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[haveyoumet-dolores]

Romanceable Options {Al & Lo}

Mirabel had gotten Dolores a date with Al McWiggin. Something Lo wasn’t sure she would have approached on her own. He was friends with Tiana and Jun after all and while dating in a small town was like that. Sometimes Lo worried about it.

So Mirabel stepping in was good. Especially if conversation was as easy as Agents of SHIELD and Stardew Valley. After all Lo had read the conversation after the fact.

So she was armed with the research Mirabel suggested. (Not really Lo knew all the nerdy speak because she loved the same kind of things.)

Finishing up with her class Lo was running a little late sending a quick text to Al to apologize as she left the school and rushed over. “Hi! I’m so sorry I’m late, had a few questions after class.”

Outfit

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[blight-illusions]

Agree to Disagree {Alric}

Edric was looking for a job. Why would the ever great Blight be looking for a job. He had all the money in the world to fall back on.

Well it was that, he didn’t know if he would. As much of a follower he was, he was watching his sisters and he wanted to protect them. He wanted to help so getting a chill job seemed like the best way to do that.

A comic book shop seemed like somewhere that would be easy. He barely even remembered his first meeting with the owner. So he handed in his resume and got an interview.

“Hey I’m Ed. You’re Al right?” He did look familiar, but half the town looked familiar at this point.

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[arthur-of-camelot]

To Live by the sword | Knights

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It was high time that Arthur did some training with some of the knights. It was one thing to have the memories of knights and past events. It was a whole other to know exactly how to utilize it. To put that physical strength and energy into it. Arthur wanted to ensure that his people would be safe. Or as safe as he could manage.

Originally he was going to start with a moment with Dipper, seeing as Dipper asked a bit about it, but then Al had chimed in and now he found himself on a snow covered field at the edge of the forest setting up some targets for them to practice swinging at. He’d brought wooden swords as well, because he had no intention of letting them start by training with actual swords. That was asking for something to go wrong.

“Alright. Before we get started I’d like to start by giving the rules. Stick with them or we stop training immediately. Because swords are tools, they’re not toys.” And though he knew that Dipper and Al were both adults, sometimes excitement could go to people’s heads. Arthur refused to let it be at the cost of their health.

“Ground rules: don’t point anything at anyone unless actually instructed, check your surroundings carefully before you do anything. Be careful sheathing and unsheathing your sword when we get to using it. Always do it slow. I know that film likes to rush it, but that can run the risk of you cutting yourself if you’re not paying attention to where your hands are.” 

Arthur already felt like he was giving a speech, but the safety rules could not be ignored. “I have more safety things, but those go with when we actually use the real swords, and I’d like us to begin with practice ones. Do you have any questions?”

[accendimi]

A Vintage Threat {Sarina&Al}

Sarina wasnt sure what had possessed her to come into the comic shop. Nostalgia when she saw the vintage team go merchandise. They would have loved it.

It had been years since she had saw them. Years since she had given a second thought to anything but their stupidity in putting their lives on the line for people that wouldnt do the same.

He would have loved the toy.

She had tried to set it down and walk away but she couldn't. She couldn't let someone else walk in and buy it.

Ignoring 5he rest of the dweebs in the shop as they stared at her which sarina never helped with how tight she wore her jeans and tops and thigh high boots she placed in on the counter. 

"Just this unless you have more shit for them.'

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[the-coolest-mallard]

Money, that’s what I want | Louie & Al

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Louie needed a job. Well, he needed money really, and while he’d collected a decent amount of money via bribes from his brothers and the occasional birthday or holiday cash, he still wanted more. He wanted to become the successful businessman he knew he could be. And that meant finding himself a job and starting to save something up.

He’d looked around a bunch of places, but a lot of them seemed like they’d be too much work. There was a delicate balance of laziness and wanting money, and Louie was sure that he’d find the place that was just right. It only took a couple day’s, but Al’s comic book store would be perfect!

So he marched on into the store, head held high and a determination that he rarely had to actually do something productive. Some might say it was historic. As he stepped into the store, he was briefly sidetracked by some of the comics he might actually want to read. Tempting, but not today. Today he’d get a job.

“Hey Mister Al? I’m here about a job. And before you say anything, you should know that I’m obviously the best choice because I actually like comics and stuff.”

[wearingxspots]

Deal With The De Vil || Spotted Chicken

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Cruella took a deep breath. In her entire life, she never thought she would be taking a step into a business as ghastly as the one right in front of her. It was some sort of comic book shop, which seemed like a terribly unnecessary place for an unnecessarily mediocre so-called art. It genuninely looked like a barn, too. Fitting for their cow-sized audience, she assumed. People who read comics were children who didn’t have money to buy them, anyway.

With a loud exhale, the woman told herself she had to go inside. It was for the better. It was just that she had overdressed for the ocassion. The woman didn’t expect the person who had announced his candidacy with such security would own a business as unlikable, though, and she was now walking into it wearing a heavy white fur coat that covered a glistening pant suit. Her eyes’ shame was covered only by a pair of ridiculously expensive round sunglasses.

As she made her way into the pitiful locale, the lady extenedd a gloved hand to poke one of the magazines on exhibition, as if it would possibly bite her. “Oh, dear...” she mumbled, disgusted, wondering if this was worth it at all.

[kangaderosa]

Something slightly resembling gumption | Chickaroo

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continued from here cause I had to change the title/movie

“Thank you Al. I know it can’t be easy to say. But I hope this will make up for it a little.” The arroz con leche was sweet and soothing if nothing else, and hopefully their nice evening sitting watching a romantic Christmas movie would help too. Kanga handed the bowl over to him, deciding that she would do her best to take his mind off of it and just enjoy their date night. There was no need for her to go on about her win.

She trailed in after him, taking a breath and inhaling the smell of it. And if it tasted as good as it smelled, then Kanga was sure she would enjoy it. More so because she didn’t have to cook for a change. “I love chicken piccata. Thank you for cooking tonight. This is really nice. I feel spoiled,” she admitted, and that sounded pretty basic to feel spoiled over, but Kanga was used to doing everything.

“All of this is perfect.” Kanga smiled over at him. “I like nothing better than curling up on the couch with a good meal and a film.” She considered it for a moment and added, “and you’re sure you want to watch the Holiday?” She wanted to be sure she wasn’t signing him up for another unpleasant experience with it. “We can watch a hero movie too if you’d rather.”

[kangaderosa]

It’s a match! | Kanga & Al

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Kanga had been debating over it for a while now. Whether or not it would be a good idea to put herself out there again. It had been years since she’d last attempted dating, but she felt it was time to try once more. Roo was old enough now that she might not have the trouble she’d had before. She didn’t need a sitter, and she might deter less people since her son was nearly grown now. 

Or maybe that was in her head. In any case, she had made herself a dating profile online. Given the details that were most important: that she was a nurse, she had a son, and she couldn’t promise a lot of free time. She wrote some hobbies and things, but it all felt rather ridiculous. Even when she finally started communicating with some people she found it awkward. There was no face to face and it was impossible to tell what actual chemistry there might be.

So Kanga finally decided to hell with it and asked Al to meet her in person on a date. Maybe it was forward, but she preferred to know one way or another if there was any chance there. She knew a bit about Al as a businessman and a board member, but not much about him as a person. She even suggested Remy’s, though she tended to avoid spending too much on dining out. It seemed like a better environment to talk than a pizza place. And if they didn’t get along...well at least Kanga would have gotten a good meal out of the venture. 

Kanga put on a patterned dress and started adjusting her make up. If Al decided to go through with this then he’d likely be by to get her soon enough. If not, then she would take herself out. She had just finished touching up on it when she heard a knock on the door and made her way over, opening the door with a polite smile. “Hi Al. How are you?”