Meet Danny and Ollie. 
I love them very much. They appear in most of my short stories, especially the short and pointless ones, like this. They're also part of a much longer epic tale, and if you'd like a link to that... Well. Ask. XD*
“Froot loops are gay.”
Danny had just put the phone down with a small clatter of plastic and turned back to his boyfriend, who was sitting at the table and supposedly eating breakfast. Instead, he appeared to be examining a faintly-coloured lumpy sort of ring, held between thumb and index finger. That was when he said the words.
“...Excuse me, Ollie?”
“You heard me. They’re the gayest breakfast cereal I’ve ever seen. I mean, look,” he gestured at six rows of the cereal in question, each line a different colour. “You can make a whole gay flag out of them.” Danny stared at the cereal rainbow set out on their kitchen table. Then he looked at Ollie, who was now squinting to peer through the pale green loop at the microwave. He didn’t say anything. “And that toucan guy on the ads. He’s totally bent. I mean, think about it. Why d’you reckon he’s an uncle, but not a father?”
“Ah, Oliver?”
“Mn?” Ollie looked up from his examination of his breakfast.
“Have you ever considered the possibility that you’re not... entirely normal?”
“Nope. Why?”
“...No reason.”
Froot Loops Are Gay. [Kicking it off!], Very, very short story by ME!
