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A fic in which ancap is the asswhole he always is :3
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Liberal loved Ancap. That much was true. And Liberal thought Ancap loved him just the same. Ancap was the one to propose after all. On that crisp autumn night, the happiest of Liberal's life. Hopefully though, it could become the second happiest, as today was their wedding.
They had planned it two months ago, and everything would go down without a hitch! Flowers were arranged, catering was ordered, clothes were bought and guests were invited. Nothing at all could go wrong! Well, that's what Liberal thought.
It had to have been about half an hour into the ceremony before Liberal had actually thought something was wrong, but there wasn't much he could do. He was already standing beside the table holding their documents with his wedding dress on.
Ancap did have reason to not have shown up yet. He was doing blow in the changing room. After he was all dressed up, he asked everyone to leave. And when they did, Ancap locked the door and brought out his little stash. There was continuous knocking ten minutes into the Ancap's rendezvous, but ancap was too hyped to care. At the thirty minute mark however, he finally opened up to an incredibly angry minarchist
"Ancap do you know how long Liberal has been waiting??! Get out there- are you doing coke on your wedding day!???"
Ancap was shoved out of the room by minarchist. He was pushed out onto the aisle, he kept up the pace and wiped the rest of the substance from under his nose. Liberal was, of course, smiling from ear to ear, he was getting a bit worried there! Ancap tried to give a smile back. Why was it so hard?
He could always fake a smile, even to people like commie. He shouldn't have a problem with this! But it just felt so shaky and broken, even if he got one to last it was only a pitiful half smile. It just kept falling, but he had to keep trying.
When he reached his bride-to-be, the registrar began his speech. Ancap couldn't even begin to listen, the way Liberal looked at him with such love and admiration, oh, oh it was just too much. The dress was too much. The suit was too much. The flowers were too much. The guests (only being minarchist and hoppean) were too much. The setting was too much. The coke in his system was too much.
It was all just too much.
Ancap let out a little whimper, "I can't do this," he said, and bolted out of the hotel they were settled in. The attendees stood there completely dumbfounded. But slowly, minarchist and hoppean got a move on. Liberal being confused and on the verge of a heart break didn't move from the table.
While running out of the hotel ancap called up an old buddy.
"You have to come to Ancapistan, right now!"
"Why the fuck would I go to Ancapistan, right now, after you caused me to go into debt just to walk through it?"
"I'll - I'll pay off your debt! Just please come here now!"
There was laughing on the other end, and quite a bit of discussion between two voices before ancap could make out a voice again.
"You have to repay ALL debt I've gotten over my life, all of commie's AND fund the centricide"
"But Commie doesn't even have income, the only thing he truly owns is debt! I'm not even apart of-"
"Guess I'm not coming, good bye anca-"
"WAIT - just - please don't hang up I'll pay it! I'll pay it, just come right now please!"
"I'm glad we've came to an agreement"
The phone was hung up, just in time for ancap to find a sweet hiding place to sit in for the next three hours.
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The three capitalists couldn't make sense of this conundrum. They had every private police officer looking for ancap over the past three hours. They personally searched the whole hotel for him. Everywhere ancap would be at was checked . He wasn't that slippery, right?
Hoppean thought over and over where a man like ancap could possibly be hiding, as minarchist comforted Liberal, who was bawling their eyes out.
Of course they were all too ignorant to know how close ancap truly was.
The close to three and a half hours had been boring for ancap. Being cooped up in a bush was not fun. The unsavoury substance still in his system wasn't helping him stay still either. Every time someone passed the bush ancap was more and more ready to run again. And with every moment that passed by the three hour mark ancap was more and more ready to believe he had been stood up.
How very ironic.
It was much closer to four hours before nazi showed up. He opened up the back door and waited for ancap in front of the hotel.
The three other capitalists were very confused about that, there was no reason for nazi to be here, he wasn't even told about the wedding. The lot of them got up and started to walk over, not before ancap revealed himself from the bush and made a run for it.
The other capitalists of course started running and shouting after him.
Ancap got even faster, jumping into the back seat, slamming the car door and began shouting.
"START DRIVING NOW!"
"What the fu-"
"I SAID DRIVE NOW NAZI, WE DON'T WANT TO BE HERE"
Nazi sped off, leaving Hoppean and Minarchist shouting and showing choice gestures to nazi's car, and Libtard crying on the side of the road.
Nazi started the questioning, as Ancap brought a celebratory bottle of champagne out of his suit.
"Who's wedding was that?"
"Mine, want a glass?"
"I'm driving, why were you getting married, I thought you didn't have taxes here?"
"We don't have taxes, or laws against drunk driving, take the glass"
"OK so why would you want to be stuck with one person, if not for committing fraud?"
"I don't know nazi, that's the reason I left him, a cheers to not being wed now!"
Ancap clinked together the two glasses in his hand, handing one over to a nazi, who was now disgusted his associate was marrying a homosexual and cross dresser.
Edited by - @imsorrypappyjreg uwu you better fucking credit those five mistakes I fixed
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