TomaPi drabbles...I think.

Lol. A friend kindly directed me to a website called drabble-matic

These are the results. LOL.

The Miracle Of The Raccoon

Toma hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a dying man gasping for air. He loathed it.

Every December, Toma would feel himself getting all aflame inside. He refused to put up a Christmas shirt, he snapped at anyone lucky enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Toma had to go to the mall to buy a pregnant teddy. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing sexily around and so much Christmas music blaring huskily, he thought his thighs would explode.

Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a glowing man collecting for charity. Toma never gave to charity, so he started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the glowing man dropped his bells and ran on the bed. There was a shocked raccoon right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the glowing man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Toma rushed out and boldly pushed them both out of the way. There was a painful bang and then everything went dark.

When Toma woke up, he was in a perfect room. There was a Christmas shirt in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Toma's neck hurt. A lot.

The glowing man came into the room. "I'm so handsome!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Yamapi. You saved me from the truck. But your neck is broken."

Toma hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas shirt up and his neck was broken, he felt quite creepy, especially when he looked at Yamapi.

"Your neck must hurt beautifully," Yamapi said. "I think this will help." And he licked Toma several times.

Now Toma felt very creepy indeed. He didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, he loved it. And he loved Yamapi. "I love you," he said, and kissed Yamapi hotly.

"I love you too," said Yamapi. Just then, the raccoon ran into the room and nuzzled Toma's chest. "I brought him home with us," Yamapi said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Toma said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.
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Lucky Lang Syne

Toma sipped boldly at his drink and stood lucky behind a pants. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel aflame and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how glowing his thighs got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Toma knew very well why he was at the party: to see Yamapi.

Ah, Yamapi. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his shocked neck made Toma's heart beat like a dying man gasping for air.

But tonight everyone was masked. Toma peered huskily through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Yamapi. There, he thought, the man over by the shirt, the pregnant one with the racoon mask. It had to be Yamapi. No one else could look so handsome, even in a raccoon mask.

He began to walk Toma's way and Toma started to panic. What if he actually talked to Toma?

Yamapi came right up to Toma and Toma thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Yamapi said sexily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the teddy," Toma said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so perfect.

Just then, a creepy voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Toma's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Yamapi might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Yamapi swept Toma into his arms, bent him on the bed, and kissed Toma hotly, slipping him the tongue and groping his chest.

Toma could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out beautifully and pulled Yamapi's mask off his face. It was Yamapi! "I knew it was you," Toma said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Yamapi said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Toma watched him go. He would be right back, Toma was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.
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I'm Dreaming Of A Pregnant Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Toma sat huskily on the bed, sipping lucky eggnog.

He looked at the glowing shirt hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Yamapi had hung it there, just before they looked at each other beautifully and then fell into each other's arms and licked each other's thighs.

If only I hadn't been so shocked, Toma thought, pouring a aflame amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Yamapi might not have got so painful and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a perfect tear and held his neck in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a handsome voice lifted sexily up in song.

I'm dreaming of a pregnant Christmas

Just like a dying man gasping for air

Toma ran to the door. It was Yamapi, looking creepy all over with snow.

"I missed you boldly," Yamapi said. "And I wanted to lick your thighs again."

Toma hugged Yamapi and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Yamapi said.

"I think so too," Toma said and they licked each other's thighs until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted raccoon chest and lived hotly until Toma got drunk again.
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Sexily Tripping

Toma tripped along boldly. He was on his way to meet his lover, Yamapi, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a raccoon hopping along, carrying a shirt in its mouth.

Toma was almost on the bed when he came across a pregnant cake, lying alone on a handsome plate. "That must be a treat from my shocked bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked lucky, so he ate it.

It gave him the most painful tingling sensation in his thighs. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Yamapi.

When Yamapi came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.

"What is it?" Toma cried beautifully.

"Your neck! And your chest!" Yamapi said. "They're creepy! Can't you feel it?"

Toma felt his neck and his chest. They were indeed quite creepy. "Oh, no!" Toma said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that pregnant cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"

"I didn't leave you any cake," Yamapi said. "I got you a teddy. It must have been that glowing man who lives nearby. He acts a little hotly, ever since he licked a pants."

"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Toma sobbed.

"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Yamapi said huskily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your neck is really perfect like that."

"Really?" Toma dried her tears. Toma kissed Yamapi and it was an entirely aflame sensation, like a dying man gasping for air.

They spent the night having entirely aflame sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.

Everything was rather awkward after that.
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A Glowing Day To Lick

Toma stepped beautifully out into the pregnant sunshine, and admired Yamapi's thighs. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a painful sight."

Yamapi climbed off the pants and walked hotly across the grass to greet his lover. Toma patted Yamapi on the chest and then tried to lick him boldly, but without success.

"That's all right," Yamapi said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not creepy," Toma. "Not as creepy as the time we licked on the bed."

Yamapi nodded sexily. "We were perfect back in those days."

"Our necks were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Toma said. "Everything seems aflame and lucky when you're young."

"Of course," Yamapi said. "But now we're shocked, we can still have fun. If we go about it huskily."

"Huskily?" Toma said . "But how?"

"With this," Yamapi said and held out a handsome teddy. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to lick."

Toma swallowed the teddy at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to lick huskily. They licked like a dying man gasping for air. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.