Theres a teeny part of this that I guess could be called smut but I don't know whats real anymore so oh well




Mikey woke up from an uneventful night of holding his poker face, finally dispersing into his true self: a unicorn. And we all know the only TRUE way to celebrate this: BURNT TOAST. However, when Mikey finally got to the toaster, he realized it hadn't been plugged in!!!1!1!11!!11 He knew that the only way to turn on the toaster without having to plug it in would be (pretty) odd, but he was Mikey Fuckin' Way, and he doesn't give a fuck. So, taking the toaster, he thrust his horn into the slots while aggressively singing/moaning DESTROYA. Half of a second later, a single piece of burnt toast descended from the ceiling. "GOOD JOB MIKEY." the toaster wizard, Ray Toro called out. "YOU HAVE FULFILLED YOUR TOASTER QUEST, AND THEREFORE, YOU GET YOUR TOAST." "WHY THANK YOU TOASTER WIZARD." Mikey screeched out. Mikey, taking the toast, quickly ran outside, celebrating his victory. Suddenly, dreadlocks Frnki flew over and burnt his house down because he thought that Mikey's house was made of weed, but it didn't matter because of burnt toast.

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THIS IS HOW TOAST IS MADE KIDS. -Atomic Moth