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Jackie…I had this terrible nightmare…

*les cries*

You got mad because I called you Jackie and David tried to muder me with a pillow case… And he said that imma and poppa made me by kissing and cuddling…he was a big meanie!

's okay kiddo. calm down, alright? ain't real.

And he put his hand against my mouth and said if I told anyone that you two were dating— because you two were dating in the dream— that he send me to a flea market!

that’s silly. why’d i go with a fella? i like ladies.

Yeah!

And also my brother could do better anyways.

Jack’s mouth opens.

i’s the best-lookin’ fella in town! heck ya mean?

Well, he’s super smart! Everyone always calls him great looking! And he’s polite.

Oh and he’s ‘down to earth’ whatever that means.

I’ve never heard anyone says that about you…

Jack takes a deep breath.

DAVID!

(@askdjacobs)

Heavens, Jack, there is no need to yell. What are you and Les debating this time? Should I be worried?

I have a feeling I ought to be. These conversations have an unfortunate tendency to end with some new revelation that concerns me even more.

(@ask-jackk)

les ‘ere had a dream we was togetha-which i told ‘im was fake-n then he tells me i’m ugly n i’s rude n dumb n not down to earth n davey i’s ain’t gonna deal with this!

Well, I don't think you're ugly, rude, or dumb. And I rather like the way you dream.

Les, you ought to be a little kinder to your friends. Dreams are only dreams, you know - they do not decide what is real.

(@totallynotles)

Jackie you fat duck! I didn’t say that! You’re being dromatic!

I said that you could do better then Jackie because you’re super smart, and great looking, and nice, and down to earth!

That what’s everyone says about you but I’ve never heard anyone say that about Jackie!

Les, do not call Jack that. Where in heaven's name did you pick up a phrase like that? Imma will be wondering just who I have been letting influence you.

Just because those qualities of Jack are not named doesn't mean he doesn't have them. Besides, only Imma's friends from synagogue call me anything close to what you're describing and they are often simply being polite.

Anyhow, do remember how they are always telling you how brave you are, and how Sarah can scarcely cross the room without someone singing her praises. I dare say that you two would have much higher expectations for your future partner than I have for mine.

(@totallynotles)

I learned fat duck from the mefia!

And not true! I heard other people call you that stuff behind your back! Like Jackie, a nun, and some other people!

And jokes on them because I’m never ever getting a future partner! Girls have cooties and boys are gross! They both smell like Pheww!

Please stop associating with the mafia and finding strangers to converse with. Really, it troubles me just to hear of your escapades.

Jackie doesn't count as he is naturally kind and more than a bit of a flatter- no offense. You were talking to nuns?

Also, you do realize that by calling boys gross, you are also stating that you, Jack, and I are gross, right?

(@totallynotles)

Whyyy? No one says sranger danger! Yes! I love talking to nanas! They rock!

And No because Jackie is a cowboy! I’m a man! And you’re…David!

David are you smoking?

— @totallynotles

I beg your pardon- no?

Les, when have you ever seen me inclined to smoke?

You somtimes smell like smoke!

It's New York - everything smells like something. I would sooner have smoke than sewage.

But your breath smells like it too!

Do you want some Lysol to wash it out?

It very much does not and no.

It super very much does!

*les gags*

It’s PHEWW!

*David scoffs.*

It is not and you are being very unkind.

You and the Torah told me honestly is the best policy!

Lesham, I really do not think I smell of smoke.

smell your breath!

No.

Why not?

Lesham, I do love you, but could I suggest bothering Sarah today instead of me?

I would but she’s with Katherine and Katherine is scary.

Katherine is only slightly intimidating.

Easy for you to say! You’re so big that she’s probably scared of you!

That... is a bit insulting to hear. I don't think I frighten her, even if I am a bit taller.

You’re like, really big! Like—

*les jumps up, waving his arms* this big!

That's most definitely... enlightening.

Thanks! I only speak truth most of time

That's very nice, Les.

you’re welcome Dav!

*les hugs David’s legs*

*David sighs, but can't help to smile. He lightly pets Les's head.*

How is it that you are so enduring?

Because I’m the very most cutest! 24 people said I was cuter then Jackie!

Do... we know these twenty-four people?

that’s the funny thing! We don’t!

Les - who are you talking to?

…FUNNY THING IS—I DON’T KNOW!

*David grows exponentially concerned.*

...Les.

…yes?

Where are you meeting these folk?

in alley ways

...

Please. Please say that this is simply a jest?

OHHH! YOU SHOULD MEET TONY!

he talks like this “now hand over the money”

*les says in an Italian accent*

He says he’s in this gang called the mefia or something! Funny guy!

*David makes a face at the news - a few faces in fact. What sticks is an awkward half-grimace that's more unease than anything.*

We are going home now, and I am quite certain Imma and Abba will agree that you are no longer allowed to go wandering the streets by yourself.

*David grabs his hand, turning on his heel as he starts on the path back to their building.*

What? Noo I love wondering the street by myself! Tony gave me candy and told me not to tell the ‘fuzz’ about the gangs hideout or one of them would shoot me and my family! Isn’t that funny?

*Les tries to pull his hand out of his grasp*

And he also showed me how to beat up someone bigger than me! Wanna see?

No- Les, listen to me. You cannot keep company with those people. This is not open for discussion. You are going to get yourself hurt.

but what if they get mad and hurt someone?

What if they get mad and hurt you?

…I don’t know what I would do!

Yes, which is why you will stay far, far away from them from now on.

I will davey! I promise!

I don’t know what I’m gonna do with all my new spare time though!

If you'd like, I could spend more time with you.

…could you teach me chess?

*les hugs him*

Jackie don’t listen to that meanie! I only said that because crunchy said he wouldn’t tell David about me playing poke—I mean I didn’t say that! you’re my favorite person!

( @totallynotles )

poker?

um no. I was playing…Pokey! Where you poke each other until you um bleed?

roulette?

No?

*les hugs him*

Jackie don’t listen to that meanie! I only said that because crunchy said he wouldn’t tell David about me playing poke—I mean I didn’t say that! you’re my favorite person!

( @totallynotles )

poker?

#(I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if that was an actual game)

um no. I was playing…Pokey! Where you poke each other until you um bleed?

Jackie…I had this terrible nightmare…

*les cries*

You got mad because I called you Jackie and David tried to muder me with a pillow case… And he said that imma and poppa made me by kissing and cuddling…he was a big meanie!

's okay kiddo. calm down, alright? ain't real.

And he put his hand against my mouth and said if I told anyone that you two were dating— because you two were dating in the dream— that he send me to a flea market!

that’s silly. why’d i go with a fella? i like ladies.

Yeah!

And also my brother could do better anyways.

Jack’s mouth opens.

i’s the best-lookin’ fella in town! heck ya mean?

Well, he’s super smart! Everyone always calls him great looking! And he’s polite.

Oh and he’s ‘down to earth’ whatever that means.

I’ve never heard anyone says that about you…

Jack takes a deep breath.

DAVID!

(@askdjacobs)

Heavens, Jack, there is no need to yell. What are you and Les debating this time? Should I be worried?

I have a feeling I ought to be. These conversations have an unfortunate tendency to end with some new revelation that concerns me even more.

(@ask-jackk)

les ‘ere had a dream we was togetha-which i told ‘im was fake-n then he tells me i’m ugly n i’s rude n dumb n not down to earth n davey i’s ain’t gonna deal with this!

Well, I don't think you're ugly, rude, or dumb. And I rather like the way you dream.

Les, you ought to be a little kinder to your friends. Dreams are only dreams, you know - they do not decide what is real.

(@totallynotles)

Jackie you fat duck! I didn’t say that! You’re being dromatic!

I said that you could do better then Jackie because you’re super smart, and great looking, and nice, and down to earth!

That what’s everyone says about you but I’ve never heard anyone say that about Jackie!

Les, do not call Jack that. Where in heaven's name did you pick up a phrase like that? Imma will be wondering just who I have been letting influence you.

(@totallynotles)

I learned fat duck from the mefia!

And not true! I heard other people call you that stuff behind your back! Like Jackie, a nun, and some other people!

And jokes on them because I’m never ever getting a future partner! Girls have cooties and boys are gross! They both smell like Pheww!

David are you smoking?

— @totallynotles

I beg your pardon- no?

Les, when have you ever seen me inclined to smoke?

You somtimes smell like smoke!

It's New York - everything smells like something. I would sooner have smoke than sewage.

But your breath smells like it too!

Do you want some Lysol to wash it out?

It very much does not and no.

It super very much does!

*les gags*

It’s PHEWW!

*David scoffs.*

It is not and you are being very unkind.

You and the Torah told me honestly is the best policy!

Lesham, I really do not think I smell of smoke.

smell your breath!

No.

Why not?

Lesham, I do love you, but could I suggest bothering Sarah today instead of me?

I would but she’s with Katherine and Katherine is scary.

Katherine is only slightly intimidating.

Easy for you to say! You’re so big that she’s probably scared of you!

That... is a bit insulting to hear. I don't think I frighten her, even if I am a bit taller.

You’re like, really big! Like—

*les jumps up, waving his arms* this big!

That's most definitely... enlightening.

Thanks! I only speak truth most of time

That's very nice, Les.

you’re welcome Dav!

*les hugs David’s legs*

*David sighs, but can't help to smile. He lightly pets Les's head.*

How is it that you are so enduring?

Because I’m the very most cutest! 24 people said I was cuter then Jackie!

Do... we know these twenty-four people?

that’s the funny thing! We don’t!

Les - who are you talking to?

…FUNNY THING IS—I DON’T KNOW!

*David grows exponentially concerned.*

...Les.

…yes?

Where are you meeting these folk?

in alley ways

...

Please. Please say that this is simply a jest?

OHHH! YOU SHOULD MEET TONY!

he talks like this “now hand over the money”

*les says in an Italian accent*

He says he’s in this gang called the mefia or something! Funny guy!

*David makes a face at the news - a few faces in fact. What sticks is an awkward half-grimace that's more unease than anything.*

We are going home now, and I am quite certain Imma and Abba will agree that you are no longer allowed to go wandering the streets by yourself.

*David grabs his hand, turning on his heel as he starts on the path back to their building.*

What? Noo I love wondering the street by myself! Tony gave me candy and told me not to tell the ‘fuzz’ about the gangs hideout or one of them would shoot me and my family! Isn’t that funny?

*Les tries to pull his hand out of his grasp*

And he also showed me how to beat up someone bigger than me! Wanna see?

No- Les, listen to me. You cannot keep company with those people. This is not open for discussion. You are going to get yourself hurt.

but what if they get mad and hurt someone?

What if they get mad and hurt you?

…I don’t know what I would do!

Yes, which is why you will stay far, far away from them from now on.

I will davey! I promise!

I don’t know what I’m gonna do with all my new spare time though!

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.

”we’ve lost twenty dollars to that kid!” One of the guys says.

*His eyes widen.*

Twenty— jesus, Les! Well, did he win it fairly?

”that’s the thing! We don’t know if he won it fairly!”

Les, didja win it fairly?

Yes! I never lie most of the time!

See? He don’t lie mosta the time.

“Oh so now we’re supposed to believe he’s not lying right now?”

Les, ya lyin’?

No I only lie to my family

See? He only lies ta his family.

*the bullies stare at them in silence, they shoot each other knowing glances.*

“We would fight you… but that’s understandable.”

*the bullies make they’re way out*

“have a good day.”

You too, fellas.

…you’re not gonna tell my brother about the poker, right?

I won't.

*les hugs him*

I like you more than Jackie!

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.

”we’ve lost twenty dollars to that kid!” One of the guys says.

*His eyes widen.*

Twenty— jesus, Les! Well, did he win it fairly?

”that’s the thing! We don’t know if he won it fairly!”

Les, didja win it fairly?

Yes! I never lie most of the time!

See? He don’t lie mosta the time.

“Oh so now we’re supposed to believe he’s not lying right now?”

Les, ya lyin’?

No I only lie to my family

See? He only lies ta his family.

*the bullies stare at them in silence, they shoot each other knowing glances.*

“We would fight you… but that’s understandable.”

*the bullies make they’re way out*

“have a good day.”

You too, fellas.

…you’re not gonna tell my brother about the poker, right?

David are you smoking?

— @totallynotles

I beg your pardon- no?

Les, when have you ever seen me inclined to smoke?

You somtimes smell like smoke!

It's New York - everything smells like something. I would sooner have smoke than sewage.

But your breath smells like it too!

Do you want some Lysol to wash it out?

It very much does not and no.

It super very much does!

*les gags*

It’s PHEWW!

*David scoffs.*

It is not and you are being very unkind.

You and the Torah told me honestly is the best policy!

Lesham, I really do not think I smell of smoke.

smell your breath!

No.

Why not?

Lesham, I do love you, but could I suggest bothering Sarah today instead of me?

I would but she’s with Katherine and Katherine is scary.

Katherine is only slightly intimidating.

Easy for you to say! You’re so big that she’s probably scared of you!

That... is a bit insulting to hear. I don't think I frighten her, even if I am a bit taller.

You’re like, really big! Like—

*les jumps up, waving his arms* this big!

That's most definitely... enlightening.

Thanks! I only speak truth most of time

That's very nice, Les.

you’re welcome Dav!

*les hugs David’s legs*

*David sighs, but can't help to smile. He lightly pets Les's head.*

How is it that you are so enduring?

Because I’m the very most cutest! 24 people said I was cuter then Jackie!

Do... we know these twenty-four people?

that’s the funny thing! We don’t!

Les - who are you talking to?

…FUNNY THING IS—I DON’T KNOW!

*David grows exponentially concerned.*

...Les.

…yes?

Where are you meeting these folk?

in alley ways

...

Please. Please say that this is simply a jest?

OHHH! YOU SHOULD MEET TONY!

he talks like this “now hand over the money”

*les says in an Italian accent*

He says he’s in this gang called the mefia or something! Funny guy!

*David makes a face at the news - a few faces in fact. What sticks is an awkward half-grimace that's more unease than anything.*

We are going home now, and I am quite certain Imma and Abba will agree that you are no longer allowed to go wandering the streets by yourself.

*David grabs his hand, turning on his heel as he starts on the path back to their building.*

What? Noo I love wondering the street by myself! Tony gave me candy and told me not to tell the ‘fuzz’ about the gangs hideout or one of them would shoot me and my family! Isn’t that funny?

*Les tries to pull his hand out of his grasp*

And he also showed me how to beat up someone bigger than me! Wanna see?

No- Les, listen to me. You cannot keep company with those people. This is not open for discussion. You are going to get yourself hurt.

but what if they get mad and hurt someone?

What if they get mad and hurt you?

…I don’t know what I would do!

Jackie…I had this terrible nightmare…

*les cries*

You got mad because I called you Jackie and David tried to muder me with a pillow case… And he said that imma and poppa made me by kissing and cuddling…he was a big meanie!

's okay kiddo. calm down, alright? ain't real.

And he put his hand against my mouth and said if I told anyone that you two were dating— because you two were dating in the dream— that he send me to a flea market!

that’s silly. why’d i go with a fella? i like ladies.

Yeah!

And also my brother could do better anyways.

Jack’s mouth opens.

i’s the best-lookin’ fella in town! heck ya mean?

Well, he’s super smart! Everyone always calls him great looking! And he’s polite.

Oh and he’s ‘down to earth’ whatever that means.

I’ve never heard anyone says that about you…

Jack takes a deep breath.

DAVID!

(@askdjacobs)

Heavens, Jack, there is no need to yell. What are you and Les debating this time? Should I be worried?

I have a feeling I ought to be. These conversations have an unfortunate tendency to end with some new revelation that concerns me even more.

(@ask-jackk)

les ‘ere had a dream we was togetha-which i told ‘im was fake-n then he tells me i’m ugly n i’s rude n dumb n not down to earth n davey i’s ain’t gonna deal with this!

Well, I don't think you're ugly, rude, or dumb. And I rather like the way you dream.

Les, you ought to be a little kinder to your friends. Dreams are only dreams, you know - they do not decide what is real.

(@totallynotles)

Jackie you fat duck! I didn’t say that! You’re being dromatic!

I said that you could do better then Jackie because you’re super smart, and great looking, and nice, and down to earth!

That what’s everyone says about you but I’ve never heard anyone say that about Jackie!

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.

”we’ve lost twenty dollars to that kid!” One of the guys says.

*His eyes widen.*

Twenty— jesus, Les! Well, did he win it fairly?

”that’s the thing! We don’t know if he won it fairly!”

Les, didja win it fairly?

Yes! I never lie most of the time!

See? He don’t lie mosta the time.

“Oh so now we’re supposed to believe he’s not lying right now?”

Les, ya lyin’?

No I only lie to my family

See? He only lies ta his family.

*the bullies stare at them in silence, they shoot each other knowing glances.*

“We would fight you… but that’s understandable.”

*the bullies make they’re way out*

“have a good day.”

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.

”we’ve lost twenty dollars to that kid!” One of the guys says.

*His eyes widen.*

Twenty— jesus, Les! Well, did he win it fairly?

”that’s the thing! We don’t know if he won it fairly!”

Les, didja win it fairly?

Yes! I never lie most of the time!

See? He don’t lie mosta the time.

“Oh so now we’re supposed to believe he’s not lying right now?”

Les, ya lyin’?

No I only lie to my family

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.

”we’ve lost twenty dollars to that kid!” One of the guys says.

*His eyes widen.*

Twenty— jesus, Les! Well, did he win it fairly?

”that’s the thing! We don’t know if he won it fairly!”

Les, didja win it fairly?

Yes! I never lie most of the time!

See? He don’t lie mosta the time.

“Oh so now we’re supposed to believe he’s not lying right now?”

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.

”we’ve lost twenty dollars to that kid!” One of the guys says.

*His eyes widen.*

Twenty— jesus, Les! Well, did he win it fairly?

”that’s the thing! We don’t know if he won it fairly!”

Les, didja win it fairly?

Yes! I never lie most of the time!

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.

”we’ve lost twenty dollars to that kid!” One of the guys says.

*His eyes widen.*

Twenty— jesus, Les! Well, did he win it fairly?

”that’s the thing! We don’t know if he won it fairly!”

Hey there, Les. Howzit goin'?

( @crutchie-offical )

What you’d expect, Brother yelled at me for talking to members of the mefia and some man asked me if I wanna smoke!

Typical. Heard you's back in school?

*les’s face drops*

Not yet…but soon.

That stinks.

I don’t like it there, the kids are white pivilged and mean!

Don't let 'em get to your head, alright?

Alright I’ll try

They give ya trouble, come ta me. I'll take care o' them for ya.

um are you sure you want to do that? They’re really big…

Nah, I can take ‘em.

No they’re like really BIG!!!

You’s ten, how big can they be?

Okay I’ll tell you next time they bug me!

*an hour later Les runs back to him panting, he points behind him*

There they are!

*running not to far behind him were three really buff high schoolers yelling things like “that brat”*

Aw, shit. Heya fellas? There a problem?

*He’s trying to give Les a chance to get out of there while he sweet talks the bullies.*

”this little brat keeps beating us in poker!” One of the guys says.

Poker?! Les, I’m talkin’ to your brudda about this. Sorry ‘bout that, he ain’t exactly the most polite kid.

It’s not my fault they suck at poker!

And I’m very super polite thank you very much Mr!

Les, you’re not helpin’ your case.

*Crutchie hisses that through gritted teeth before turning back to the bullies.*

Sorry ‘bout him.