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There was this dude called Mooby Booby, otherwise known as possibly Han Mubo or Han Mabo, or perhaps maybe not a Han at all, because maybe he’s Chinese, and not Korean. This wasn’t particularly important, however, because at this moment Moobo was trying to put on a sock and it wasn’t working.
Anxiously, he paced around his bedroom. If he couldn’t put this sock on, he was going to be late! He took out his phone and called his bestie, PPAP dude.
“I can’t put on my socks,” Booby said worriedly. “Bruh, what do I do, fam?”
Only PPAP didn’t have anything that informative or helpful to say, except the words “pineapple” and “pen” and lots of excitement, so Mabo the good boy hung up on him right before he heard the audible dab. He continued to shift back and forth in his room. Was this Justin’s doing? His socks were handcrafted, stitched with intricate designs of the guy everyone was gay for. Maybe it was sabotage.
Moob paused for a moment. Maybe he was the guy everyone was gay for? He wasn’t sure, because names were hard. His socks were the one he was gay for at any rate, whoever that was.
So he called Justin.
“You hoe-ass, I’m still older so I still win,” Mooby said snippily and hung up so he could have the last word.
His door swung open, because apparently two of the Idol Producers TV people lived near each other and it may have been Mobo and Moon Moon, simply for the sake of plot.
“I heard you can’t wear socks,” Moonmoon said. “I bought some new ones for you so you won’t be late.”
I think there was also a dude with a Mu in there, and possibly a rice dude, possibly the same person, and a smol good boi brought snacks and all of a sudden there were many, many hot young men in Moobie’s bedroom.
“We heard your good sock predicament,” they all said in a synchronised chorus and dod a power jazz move, possibly not called a power jazz but I forgot. “We wish you the best, hot guy!”
Mabo’s eyes filled with tears. The weeb guy was here too, and he didn’t even care. “Thanks everyone,” he choked out. “I love you all.”
And that was how Mooby Booby won Idol Producer and destroyed Justin so hard he died. The End.