AN; fresh's tumblr forced me to do this ok

Many people are asking how Dwayne and I met. So, this is the story all about how my life got flipped, I mean really, it turned upside down. So I just wanna take a minute, and sit here, to tell you how I became the son of a Dad called Dwayne.

So, I was about fifty seven, then this young handsome man walked up to me.

"JUNIOR." The handsome man said my name, his long, flowing, beautiful locks flowing in the wind.

"Who are you?" I wrinkle my nostrils at the extremely attractive man.

"I am...

JOHN CENA!" He said, unleashing his true form. I gasped, shocked.

How could this be? The beautiful man that seemed Daddy AF, was actually...

JOHN CENA!

How could it be?

"But you can call me Dwayne." John/Dwayne/Hot Guy smiled.

"Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson?" I looked in awe.

"No... But there's something on me that's rock-like." He smirked, as I blushed. "My nipples. I could cut a bitch with these, you know."

"Oh. Want my coat?" I asked, offering Dwayne my coat.

"Ew, gross, you're like 50." Dwayne looked away.

"pls." I cried.

"But in reality...

I.

Am.

Your.

Daddy." His face formed mine, then an old man's.

"Really?!" I gasped.

"No. I'm actually your cousin's brother's sister's left boob's cousin's nipple's half sister twice removed." He explained.

"I thought I knew you from somewhere!" I smiled.

"Okay, now, we have a mission.

We must go on a TV Show.

Be fucking pointless to the plot.

Leave halfway.

Then, we must use our nipples to take over the earth." He smiled.

"k."

Long story short, we now do not rule the earth. Pete and Gerry beat us to the nipple power. We are now...

Nipple Peasants.