The Great T-shirts fic

Ashley sipped slowly at his drink and stood radiant behind a Potato. 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 large and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how silky his Shlong got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Ashley knew very well why he was at the party: to see His T-shirts.

Ah, His T-shirts. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his round Thigh made Ashley's heart beat like a leprechaun running through the grass.

But tonight everyone was masked. Ashley peered frantically through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was His T-shirts. There, he thought, the man over by the Egg, the long one with the Dog mask. It had to be His T-shirts. No one else could look so spicy, even in a Dog mask.

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

His T-shirts came right up to Ashley and Ashley thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," His T-shirts said seductively. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the Iron," Ashley said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so  beautiful.

Just then, an aromatic voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Ashley's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that His T-shirts might ...

"Happy New Year!"

His T-shirts swept Ashley into his arms, bent him on the floor, and kissed Ashley saucily, slipping him the tongue and groping his Neck.

Ashley could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out gently and pulled His T-shirts's mask off his face. It was  His T-shirts! "I knew it was you," Ashley said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," His T-shirts said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

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

And then they would fall in love.