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Bride of OverMaster's Crummy Corner of Fanfiction

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Inspector Gadget New
MAD About You.

Inspector Gadget spun the chair around forcefully. "You're arrested at last, Doctor Claw!" he said, handcuffing him while Mad Cat hissed and jumped away. "Let's see what is the true face of the head of... Of..."

The grinning visage of Alfred E. Neuman leered. "What, me worry?"

The Inspector huffed. "I'm sure someone has done this joke already..."
 
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The 100 Girlfriends, 101 Dalmatians New
The 101 Dalmatians who Love You Very, Very, Very, Very, Very Very Much.

The young man smiled at the cameras, rubbing the head of a tail wagging Dalmatian.

"So that's it for today's show!" he said. "Remember, it doesn't matter if you too never got married or met a God of Love who found your soulmate, ha ha! You still can find fulfillment training these noble beings!"

He cheerfully left the set, waving at everyone, and drove back home.

The house was full of happy Dalmatian pups, licking at his feet. He sat under a portrait of Dalmatian dogs playing poker, on his black and white chair, his head drooping.

"I'm so lonely," Aijo Rentarou said.
 
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