Donkey turns to face the random figure.
Random: Hey, what are you doing so far out here?
Donkey: Kaneki? Aren't you supposed to be working?!
Kaneki is carrying boxes with some sort of papers on top.
Kaneki: I am but why should I worry about that when I should worry more about our-
Doc: Who is he?
Kaneki: Who am I? Who are you?
He turns to the side to take a look at the handsome dilf car of a man.
Doc: Hudson Hornet. Call me Hornet.
Donkey: Hornet, I'm-
Doc: Not you babydonkey, you can call me daddy.
Donkey blushes immediately and turns to his side, scared that the moment he looks at Doc, he might turn into a living tomato.
Kaneki: I don't think Donkey will, hor-net.
Doc: Watch your mouth.
Kaneki: I'd say to watch yours, Mafia-lookin, expired-lookin no-lungs-lookin, rusty, dusty car.
Doc: Watch this mafia-lookin, expired-lookin, no-lungs-lookin, rusty, dusty, car beat the albino monkey colored hair living human waste out of you.
Donkey: G-guys, calm down... *Donkey holds both of their arms* this isn't like you. Look at me, this is not who you are.
They both look at Donkey, seeing the sad look on Donkey's face. They felt guilty, they even fell in love with him again. He was just a smoll bean, yet, he was so brave on just standing up to both of them. Someone as delicate and petite as Donkey, calming them down.
Kaneki and Doc: Tch.
Kaneki: Now, then, we will take our leave, we have places to go. Isn't that right, my dear jelly belly sugared watermelon sugar pie hunnie bunny cutie pie pumpkin pie sugar plum honey bun sweetheart?
Donkey: Huh? Where to?
Kaneki: Home.
Donkey: No, no way.
Kaneki: Let's go.
Kaneki grab's Donkey's first left leg and starts pulling him.
Donkey: Ouch! Kaneki, you're hurting me! Let go, I'm not going!
Doc: Let go! You're hurting him!
Kaneki looks back, letting go off Donkey, horrified at the thought of being capable of hurting Donkey. Doc embraces Donkey as a small fragile glass-like flower, with no intention of letting it shatter while in his care.
Doc: Are you okay, Donkey? Here, give me your leg. Does it hurt here?
Donkey flinched as Doc pushed hard on his cannon.
Doc: Your cannon is hurt. Let's go to my house, I'll take care of you.
Doc picks up Donkey bridal style and starts heading to his house.
Donkey watched Kaneki as Kaneki got smaller and smaller.
Kaneki watched helplessly as the love of his life is carried by another man to his home.
And just like the papers on the top of the box, they dispersed away.
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