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[houredingly]

[SIR JACK WILLIAM FREDRICK DEMPSEY GEORGE RUFUS BAUER, seventeen year-old Prince of some Kingdom, is glad he is without cat ears now.

But now he has a super power. What is it you ask? Well... Jack Bauer can glue things.

The downside of it?

He can glue himself to anything.]

Son of a witch![He's now stuck to a wall, cursing, but everything he

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[detectivedingly]

[Ever since Yako got let out and gotten herself some more proper clothing, she's been wandering around.

...and...that's Jack Bauer stuck to a wall]

...Are you alright?

[houredingly]

I'm stuck to a wall, does it look like I'm alright?

[He's trying to pull himself off that wall, cursing again.]

Dag nab it!

[detectivedingly]

...U-Uh. Here...maybe I can try and help.

[grabs his arm and tries to pull]

[houredingly]

[Jack Bauer isn't as muscular as when he's his normal age, but he's still pretty lean. He tries moving forward when she tugs his arm.]

It's not working.

[passionedingly]

[Grell is in a cage. Grell is barely dressed. By all means, Grell is not in the position to be judging anyone.

However, God loves Grell and has given his little trapped spot a front row seat to this show.

Grell can't come to the phone right now, he's busy dying of laughter]

[houredingly]

[Jack Bauer pulls and pulls and struggles until--

Wham! He hits the floor. When he hears Grell laughing, he walks over to the cage and stands here, glaring at him.]

I suggest you shut the dork up or you'll wind up in a cage for a lifetime.

[He does not like this substitution for curse words.]

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[passionedingly]

[passionedingly]

[There are tears in his eyes he's laughing so hard oh God it hurts]

[himawariedingly]

You are glued to the wall.

[Smiling. ]

[houredingly]

[He's still trying to pull himself off. He looks up briefly at Russia and starts attempting to get off the wall again.]

I could have told you that.

[himawariedingly]

Does it hurt?

[There is nothing but a slight interest in his voice.]