Duuuuude

Laughing at the misunderstanding, Ace decided to just go with it. Slumping against the fence he handed the smoke back to Jude and let out what was in his lungs. “Who woulda thought the first person I ran into would be a cliché stoner.”

“Stoner? Nah dude, it’s pronounced s-ka-8-er. Don’t worry about it dude. A lot of people get that confused.” He took the blunt and got a drag before handing it back. “First guy? Bro you must be new. The island is full of guys.” He pointed to a random guy across the street. “Oh wait. That might be a girl. Like does any type of person count? Or are you looking for guys specifically?”

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“Well most of it’s already made, so you don’t really have to do anything! Just grab a plate!” Setting her trash back down, she headed towards the kitchen waving for Jude to follow her. “I have chocolate chip muffins, scrambled eggs, bacon, french toast, and batter ready that you just have to pour into the waffle maker if you want one of those!” It was a miniature buffet set up on her kitchen counters and Poppy couldn’t help but grin proudly as she showed it off.

“Holy shit brah, that’s a lot. Do you always make breakfast for your party friends?” The last half of the question was asked through crunching bacon. He really liked bacon. “I really like bacon.”

Bumping Jude’s fist, Ace took his joint back and placed it between his lips before speaking through his lips. “’m Ace.” Another long hit, Ace looked at Jude and thought for a moment. “You jus’ smoke, or?”

“Yeah dude we can totally just smoke. I got nothing to do today.” Jude really couldn’t put two and two together that they were asking about his name. He kick flipped his board and rested it against the fence. 

“It’s okay! I just bunked with my roomie, it happens almost every party,” Poppy reassured with a small shrug. “Oh, yeah if you want! I have a little hangover helper station you can take anything from on the way out or breakfast over in the kitchen if you want to grab something first.” Even though it wasn’t technically her responsibility to take care of the party-goers in the morning, she always felt like it was a nice touch. Plus it gave her an excuse to cook a bunch of greasy breakfast food without any judgement.

“Holy yes man! I will definitely take that.” He walked over and brushed his matted hair back to tie it up. He quickly walked over to the sink and washed his face. He stood back up and smiled. “Alright dudette. Let’s do this. What do I have to do?”

Pausing when the man recognized the strain by one sniff, Ace couldn’t help but smile and nod. “Uh yeah.” He said with a laugh before holding it out for the other to take  hit if they wanted.

His smile grew ginormous and he reached out for the joint. “What dude, you are like seriously my hero man. Haven’t been the good kinda dizzy in a while.” He took a long drag. “Duhuhude. That some good shit dude. I’m Jude.” He held out a fist for a bump.

Flynn didn’t have time for some dumbass’s questions. “No,” was all he said at first before realizing that if he didn’t give at least a slightly better explanation to boy was likely to just ask even more questions. “It’s for Rapunzel. And unless you’re seriously interested in helping, I suggest you just keep moving along.” He was starting to lose his patience the longer they went without any sign of the princess.

“Sure dude. Don’t worry you’re curly mop my guy. We’ll find her. What’s your Betty look like?” Jude really did wanna help, especially i the chick was lost. That was no bueno los tacos.

It wasn’t the first time one of Poppy’s parties lasted throughout the whole night, but it probably would be one of the last. In all honesty, she would have just cancelled the whole event if it weren’t for the fact that so many people had been looking forward to it. But what’s done was done and now she just had to wait for all the kids she had allowed to spend the night to wake up and leave. In the mean time, she was busy cleaning up the main room when a voice caught her off guard. “Oh,” she jumped slightly, turning to see the younger boy holding up a pair of her jeans. She couldn’t help but giggle slightly as she nodded her head. “Yes, they are. You were sleeping in my room so it’d make sense that you’d find a few pieces of my clothing in there.” 

It took Jude a little too long to put one and two together. “Aoooh dude. Is this your place?! I’m sorry for taken up the bed brah.” He stood there awkwardly and looked around. “Uh, I guess I should go then huh?” Jude awkwardly started to make his way to the door.

Timmy watched the exchange and decided that this guy must spend a lot of time in the skate park, if he could just whistle and get a spare board. That was pretty cool, he wanted to be able to whistle for things…Shaking his head, Timmy focused back on things that were being said to him, and nodded. “Watch your legs, got it,” he replied, eyebrows knitting together almost seriously. At least it wasn’t words again. Chewing on the inside of his cheek, Timmy watched Jude carefully, watching how he went easily up and down the ramp. “Yeah, okay…I think…” he mumbled, practicing a bit on solid ground both as a reason to fidget and because maybe it would help. With a quick scrunch of the nose, Timmy got on his board again, and at a slow-ish and steady speed, went at the ramp. He felt himself go up, and then back down, and he knew it wasn’t impressive, but… “I didn’t fall!”

Jude couldn’t help but smile. He loved helping people. “My dude, that is what we call: progress. Now lets do it again.” Jude demonstrated once more, not going very fast or very high on the ramp. While he waited for the other to follow he made small talk. “So why did you wanna take us skateboarding?”