Tumblr Game 2:

(1st Drabble Dump)

The first part to another drabble game from tumble, one that had a LOT more prompts guys, like holy friolies

Marbles

Jake ducked as Alya through one of the muffins at his head. Randy saved it before it hit the floor.

"Have you lost your marbles?!" She exclaimed. "That's a terrible idea!"

"Could be worse." Danny commented.

"Yeah! We could be asking Draculame for dating advice." Randy said.

Danny choked on air and turned to glare at him. "Don't even joke about that."

Jake ducked another muffin to the head. "If we don't help him, who else is going to?"

Adrien, who was wisely not joining in on the plotting because of past experiences, chose this moment to speak up. "You could just let him figure it out for himself?"

The others in the room turned to stare at him.

"...or you can continue on and we all end up covered in chocolate again."

"You are not gonna let that go are you?"

Marinette came back with a plate of croissants and placed them on the table. She eyed Alya and the plate of muffins within her reach. "Stop throwing food at the boys."

"Tell them to stop coming up with stupid matchmaking ideas."

Randy grinned, "Are you kidding? Where else are we going to do this? Paris is full of romantics!"

Danny grabbed the plate of muffins from Alya. "But maybe kidnapping Nathaniel is going a bit too far."

Flowers

Adrien squinted at the sun. The day seemed to be mocking him with how beautiful it was. Birds chirped merrily in the trees. Not a cloud was in the sky and a cool breeze kept the summer heat to a comfortable level.

A bump on his shoulder brought his attention back to earth. Randy smiled softly at him. "You didn't have to let us come with you know."

"Yeah I did." Adrien replied.

Jake looked around. "You do this once a month? Does your dad know?"

"If he knows then he hasn't said anything otherwise. Never came with me either."

"Why Peacock Flowers?" Danny asked, looking at the sunset colored bouquet in Adrien's hands.

Adrien shrugged as he set the flowers down on the stone bench. "She loved them. Father bought her some seeds for her birthday one year. They flourished under her care."

"I'm noticing a peacock theme going on." Randy commented.

That brought a laugh out of Adrien. "Yeah. She adored peacocks too. Never kept a bird though."

"Think she would have liked us?" Jake asked.

"Honestly?" Adrien trailed his fingers over the soft petals. "She would probably unofficially adopt all of you.

"Mom would have loved you guys."

Hoodies

"You're famous!" Randy exclaimed.

The other three stared at him.

Jake took in a breath. "Dawg if you're just figuring this out-"

"No no no!" Randy waved him off. "Adrien you're famous. Why don't you wear disguises?"

Danny said, "That is a good point."

"I don't understand." Adrien said.

"You just walked around Paris like a normal person!" Randy got up and started pacing back and forth, his hands flailing as he made his point. "But you're a famous model! Son of a well off fashion designer! Rich! Why aren't you walking around and hoodies and sunglasses and wigs so people don't kidnap you and hold you for ransom!?"

Jake nodded, "Ya gotta point there."

Adrien just shrugged, a sheepish look on his face. "I don't know. I've always done it. Isn't that what normal people do?"

Randy groaned and flopped back down, landing on Danny's legs. Danny ignored him. "That's what normal people do but you aren't normal remember? Model, son of rich fashion guy, knows other celebrities-why aren't you a target like in the movies?"

The blonde blinked. "I really don't think we should be basing our life experiences on fictional films."

Jake frowned, "Wait are we discussing Adrien's not being a target or him not wearing disguises?"

Randy groaned dramatically again.

Royalty

Adrien peeked around the corner, the cold metal reminding him what he was here to do.

He took a deep breath. And another. And then another.

He could face down super villains and monsters and ghosts and mythical creatures with nothing but a metal stick and puns, but this was still somehow more frightening.

"Adrien."

Adrien jumped and whirled around. Jazz was grinning at him from the kitchen.

"J-Jazz! What are doing here?" He winced as soon as that came out of his mouth.

"Well I live here, and I was hungry. Bit of advice….ask Mom for dating advice. Dad is a little too enthusiastic."

Adrien went red in the face, but nodded. Jack Fenton himself came rushing up the steps with exclamations of hot dogs and ghosts. Maddie almost ran past him as well, but he caught her attention.

"Jack honey, you go on ahead! I'll catch up later!" She called out to her husband.

Jack bounded back in the house with an affirmative, gave his wife a kiss, and headed back out of the door.

Maddie turned back to Adrien. "What's bothering you dear?"

He floundered for a moment, trying to phrase the question right. Jazz saved him the trouble by poking her head back in and saying "Girl troubles."

Maddie let out a knowing sound and Adrien's blush deepened. "I tried asking the others but it didn't turn out so well."

Maddie tsked, "Course it didn't. Danny may be smart but he's hopelessly clueless." She gestured for them to sit at the table.

"What's the problem?"

Adrien bit his lip, "I don't know how to talk to her."

She giggled and leaned back in her seat, "That's it? That's the easiest thing you do."

Adrien groaned and rested his head on the table. "No it's not! I have no idea what I'm doing around her."

"That's an easy fix. Treat her like a person."

He peeked up at her. "What?"

"Treat her like a person. Talk to her like you would the boys or me. Be a friend. Don't treat her above or below anyone else. Treat her like a person. Thats step one."

"What's step two?"

"Treat her like a princess." Maddie grinned. "Show her she's royalty, but in little ways. Don't go all out trying to impress her. The little, thoughtful things will be more endearing."

"Is that all?"

"Nope. Step three: treat her like a goddess. Dazzle her, show her you really care and would do anything for her."

She leaned forward catching his eye. "A lot of people stop there, but they don't know about the fourth step. This is the most important step of all.

"Treat her like a person again."

Maddie smiled at him and patted his hand. "Do all that and Marinette will be head over heels for you."

Adrien nodded thoughtfully as Maddie stood up to join her husband. As she was getting out the door her last words clicked in his head.

"Wait what?"

Time

Adrien flicked the page, his eyes scanning the words quickly.

Jake leaned against his side playing a handheld game. Danny succumbed to his sister's nagging and was doing homework in the floor. Randy stretched across both the couch and his friends as he texted Howard.

Adrien hummed in thought before asking, "Do you think Time Turners would be helpful?"

The question was barely out of his mouth before all three of his friends answered with a very strong "No!"

The blonde looked up in surprise. "Uh, why not?"

Danny gave him a 'duh' look. "Haven't you had a ridiculous time adventure yet?"

Adrien furrowed his brow. "No. Ladybug did though. Apparently she went back in time because of an akuma. I'm not really sure what happened but there was two akumas and two Ladybugs soooo…." He blinked. "Have you guys?"

"I made my parents never meet and had to fix it otherwise I wouldn't be born."

"I went back to 1213 and met the first ninja because Howard really had to go to the bathroom."

"Sam almost got burned at the stake, I was a samurai, I made my parents never marry, Tucker was a mind controlling pharaoh that enslaved our entire class, Vlad started that giant fire in Rome, and I had to fight an evil version of myself that destroyed the world because he cheated on a test."

The others stared at Danny. He made a face. "Guys I have the ghost of time as a mentor and found a map that led me through natural ghost portals. We do not need Time Turners."

Adrien glanced back down at the book. "I would be able to play video games more often though-"

"No." Came three firm voices.

Adrien pouted. "Fine. No time traveling for me."

Sinister

Danny let out a low curse as he stared at the board in front of him. Randy was grinning in an extremely creepy way he didn't think his friend was capable of.

Jake was moaning into a pillow because, despite still being in the game, he was easily the worst player and was about to lose anyway.

Adrien wasn't so bad, but he tried to help Jake and was going down with him.

"You are cheating somehow." Danny muttered, staring between his cards and the board.

"Nope!" Randy said, popping the 'p'. "I'm just that bruce!"

Danny cursed under his breath again. Adrien patted Jake's back as the boy gave another pitiful moan. Randy's smile turned more sinister.

Danny finally growled and crossed his arms, glaring at Randy. "Forget it. No way am I giving you Marvin Gardens. You'll wipe me out."

Randy scoffed, but scooped up the dice. "Fine. It was good deal though."

"I'm like 90% sure that was extortion."

"It's called legal business dealing. You should learn it sometime."

Five turns later had Randy triumphantly holding all the properties and money.

Lonely or Lovely

(I can't read my own damn handwriting, so you get both)

Adrien didn't glance up when he heard someone yelp from under his bed.

"Adriiiiiieeeennnnn!"

Adrien rolled his eyes. "You sound way too much like Chloé right now."

Randy poked his head out from under his friend's bed. "Don't insult me."

"What are you doing here?" Adrien closed his textbook and looked down at his friend.

"I'm lonely."

"That's lovely. Where's Howard?"

Randy sighed and squirmed out from under the bed. "Me and Howard were planning on spending the day playing the brucest of video games when Heidi barged in and ruined all our plans. She said blah and blah and blah but the point is I'm lonely and bored so I decide to go to you cause you're my favorite friend!"

"No I'm not. That's Howard."

Randy paused.

"That is true." He conceded. "But you're my second favorite friend!"

Adrien smiled, "You're my third favorite friend too."

"Thanks-hey!"

Adrien laughed and Randy hit him with a pillow. "I'm kidding! I'm kidding!"

Atlas

(I'm not gonna lie, I was SO tempted to do a Trollhunters crossover.)

Jazz paced in front of the four boys, exclaiming something about flaws and heroes and something else but no one was really listening.

Randy's eyes had glazed over two minutes in. He might have schloomped into the Nomicon, but he could just be sleeping with his eyes open. Danny and Jake were expertly playing games on their phones. The two were well trained in ignoring know-it-all sisters when they start lecturing. Adrien, to his credit, had tried to follow along. He really tried. It was just his subject was physics, not psychology, and there were lots of big psychology words in there and she was speaking so fast and then he started wondering what Ladybug would look like with her pigtails down and….yeah.

"Adrien!"

Said boy jerked out of day dreamland to find Jazz staring at him intensely.

"I completely agree, 100%!" Adrien said automatically, giving her his best model smile.

She gave him an utterly unimpressed look right back. "I asked if you knew your fatal flaw."

Danny and Jake snickered as Adrien shrunk back in his seat in embarrassment.

Jazz put her hands on her hips and shook her head at the four of them. "This is important, vital information. All extra ordinary crime fighters need to know this about themselves. Especially teenage ones!"

Jake nodded. "Absolutely."

"Couldn't agree more." Danny said brightly.

Randy snored and Jazz frowned. She leaned forward and clapped her hands right by his ear.

"Forty-two!" He yelped.

The girl just rolled her eyes and fixed the four of them with a glare.

"Fatal flaws. They're named that way for a reason. Hamlet refused to take any action. He died."

"Jazz," Danny said, "I was asleep for all of that lesson, Jake never read it, and I doubt Randy even knows who that is."

Randy yawned, "The shake a spear guy? He isn't the new McFist McJavelin Toss mascot?"

Jake groaned, "Jammies, man, I don't even like English and I know who he is."

Jazz looked to the sky as if to say 'why am I even trying to help these idiots?'.

"So wait," Randy blinked at her, "What exactly are our fatal flaws?"

Jazz shrugged. "Usually you don't even know it till it kills you."

Danny snorted, "So mine would be not thinking or paying attention before walking into a giant dysfunctional portal to another world."

While the boys snickered under their breaths, Jazz thought it over for a minute.

"Well it could." She said. "The not thinking before you jump into things."

"Hey!" Danny protested. "I've gotten better at thinking first!"

"Exactly!" Jazz exclaimed. "Which is good! Figuring out your fatal flaws and attempting to overcome them so they don't defeat you is a huge part of being a hero."

Jake narrowed his eyes, "Exactly how do you know this? They don't have classes on superhero therapy now right?"

"I'm hoping to become the first hero and/or ghost therapist licensed." Jazz said. "That might reduce the amount of attacks and lessen the chances of heroes become bitter and joining the other side. You four are the perfect test subjects."

"Glad we could be your guinea pigs." Danny deadpanned.

"Do you know any of our fatal flaws?" Adrien asked.

Jazz sighed, "No. At the most I can make a hypothesis considering how much I know about you four but nothing for sure. Take Adrien for example.

"From what I know and observed, you're a very compassionate and kind person; you put others before yourself every time, even if you might get seriously injured. Like another certain someone I know." She shot a glare at her brother, who just shrugged in response.

"But you also have this certain drive to not disappoint people. You take up fencing, Chinese lessons, modeling, piano lessons on top of schoolwork and being Chat Noir. You don't want to disappoint people so you take up so much on your shoulders and still try to be the best you can be in those fields."

Adrien frowned, "Isn't that a good thing?" He asked slowly.

Jazz smiled. "Doing the best you can do? That is a good thing. Taking up so much that you suffocate? ….That's a bit not good. Ever heard of Atlas? Carried the world on his shoulders and struggled for an eternity."

Randy nudged Adrien with his foot. "Well with the four of us, plus all our besties and sidekicks and partners….I think we're shouldering the world pretty well right now, huh Atlas?"

Jake snorted, "So long as the world is still in one piece? Yeah dawg. We're doing good."

Paper

"Cunningham!"

Howard slammed the door open with a shout. Randy sleepily lifted his head off his pillow to look down at his friend.

"Whaaaaaat?" He whined. "I'm sick, I'm supposed to be sleeping." He sniffled and put his head back down.

"That's not important right now!" Howard threw something on top of him and climbed up to the top bunk. "You're in the paper!"

Randy groaned. "I'm always in the paper. I'm the ninja."

Something hit the back of his head and he rolled to his side to glare at Howard, who shoved a newspaper in his face. Randy blinked at it, none of the words making sense at the moment.

"The ninja isn't in the paper. You are!"

"Schweet. Can I sleep now?"

Howard let out a frustrated grunt. "You and the guys are in the paper, Cunningham. Not a ghost, dragon, cat boy, and ninja. But four dorks making origami in the park."

Randy made a sound that could have been an agreement or a snore.

Howard whacked his friend with the paper. "You. Are. Newspaper. Famous! I mean it's not as famous as internet famous, cause nobody reads the paper anymore, but it's still a type of famous!"

Randy squinted his eyes. "I am sick. Actually sick this time. Tell me tomorrow when I don't have cotton in my head." Then he put his head under the pillow.

Howard huffed but jumped down of the bunk bed. "We are not done talking about this. Origami, Cunningham. Origami!"

He grabbed his backpack and pulled out a thermos. "Mort made this. It'll taste schnasty but you'll back to normal in no time. Now hurry up and get better so we can go to Greg's Game Hole and see if your newspaper fame will get us any free food!"

Randy made another sound that was most likely a laugh, so Howard took it as acceptance.

Slump

(I'm so sorry that I've been watching so much Supernatural lately. This is ridiculously AU and totally self indulgent.)

Adrien blinked at the building in front of him. Plagg stirred in his jacket pocket restlessly. "This is the place?"

Jake shrugged, pushing the map into his backpack before slinging it back around his shoulders. "The address Tuck gave us. Says the dude either lives or works here."

Danny huffed a breath, shaking his head. "Place is heavily layered with sigils. I can feel 'em from here. Pretty bang up job actually."

"Anything that'll…." Randy gave some wide gestures between Danny and the house. "Ya know, totally wonk up your mojo Casper?"

"Shouldn't." Danny muttered, glaring at the walls of the building. "I'm pretty well studied on things that'll keep me out or screw me up. Plagg, you good?"

"Get me some Camembert and keep me away from all the hunters and I'd be glowing with happiness." Plagg drawled.

Adrien winced. "Désolé Plagg."

"Meh." The kwami rumbled from his spot in the pocket. "Take your apologies and shove them up your-"

"Thank you Plagg!" Jake cut in glaring at Adrien's pocket. The blonde gave them a sheepish smile, pink dusting his cheeks.

Randy bounced on his toes, "Bros I don't know about you but I'm ready to get this over with. Bruce as it was for Tuck to find someone capable of reading all his techno babble 'sides Spud, I am not comfortable hanging around this many trigger happy hunters."

Danny scowled at the building some more before leading them down the path and through the door.

The inside was practically the exact same as other bars the four of them had snuck into before. They ignored the initial silence that always appeared when they stepped into a seedy place with practised ease.

Jake gave a slight nod towards the ceiling, where a devil's trap was just barely visible on wood.

"Right place for sure." Danny muttered as they slid into a booth.

Randy leaned back in his seat, stretching his limbs out and knocking his feet into Adrien's shins. The blonde kicked his feet off of him.

A lady walked up to the group, a maternal frown on her face as she looked at them. "What are ya boys doin' in a place like this? Look a bit young don'tchya?"

Adrien flashed his model worthy, boy-next-door smile at her. "Looking for a contact for a friend, mademoiselle." He let his French accent bleed through a little thicker, to up the charm.

She raised an eyebrow at him. Jake bit his lip to keep from laughing out loud.

"Were looking for someone named Ash." Danny jumped in before Adrien could stick his foot in his mouth. "We had some friends put together an algorithm for some demonic omens and they wanted a third party to overlook it. Ash found them and volunteered."

"We're just the delivery boys." Randy piped up, grinning at her excitedly.

She sighed and crossed her arms. After a moment she jerked her towards a door in the back corner. "He's in there. Keep your hands to yourself and no sampling the drinks, got it?"

"Yes ma'am." The boys echoed as they slid right back out of their seats.

Jake grinned as he approached the door. "Yo I like this guy already."

Randy happily knocked on the door. "Dr. Badass? We got a delivery from Too Fine Foley here."

The cracked open to reveal a grungy man with a mullet, peering at them with half lidded eyes. "You guys are the super squad Spudster and TF sent?"

Danny spread his arms, "In the flesh."

He snorted. "Buncha shorties for being hunters."

"We're not hunters." Adrien said.

Ash eyed them some more before sniffing. "Eh, I'm the last person to judge. Wait here." He disappeared behind the door.

The lady from before walked up to them and knocked on the door. "We ran out of pretzels, can you do a run for me?"

There was some muffled banging and not so muffled cursing before Ash responded, "Can't! Busy!"

She groaned. "Fine! Get your ass out here and watch the bar for me at least. I'll be right back."

The four boys watched her walk off.

Ash banged out of the room, a bulky computer in his arms. "Follow me boys."

He stumbled over to the bar, setting the contraption on the filthy surface with a sigh. The group crowded around him as his fingers flew across the keys.

"So this algorithm," Danny said, handing the hard drive over to Ash, "You think it will work?"

"Psh! From what I saw? It's brilliant!" Ash plucked the device and went to plug it in.

Adrien shot out his hand, "Wait!"

Randy gave him an incredulous look, "Bro what the heck?"

Adrien ignored him leaning in closer to read the screen. "Is that what I think it is?"

Danny turned his attention to the screen, reading quickly. He gasped.

"That's a program for finding Azazel's psychics." Danny suddenly scowled, turning an accusing glare on Ash. "Why are you looking for them?"

"Woah, dude," Ash held his hands up, wincing under his glare. "It's for some friends of mine-"

Jake slammed a hand on the table, "Why are hunters looking for the psychics?"

Ash squirmed in his seat, looking around uneasily. "Back room might be a better place to talk about this yeah?"

He shut his computer and scrambled for the back of the bar, not waiting to see if the others followed.

Randy's eyes were wide. "I didn't think anyone else even knew about them. The others will be okay right?"

Danny didn't say anything as he marched after Ash, Jake on his heels. Randy looked at Adrien who shrugged in response. The two of them scrambled through the door marked 'Employees Only'.

Ash had hunched his shoulders under Danny and Jake's heated glares. "We aren't after psychics, cross my heart!" He mimed the motion, raising his hands in defense.

"And the algorithm?" Adrien questioned, putting a hand on Danny's shoulder to calm him down.

Ash ran a hand through his hair. "Something's going down with the demons and the psychics. Some friends caught wind of it when they found psychic killing people."

All the anger drained out of the boys at the news. Jake rubbed his forehead. "Aww man."

"Then there was an exorcism thing," Ash continued, "and something big is about to go down with the demons and they asked me to see if I can find anymore psychics so we can maybe have a leg up when all the demon shit goes down."

"So you're building an army?" Adrien squeaked.

Danny puffed up in anger and Ash waved him off, "No no no. The demons are using the psychics for something and we've been searching for them to warn them and make sure they aren't going bad side."

Randy looked between his friends and Ash a little wide eyed. "...Did you make sure to demon proof your laptop so they can't track you?"

Ash paled and Danny cursed. He turned to the others. "We have to get everyone out of here now. Chances are demons are headed here now to kill everyone."

Adrien slumped against the door, groaning. "Just when I thought we had a nice, normal task demons have to come and ruin everything."

Break

(I'm so sorry)

Randy arrived in Adrien's room via portal by running face first into his bookshelf before chucking a notebook at the window.

Jake blinked, "Well hello to you too, Pajamas."

Randy rubbed his forehead, a faint imprint on his face. "Wonkin' homework and it's stinkin' future questions and the stupid portal into the wonkin' books!"

He kicked the bookshelf, letting out a yelp as it jarred his foot.

"Hey," Adrien said, "My books never did anything to you."

Jake sighed and put down his controller. "Aight, let's hear your rant of the day."

He jumped nimbly down from the balcony where the books were situated and flopped on a protesting Danny's legs. "Why does every wonkin' adult over the frickin' age of thirty seven expect a bunch of honkin' 14 year olds to know what we're going to do three or four stinkin' years from now?!"

He strangled the air in front of him. Danny nodded. "I know right? I mean we don't have 2020 vision."

Randy paused his melodrama to glare at his friend. Adrien giggled from his spot on the bed and Jake rolled his eyes.

Danny raised his hands in submission. "Alright, I promise that was the only one. Please continue your rant on the unfairness of the education system and the ridiculous expectations of adults."

"Thank you," Randy said. "I mean, I barely know what I'm going to have for lunch, how am I supposed to know what I'm going to do with my life?"

Jake patted the nearest part of Randy he could reach, which ended up being his foot. "S'okay dawg. Not sure how you'll manage a job and ninja-ing at the same time though."

Randy gave him a confused look, "What are you talking about?"

Danny made a face. "I can barely get by with heroing and school. Not sure how I would manage it with a job. At least I can't get fired from school."

"Yes you can." Adrien said, "It's called 'expulsion'."

Randy shook his head, pulling his legs off of Danny. "Guys, I'm done after my Senior year."

Jake snorted, "I've been done with school since I started."

"I meant I'm done being the Ninja."

They all jumped when something crashed, sending porcelain and water across the floor. Adrien stood halfway between his bed and the couch where his friends were currently lounging. Water seeped into his socks as he stared at Randy.

"You-you're giving up the mask?" He seemed both incredulous and horrified at the thought.

Randy, usually full of boundless energy, slunk back in his seat. He refused to meet any of their questioning eyes. "Well, it's not really my choice. I have to." He gave them a brief smile. "It's the Ninja's ultimate lesson."

Adrien had a stricken look on his face. "How can - you just - ?" He ran a hand through his hair, then seemed to realize he was standing in a puddle of water and broken porcelain. He started sweeping up the pieces into his hands.

Randy shrugged, "It's not like I'll get the chance to miss it."

Danny gestured wildly with his hands. "Will you just fill us in Randy?!"

Randy hunched in on himself, fiddling with a strand from his jacket. "You know how there's a new ninja chosen every four years?"

"Yeah," Jake said, "You told us that."

"Well before the new ninja is chosen, the previous one has to learn the Ultimate Lesson. They give up all their memories of being the ninja so the knowledge can be passed down to the next."

His friends were silent, staring at him. Randy waved them off, "It's no big deal guys. I know I have to do it."

"Randy, you met us while you were the ninja. Are you going to forget all….Are you gonna forget all of us." Adrien asked, his voice breaking on the last word. His hands tightened on the four broken shards of his mug.

Randy frowned in thought, "I don't- I shouldn't."

Jake laughed nervously, "'Course you wouldn't! We're too awesome to forget!"

Randy gave him a small smile, "Yeah…."

Ergonomical

Jake lounged on his bed, pencil tapping against the paper. "What does 'ergonomical' mean?"

"Google it." Was the answer his three friends gave him.

Jake made a face. "I'm doing homework. One of you google it."

"We're doing homework too!" Danny protested.

Adrien sighed and said, "Hey Siri."

There was a beep from his phone before, "Yes, Lord of the Puns?"

Ignoring his friends snickering he asked, "What's the definition of 'ergonomical'?"

Another beep, "Ergonomic. Relating to or designed for efficiency and comfort in the working environment."

"Ah, technology." Randy said, "What would we do without you?"

Jake made a face. "When would we ever use that word in real life?"

"Offices maybe?" Danny piped up.

Jake threw his homework down. "Why would I need to know that word then? School makes no sense!"

Adrien said, "It's to help us prepare for our futures. You may end up working for an office and need to order some ergonomical chairs or keyboards for your underlings because it's required in the company policy."

"….Underlings?" Randy asked.

"That's what Nathalie always calls them. Why? Are they called something else?" he asked.

Danny grinned, "Nope! Underlings are exactly what they are."

*cough cough* We're going to pretend I'm not a lazy procrastinator okay? Okay.

First drabble dump of the ridiculously long list of prompts given in my second ever drabble game that I'm still working through about one whole year later. How do y'all put up my lazy rear end?

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