International House of Freedom [3/?]
anonymous
July 13 2009, 21:41:44 UTC
Upon entering the McDonald’s, they encountered three familiar faces at the register. One of them was very tall and seemed to be scaring the poor cashier, while the medium sized man was waving his hands and attempting to apologize and scold the shortest one at the same time, who was jumping and shouting angrily at the cashier. “What do you mean, you don’t have Big Mac sauce?! It’s not a Big Mac without the sauce, it’s just two hamburgers with toppings!” It was Arthur’s little brother Peter, standing there with his guardians, Berwald and Tino.
Berwald continued to loom at the cashier and Peter continued to shout while Tino, who turned towards the door when Alfred and Arthur walked through it, hoping to cause a diversion, waved at them. “Hello, you two.”
Peter looked in the direction where Tino was facing - Alfred! He was always eating burgers, HE must be the cause of all this trouble! He stomped over to Alfred - purposely walking right past Arthur, as he was a JERK - and poked him in the stomach, as that was where his hand could reach. “You! This is all your fault!”
“My fault? What is?” Alfred raised an eyebrow, not exactly sure WHAT Peter was going on about.
“You ate all the Big Mac sauce because you’re here all the time and now I want a Big Mac and they don’t have any sauce and it’s ALL YOUR FAULT.” Peter furrowed his giant eyebrows at Alfred, still poking him in the stomach.
“…okay then, well then there’s no reason for me to be here, then!” Alfred grabbed Arthur’s elbow. “What sense is there to be at McDonald’s if I can’t get a Big Mac? Let’s go find somewhere else!” With that, he began to pull a protesting Arthur out the door.
“What do you mean, you don’t have Big Mac sauce?! It’s not a Big Mac without the sauce, it’s just two hamburgers with toppings!” It was Arthur’s little brother Peter, standing there with his guardians, Berwald and Tino.
Berwald continued to loom at the cashier and Peter continued to shout while Tino, who turned towards the door when Alfred and Arthur walked through it, hoping to cause a diversion, waved at them. “Hello, you two.”
Peter looked in the direction where Tino was facing - Alfred! He was always eating burgers, HE must be the cause of all this trouble! He stomped over to Alfred - purposely walking right past Arthur, as he was a JERK - and poked him in the stomach, as that was where his hand could reach. “You! This is all your fault!”
“My fault? What is?” Alfred raised an eyebrow, not exactly sure WHAT Peter was going on about.
“You ate all the Big Mac sauce because you’re here all the time and now I want a Big Mac and they don’t have any sauce and it’s ALL YOUR FAULT.” Peter furrowed his giant eyebrows at Alfred, still poking him in the stomach.
“…okay then, well then there’s no reason for me to be here, then!” Alfred grabbed Arthur’s elbow. “What sense is there to be at McDonald’s if I can’t get a Big Mac? Let’s go find somewhere else!” With that, he began to pull a protesting Arthur out the door.
“YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.”
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