Blessed Fanfiction: Chapter 1 Build the Fence

Blessed Fanfiction Chapter 1: Build the Fence

It was a dark pandemic night. Texas was freezing to death, and parsec was misbehaving. CommieCon sat at his computer, his faithful comrade Phinny in his lap. As he streamed, CommieCon's mind swam with thoughts of his beloved dexterchacko.

A notification popped on CommieCon's screen! His heart hammered in his chest.

"Is dexterchacko live on twitch?" he hoped desperately.

Alas, it was a message from his handler.

Build the Fence

CommieCon gave an unconscious nod, hoping his chat wouldn't notice how distracted he was.

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Meanwhile, somewhere in Minnesota, dexterchacko was wholesomely going about his day, preparing wholesomely for another wholesome jam for his wholesomely wholesome jammy fammy.

"Ope!" dexterchacko exclaimed, "It's just about time to stream, dontcha know?"

He wondered if his secret crush CommieCon would come watch his jam. Dexterchacko's heart fluttered like ten thousand butterflies within his ribcage. Taking a deep breath to compose himself, dexterchacko wholesomely clicked the button to go live on twitch.

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CommieCon's heart shot into his throat, as he eyed the notification. Alas, chat was poppin, so he could not immediately raid his beloved. CommieCon wondered how someone could feel so many emotions at once; gratitude for his community and longing for dexterchacko danced simultaneously within his heart.

When he was finally able to raid, he couldn't contain his delight.

"Commie!" dexterchacko could not hide the excitement in his voice.

CommieCon detected the glee in his tone and blushed. They exchanged many words of deep and sincere love for one another, and the community basked in the wholesome glow of their mutual affection.

Dexterchacko was so filled with joy, he could not help but jam. Everyone in chat danced by their computer screens as dexterchacko's fingers danced across the keys. A wholesome time was had by all, and everyone's hearts were overflowing with love and song.

As the beautiful rhapsody of memes drew to a close, discussion in chat turned to more serious matters. The jammy fammy was busy planning a very wholesome potluck.

samsody: we should call the potluck DexCon

Dexterchacko felt a bead of sweat form on his brow. His heart rate jumped up to a rapid pace.

"But it's too soon," dexterchako thought, "We haven't even met in person. I can't take his last name yet!"

But the community persisted. A poll was made and it was decided, the potluck would be DexCon, much to dexterchacko's dismay.

To be continued...