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#V: WHEN YOU'RE DONE YOU GOTTA BE THE FIRST TO RUN || PANCHITO & GLADSTONE VERSE ( ducktales-wco-oo )
bitofthisandthat · 2 years
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So…you and Redman…how does Donald and José approve of this?
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“This stuff goes WAY back to college days. There’s a lot that’s gone on between me and Panch that Donald knows NOTHING about, and we like to keep it that way. I don’t want the blow out, and Panch doesn’t want to lose the friendship. Frankly, there’s ZERO benefit only loss to discuss all the drama over the years with D-man...And I already have a heavy helping of his rage as it is. Family is complicated. ALL relationships are complicated.”
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“Buuuut...José doesn’t care. I’m SURE Redman’s vented, and he’s heard it all. He still floats the same parties I do, and still greets me like a pal. I’m sure he’d grift me or pull some black mischief if he was truly offended. So far, all jokes and drinks.”
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“.................Honestly, I don’t think Don is in the dark about anything. He’s many things, but he’s not a moron. I think he prefers we don’t drag our dirty laundry out for him to see, though. You know...out of sight, out of mind?”
@ducktales-wco-oo
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bitofthisandthat · 3 years
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@dragcnsden​ | @ducktales-wco-oo asked: “Sweetie, darling. Sweetie, darling. You don’t mind me calling you that do you, sweetie? Hmmmm? Do you darling?” - (Panchito being a li'l Shit @ Gladstone rip dfgnjkdfg )
OW, OW! EDDIE SOMETHING’S ON FIRE! OH MY GOD IT’S ME!!!
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Ten minutes of this.....it was cute at first, but now? Now he knows he’s being razzed. Steadily, the gander just stares ahead, his coffee cup getting ignored. What a baby.
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“I was 8 when nana called me that--for the love of GOD--I am SO sorry I told you.” Lies, she called him ‘sweetiedarling’ until he was in his early 20′s. The gang ALL saw it in action back during those rancid college days, the half-goose is just in denial. The rooster remembers, and therefore, he must die--no witnesses.
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bitofthisandthat · 3 years
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@dragcnsden​ | @ducktales-wco-oo​ asked: “ ‘Wednesday 8 am. Get up. Kick ass.’ Well there’s one step ahead already.” - (tfw Panch wakes up for This Shit ddnsgjkdfngkdfg @ Gladstone )
OW, OW! EDDIE SOMETHING’S ON FIRE! OH MY GOD IT’S ME!!!
That’s the last time he tries to sneak up on Panch before his morning coffee. He was going to be cute at first, and give him a little snuggle from behind...maybe whisper something half dirty-half sweet. But nooooooo the devil in him said, ‘Nah, Gladstone, grab him from behind like you’re GOING to cuddle up, but instead, stick your wet pinky in his ear and rough up his comb like an asshole. It’s FUNNIER.’ 
Yeah, Panch’s startled crow at the ‘attack’ was to be expected but, the aftermath---
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“Worth. It.”
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bitofthisandthat · 3 years
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@dragcnsden​​ | @ducktales-wco-oo​​ said: ❗ - (Panch is gonna flat-out tackle Gladdy’s ass.... because Horrible XD )
Send a symbol for a mistletoe kiss situation!
[ CLOSED MEME ]
❗ : your muse ambushes my muse under a mistletoe
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Usually the over-confident gander is the one to ambush a kiss in the slickest of ways, cleverly cornering the intended with a stealth-missal tongue-bath, but his cockiness has become his enemy tonight. He’s sipping casually on his double martini, schmoozing from one partygoer to the next, practically the ‘homecoming king’ of the party, until he reaches the sliding glass door to gaze out the window down at the snow-capped city below. Eyes hooded over in a slight buzz, he takes another lazy sip from his cocktail, and turns on his heel---only to see his drink go FLYING out of his grasp across the floor! Annnnnd that’s followed by the sudden IMPACT of an added weight on his back, dexterous hands spinning him round to scream a HOWL of triumph from the rooster---
Before the gander can utter some sarcastic drawl at his lover, lips are on his, passionately claiming him against the cold glass in a writhing, devilish attack. Sea-green eyes bulge at the PUBLIC intensity, one hand capturing his lower bill the other, cupped, er, below at ivory tail feathers as he’s grinded against icy glass and tailored fabric. HOO boy. 
The kiss breaks as forcefully as it began, and the gander stumbles back clumsily on his feet, the sliding glass doors serving as a welcomed prop that keeps him from falling on his ass. The look on Panchito’s face is arrogance and self-satisfaction as a couple partygoers nearby hoot and give ‘applause.’
“Geeze! What th---” Eyes pan up to the bough above their heads.
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“Oh yeeeeeeeeahhhh. Mistletoe.” A slight pause as he gets his bearings, and then points double fingered at the cocky cock. “You owe me another martini, Redman.” He’s trying to be stern, but a small poof of laughter pops out. “Now. Please.”  
He’ll get him back later...just you wait, Panch.
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden​ | @ducktales-wco-oo​ ​ || 👻your muse and mine get creeped out by a ghost 
The whole theme-park haunted house date idea was fun enough for gag; even if some of the R-rated ‘rooms’ did gain a genuine scare from the cocky duo. Glad always thought these things were fun just ‘bullshit.’ Despite his fam labeling him as a wuss when it came to adventuring, horror and suspense was pure entertainment for the smug gander. You know, as long as it was aimed at someone else, on TV, or he was at one of these actor-filled-smoke-machine-neon-lit-heavy-metal-pumping-through-the speakers...places. To be honest, REAL spooks in real life were ‘no big’ to him either. It was all well-worn territory for the Luck-blessed goose and his family. And as spoiled rotten as he was, he enjoyed the whole ‘witchy world’ out there. It was...intriguing.
So long as the supernatural wasn’t targeting HIM.
Walking back from the ‘Halloween Horror Lot’ they were scoffing at some of the rooms and displays they thought came off more as corny then scary. Gladstone of course, had to rib the rooster for the enormously loud cowboy shriek he made when a simple jump-scare had gotten him. Not like the ‘ghost girl’ reaching out to grab the gander’s arm didn’t win an ear-shattering FUCK!! out of him. But he was talking about Panchito now, not him.
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“I thought you thought that stuff was no big deal, Redman. Man, you squealed like baby seal, it was hilarious!”
Padded feet halted when they passed a very dilapidated home that was clearly abandoned for...GOD knows how many years. Apparently they had been so busy talking and laughing on their stroll back into town, they had gotten off the beaten path. The house had overgrown weeds and trees; it was bleak, grey, and rotting away at the beams, but something about it commanded attention. The wind blew through the shattered windows, and a distant cry could be heard. Eh, it was probably just his imagination.
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“....Ahhhhh you thinking what I’m thinking, Panch?” his plain expression turned mischievous. “Let’s disobey every rule in ‘Horror-Movie Law,’ and go in there. Poke around. See how long we can take it before something terrifying happens. Hm?” He didn’t wait for a response, he knew the rooster couldn’t back off a challenge. Gladstone stepped over a broken  rail and into the property, patting Panchito’s shoulder as he passed. “Just see if you can keep your hands to yourself while we’re in there. I know I’m irresistible, but we’re ghost busting tonight, Redman.”
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bitofthisandthat · 3 years
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@dragcnsden​​ | @ducktales-wco-oo​​​ said: “Thanks for the sex, homie!” And he’s just slapped the gander on the ass... Nice. - (Panch @ Glad - ‘cause how could I NOT? XD )
HUNIE POP meme!
The gander was lazed over the covers, flipping through a few magazines while the radio played dully in the background. A casual afternoon of affection led to a nap and lounging session, but now the busy-bodied rooster was back up and recharged. Panch’s yawn was loud and sprawling, and even from behind his blindside, Gladstone could feel him stretch before the mattress plunged down, popping back up as the rooster exited the bed. 
The whap! wasn’t a surprise, ( Gladstone would be more surprised if Panch didn’t give his butt a smack after sex, hell, he got it when he just passed him in the kitchen after getting a drink... ) Nevertheless, his eyes bulge on the sharp contact, his tail hiking up in shock. He nods slowly, feigning disgust, even if on the inside, he’s laughing. “Oh. Uchhh...you pig.” Hands droop over the edge of the bed as he drops the magazines with pretend ‘offense,’ the papers fanning out messily onto the floor below. The gander turns on his elbow to watch Panch move around, but he keeps his own nakedness partially modest, as he stays flat on his stomach. He’s watching the rooster march around arrogantly, plucking one article of clothing up after the other to redress, and shakes his head, ticking his tongue with fake disgust.
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“You SCANDALOUS prick, I’m going to kick your filthy ass back over the Rio Grande! I’ll have you know I’ve gotten better treatment for far less. How daaaaaaaaare you talk to me like some cheap trick,” He nods matter-of-factly at the rooster as he passes him again. “I’m an EXPENSIVE trick.”
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bitofthisandthat · 3 years
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@dragcnsden​​ | @ducktales-wco-oo​​ said: “You really are an asshole sometimes... but—“ A cheeky grin and a poke at Gladstone’s bill as he states, “You’re my asshole~” ... A beat before— “Even if your choice of snacks is shit.” - (Panch: both teasingly-loving... and ragging on Glad’s fancy foods XD )
Say ANYTHING to my muse! & my muse can only react with an icon of their reaction!
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Yeah, he’s used to being called that; either from Panch or...........anyone that’s known him for 10 minutes. But d’aww. Shucks. How sentimentally cute. Until. The rooster keeps talking.
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden | @ducktales-wco-oo said: “I’m fully capable of kicking your ass.” - (Panch @ Glad because the Bastard Boi has gotta say it XD )
prompt list ♡
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“Yeah, like in...boxing or stuff like that, but not in the important ways like Mario Kart, or knowing every song in Ol’ Blue Eyes’ discography by heart, or how to pick good whisky, or like...what hotel lines to avoid when overseas on the strip, or how to pick a detailer for your car, or which is real Prosciutto and what’s a sad knock-off, or what’s the----”
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“----Shut up. I can still throw heavy objects at people’s heads for self defense, alright?? If I had a dollar for every bottle of Cristal I broke over some asshole’s head I’d have........like, 
40 dollars.”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden | @ducktales-wco-oo said: Silently creeping up, a dangerous gleam is in his eyes as prey is spotted... Poor, foolish Glad hath no idea what he started. The retribution that shall be unleashed. Suddenly- He Attacks. "HA!" With a triumphant cry, Panch roughly tackles his freshly-groomed partner— having waited until JUST now —causing them to roll and hit the wall in a messy heap. Untangling himself, arm hooks around Glad's shoulders, free hand noogieing the shit out of his headfeathers. "Got ya!" (Gdi these DORKS XD )
Gladstone had JUST finished his whole ‘routine,’ which included a painstakingly long process of aftershave, cologne, hair worship and finally the coiffure. He was lookin’ good. Of course, passing his reflection in the hall mirror won his usual insufferable ‘finger gun-wink-tongue click’ at himself. Then, onto the mail. He leafed through the pile, whistling to himself nonchalantly as he sauntered down the hall, completely ignorant that anything could be brewing...
THAT SHADOW. THAT CROW.
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“No. No. NooooooOOOOoooooooo! Ahhhhhh!”
Panchito had him, tackled to the ground, and his perfect locks....manhandled. His precious hair...ruined. He blinked unevenly, looking like a tornado had ran through his scalp. “Oh, I am soooooooo...not done with this. You’re dead. DEAD, Redman,” he whistled, then made a popping sound. “I will get you.” He stood up, patting down his suit with ‘dignity,’ his hair looking SAD and grungy. A playful, but menacing finger jutted at the rooster. “You’re going DOWN.”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden | @ducktales-wco-oo said: "... you still feel like home." Panch says, words weaker than he cares to admit as he sits beside his partner, leaving space between them. In case Glad isn't up for reconciliation yet. It was a pretty fucked u- ... bad, fight. One that, even with their history (and habits) he is still reeling over. But, he has to try to- No. He HAS to make things right. "Y'know, even with all this-" Hand (helplessly) motions, "-shit in the air... There's NOWHERE else I'd rather be." (No context, just Pain :'3 )
RELATIONSHIP AESTHETICS !!
He’s still mad. Be it his bloodline’s infamous temper and will to hold a grudge like no other, he’s stewing and and still at the heated point of a long cool down. Arms crossed and his eyes fixed out the window, green eyes boring into the skyline below, he’s doing his best to not look at the rooster or pay mind to where he is in the room. Feet shuffle behind him, and he feels he’s near, but his head is throbbing with a tension headache, still chafed at what was said to him.
Yes, the gander threw some very low blows towards Panch as well, adding more coals to the already growing fire. Their voices had gotten so elevated, so incensed, that only now, in silence, is Gladstone aware of how bad it had sounded, and he is thankful they are in the zeppelin with NO neighbors. Cheek pushes roughly into his fist as he leans over the sofa’s arm, pretending not to see a blur of red and gold moving closer, then finally placing itself next to him.
His anger is shifting into discomfort and shame, but he’s not able to process that in this mess. He just knows he feels like death warmed over inside of himself, and can’t make eye contact with Panchito....yet.
There it is.
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“Yeah.”  He straightens from his childish posture, only to slump again, this time falling parallel to his partner. “..................We gotta stop.” His wrists lift briefly at his sides before flattening on the cushion again. “Because...at some point, this kind of fighting is just...” He shakes his head gravely at nothing in front of his eyes, “...Too destructive.” A hand goes to his eyes, then rubs over his forehead. “We’re not kids, Panch. We should be able to have some disagreements that don’t turn into a war every time.” His hand falls back down, this time running over the top of the rooster’s hand. “I mean...fighting is normal. But how we do it? Wrong-o. Bad...just. Sick shit.”
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“I just......We should be taking care of each other, not breaking each other down.”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden​ said: " at least i've got you here to take care of me, right? " - (*shoves a dumbass rooster bf who fites no matter how hardcore Stupid a decision it probably was XD* Here ya go Glad...)
send in " at least i've got you here to take care of me, right? " for my muse to tend to your muse's wounds after a fight/battle. [ SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING ]
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“WHAT the ever-loving-HELL happened to YOU?”  Glad was NOT the best when dealing with blood...I mean, horror flicks were one thing, but seeing it in real life? Not so much. “Shhhhhhhhhheeeeez some of that better be your natural ‘merlot’ showing up after a rainstorm---PANCH. Gross.”
He jabbed two fingers in his direction.  “Get your ass into the bathroom, NOW.” The vain gander muttered nonsense under his breath, peeling out of his expensive jacket and vest, following the rooster into the bathroom. He rolled his sleeves up scolding after him. “You KNOW I am no good with this crap. What bullshit got you riled this time? Someone get the lyrics wrong to your favorite ditty in karaoke? Someone out drink you at the bar? WHAT?”  Any answer Panch would give the gander wouldn’t make sense; he usually started fires then scooted out of there before he got sucked into the violent end of things. Only fist fights he ever got into was with family. Oddly. Gladstone picked through any part of the rooster’s feathers that seemed matted with blood, and luckily a lot of it just wreaked of hard booze, with few shards of glass. Obviously evidence bottles that were broken over his back and body...There was only one real cut. Glad gasped out grossly at the swollen site, and sighed out, stepping back with his hands planted nervously on his hips. “Alright. I’m going to irrigate this...or whatever, then you’re going to drink some coffee while I Waddle what the hell I’m supposed to do about it.”
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“I don’t wanna have to drive you to the hospital....And I mean this as a regular thing, you got me? STEP DOWN sometimes, for fuck’s sake.” He ran a bloodied hand over his own forehead, wincing when he saw the streak across white. “AGH! That’s it! Shower. Now.”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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Anonymous said: (Glad) Sure it's a good idea to get cozy with a guy who can't keep his heart off his sleeve or dick in his pants? A restless dumbass who's itching to fly the coop, cries to you about getting screwed over by Other People- who any idiot would've known to steer clear of, insults you without even realizing it... Plus, it's probably tiring dealing with someone who's either clamming up or boiling over 'cause of Baggage™. You could literally get ANYONE, do way Better- Why settle for someone like Panch?
insult someone my muse cares about on anon
He couldn’t even process half of that mess, he was too busy wondering: ‘what the hell crawled up this bastard’s ass that he took the time out of his busy day to throw shade at two people that didn’t fucking care what anyone thought of them on a day to day basis,’  ...buuuuuuuut they just had to insinuate he was ‘settling’ for Panch. Wow. Wild.
He eyed the skyline, and blew out his breath in a slow, relaxed huff, seemingly ignoring all that drivel. He casually turned off, distracted by nothing, and chuffed out a short bark of laughter.
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“Heh. Bad idea getting my mood all...icky.” he wiped his hand off on a napkin and sat back idly. “Because the kinda divine intervention I party with on a second to second basis ain’t a pretty picture for you...later. But...you know...” He sat back, idly placing his forearm behind his head like a pillow, the ice in his drink clinking as he swirled it in his grip. He crossed his ankle over his knee and pouted his beak in thought. “I’ll illuminate you anyway.”
‘Carefree’ mood flipped on a dime, as the gander’s lithe voice dropped to a deep, warring tone. Not raised, but unbending and firm. “First things first, dickhead.”
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“He’s better than YOU. He’s better than a LOT of people in this messed up world, and I won’t take any shit being said about him, not from anyone. Not even from family, not even from friends, and certainly not from a stranger that bares no consequence in life whether they live or die. In short: you don’t matter. Oh yeah. Don’t call him a dumbass. He’s a lot smarter than most people give him credit for, or else I wouldn’t stick around. You can’t be stupid and be as talented at so many things as he is. He’s smart enough to be fluent in more than one language, so that alone makes his IQ waaaay higher than yours. Now. Picking into his private affairs and private past is a pretty twisted thing to do. Only a sick fuck would take pleasure in knowing he’s got a lot weighing in his head and would use that as a weapon. And, hahah!  We ALL have ‘baggage.’ Welcome to the grand-central terminal of emotional meltdowns, you fuck. Panch and I get each other. That’s all that counts. Don’t pretend to know us, don’t even insinuate or condescend to think you know him. You have NO idea how long we’ve known each other, and what’s passed between us. He can carry my stuff, I’ll carry his. The end.”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden / @ducktales-wco-oo said: “This is romantic as shit. Are you trying to seduce me?” - (Panch @ Glad because I saw this and I just- THIS is something my 'classy af' son would say XD )
HuniePop! MEME
He really hadn’t done MUCH compared to his usual ‘baiting’. No supreme layout, low lights and music...no extravagant-on-a-limb-strings-being-pulled-type deal. Sure, he set the table, whistle-singing one of his rat pack favorites, kinda shuffling around, tossing a humorous eyebrow wag at Panch as he did. He lit a candle and punctuated his last note by blowing the match out, perfectly in time to the ‘song.’
Then, he just popped a beer for the rooster and flipped on the stereo for him...which continued one of the gander’s songs. Honestly, not his BEST work, it was all on the fly, natural. He really wasn’t even trying for seduction.
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“..........................????” 
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“..........Mayyyyybbeeee....Is it working?”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden | @ducktales-wco-oo said: ❝ Looking back on my life, I guess my biggest regret is trying to fight that alligator 5 minutes ago. ❞ - ( @Glad - Have a dumbass rooster making a joke after probably narrowly avoiding some shit XD )
“The Onion” article title sentence meme
Well, he seems to be taking that snap to his neck in stride, how cavalier of the rooster. Glad however is smoothing back his curls nervously, cursing under his breath as the now drenched caballero is making his way towards him on the path, half laughing, half catching his breath. What an idiot. He’s....mad at him? WOW. Glad never thought something like that would make him mad at the rooster. It was always kinda his charm, doing dumb stuff. 
See, Gladstone really doesn’t care what anyone does with their lives, he doesn’t care if they cloister and do jigsaw puzzles all day or go out and climb Mt. Neverest with NOTHING but the shirts on their back. Hey, people should be themselves. BUT. What. The. Hell? Seeing Panchito narrowly escape that last ‘adrenaline’ fix was enough to bring out the gander’s rare ‘NO’ button.
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“..............Panch, man....You KNOW I dig your whole ‘do whatever’ attitude, it’s what I love about you--anyway--don’t do THAT again, ‘kay? At least not in front of me.”
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“I almost had a heart attack.”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden | @ducktales-wco-oo said: ❝ start the fucking car ! ❞ - (Panch and Glad getting into Some Shit XD )
DEADPOOL 2 MEME
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“Damnit, Panch! I HATE running! YOU KNOW THAT!” He’s yelling in front of him, as the rooster comes up from behind, hollering at the three no-necks behind them. He high-tails it to the driver’s side, the automatic key chain flipping on as he peels closer to the rooster, STILL mouthing off at the bouncers. “Ahhhhhh and people say I have a big mouth---” In a loud screeeeech, he spins the car so the passenger side is near Panchito, and after ONE more crude gesture and swear, he’s jumping in and Glad can finally get the hell out of there. 
He’s driving in angered, tired silence for a few minutes, thick brows fixed in concentration as he stares at the night-filled highway. The silence is deafening until the rooster pipes up about that being a ‘pretty close one.’ 
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“Man, I do NOT wanna talk about it.” 
A few more tense moments of silence as they pass one lit overpass after another, then---- A BURST OF LAUGHTER escapes the gander at last. “I can’t believe you asked that  ‘weekend’ poser cowboy if he kept falling off because the mechanical bull reminded him of his ex-wife. I almost pissed myself laughing. You’re an asshole, Panch.” A coughing fit riddles his next fit of laughter. “Ahhhhh....we’re not going back there for awhile.”
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bitofthisandthat · 4 years
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@dragcnsden said: SKETCHDUMP! + Panch/Glad (if you wanna, 'cause I'm curious about how the Trash Rooster would look in your style X3 )
Send SKETCHDUMP! + (muse) for me to do a sketchdump of our muses!                                    [ CLOSED meme for now! ]
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