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Oh yeah and I'm late but yesterday was Norway's independence day and my body told me that I needed to put Caine in a traditional outfit. I gotta say, it really fits him. I think he'd be a fan of the activites that happen on this day, especially the parades and games.
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The Amazing Digital Drunk Confessions AU
It was just another day at the bar, Zooble was on her break, and Ribbit was doing his shift (and was the manager at the bar). Jax walks up to Ribbit, looking like he is retching. "Maaannn, hip, my stomach must be dancing too... gags" "Man... How many drinks did you have?" "Hehehe...~ Not enough... gags" "Jax..." "What?~ I just want to have fun. You know what they say, boys will be boys," Ribbit sighs as he pitches the bridge of his nose. "Zooble, can you cover me?" I'll give you a 45% raise on your pay." "Make it 50." "Fine..." Zooble covers Ribbit as he takes Jax to the bathroom. Jax had a lot of drinks for how much he let out of himself, "Egh..." Ribbit said, disgusted, Jax then looks at himself in the mirror, "Heh, I look so messed up, my gut tells me I can't go back there." "Here," Ribbit hands Jax a cup of water, "rinse your mouth." Jax then rinses his mouth. Jax felt refreshed now. "Seriously, though, I can't go back out there. I look like the Grinch when he has the flu." "No, you don't." "Why? You like me?" "Jax, No…" Ribbit pitches the bridge of his nose again, but then, for some reason, blushes. Ribbit groans then whispers, "Forgot you're drunk," "You know," Jax said, long and slurring, "you're just my type~..." Ribbit stares at Jax with embarrassment and confusion. "W-wait, what?-" Ribbit pauses, "How many drinks did you really have…?"
Part two?
