originally posted in:The New Dojo
*Mortar holds out his backpack towards Quincy*
Trick or treat bro!
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*his ears turn toward them before his head does* Oh, -hic- trick or treaters.. sorry... i dont have any candy..
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oh, sorry... *Mortar places his backpack on his back again, watching the buzzed Quincy*
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naw, youre good -hic- *he loses his balance and stumbles into a lamppost to his left* Gyah! ow... that hurts... *he clutches his head*
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*Mortar sighs as he helps him on a bench* You okay man?
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Yeah... just a tad... well... dizzy... orange soda is a bad idea for canines...
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So long as it wasn't mixed with Chocolate you should be fine.
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eeww... chocolate soda... blech..
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Well it's actually not that bad...
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maybe not for you... -hic-
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Oh, well... *Mortar sighs a little* You sure you're okay?
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You know, im probably not, but thats -hic- a long story and im not going into it right now... *he rubs his eyes*
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Alright bud. *Mortar pats Quincy's shoulder a little*
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*Quincy, still drunk mind you, leans on Mortar, sniffling a little* Thanks for -sniffle- asking by the way... not many do...