DING-DONG~!

The Narrator snapped awake from the loud ring. He looked up from his desk to the door. Yeesh, what time was it? How long had he been out? Who could be at the door? How did they find him? The Narrator rubbed his tired eyes and ran to the door.

"Coming!" He called.

The Narrator got to the door and opened it. He was surprised to see no one there. He pouted. How rude. He looked left and right, looking if anyone had left. When he looked to his right, however, he saw a large package that read "fragile" on the front. When I say large, I mean big. It looked like it could take up three-fourths of his door! And for some reason, there were holes punched in it. Small ones, like for a pet cage.

'Strange.' The Narrator thought. 'Who leaves a package here without saying something first?'

He sighed. Might as well get it inside and open it.

It took a while, but he pushed the huge box into his recording room. The Narrator dropped to his knees for exhaustion for a moment, then got up to get something to cut the tape. He found some scissors, and teared through the cheap tape that held the box together. The Narrator opened the box, and inside was another box- a wrapped box with a bow. The second box fit into the outer one nicely, and it had a tag on it. After tiredly pulling the huge gift out, he read the tag.

"Since you don't have a day, like 4/27.." It read, "Here's a little gift from us fangirls to you!" There was an arrow drawn on the paper that pointed to the back of it. He turned the card.

"P.S: Keep the ship sailing, you two! -The Fangirls"

The Narrator narrowed his eyes. What did that mean? He looked over to the gift. Maybe he shouldn't open it. An anonymous present from nowhere couldn't be a good thing.

But his curiosity got the better of him and he started tearing the wrapping paper. The heart-covered wrapping paper...

He was surprised to see that the actual box behind the paper was metal, with holes on top, and had one button. A button that had a note on it, reading: "Enjoy!" The Narrator pushed the button, and the walls hissed open and fell on top of the walls of the outer boxes, crushing them. Dramatic fog came out through the newly opened gift. As the fog cleared, The Narrator's eyes widened to see...

...Stanley..

...blindfolded and gagged..

..handcuffed to a chair...

...covered in wrapping paper with a bow in his hair...

Stanley was struggling through his restraints, obviously uncomfortable. If The Narrator had to guess, Stanley must have been naked under all that paper. Considering the position he was in.. A blush came to his cheeks when he saw how vulnerable Stanley was at the moment. How he had him under his control.. A smirk grew on The Narrator's face.

"Well," The Narrator said, circling the chair, "This is a generous gift."

Stanley jumped when he heard the new voice. He lowered his head as a light blush appeared when The Narrator spoke.

The Narrator walked in front of Stanley and removed his blindfold. Stanley looked up with drowsy eyes to see him with a smug look. The Narrator lightly placed a hand on Stanley's cheek.

"And I plan to use you as much as I can." The Narrator said, removing the gag and kissing Stanley.

Stanley's face grew hotter. 'This is going to be a long day...' The Narrator thought, smirking through the kiss.

[I. SHIP. THEM. SO HARD.]

[Also, if anyone's gonna write smut for this pairing, can you make Stanley a masochist, and The Narrator a sadist? Its just an idea, and I think it would be kinda hot. XD]

[Ah well, this was my attempt at the pairing. I tried. (Next up: Stanley's POV.)]

[Please review!]