She was groaning and moaning and it turned me right on.
After a few minutes of waiting for her stomach to settle, we go to my truck to go back to our apartment. Halfway there she makes my stop so she can throw up again, but that was it. We get home and she changes and now I’m sitting on the couch, watching Snow White (animated, it’s her comfort movie) while I spoon her and rub her stomach. It’s gurgling and groaning, so I think she might get sick again, but she’s falling asleep now.
I just threw up my soul. I think I got a stomach virus.
Spaceballs, 1987
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