When Trump arrived to his tower in New York city, he ran up the stairs at light speed.

He opened the door to his gigantic appartment, dove on the bed and opened his Windows laptop.

*almost broke the bed*

"Google.. Creator Of Moshi Monsters..."

Trump pressed enter and clicked on wikipedia, but what he saw made him almost faint. The creator of Moshi Monsters (you) was a Mexican!!!

"No..nono this can't be..(he/she) is a MEXICAN?! LIVING IN AMERICA?!?!...FUQ. HE SEEMS SO DELICIOUS..BUT (he/she)'S MEXICAN..I MUST BUILD THE WALL..WILL THAT MEAN (he/she) WILL HAVE TO BE OUTSIDE THE WALL?! ALL MEXICANS ARE BAD BUT FUUUQ HES SEXY"

Trump pulled his hair with rage *almost ripping off his hair in the process* and let out a deep sigh.

"You know what, I'll convert him. He will become an ameerrican citizen after a marries me. Not mexican."

"Heshesheshe good idea trump, but what of he doesnt like you?" Donald Duck questioned.

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