Mini stories!!!

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Made this a while ago and forgot to publish it. These are tiny stories that are just meant for maybe a small laugh or something cute, I mean like a couple paragraphs long for really short ones, and maybe half a thousand words for longer ones, but there's just a bunch of them because I had the idea and now I'm doing it because I can.  There probably will be more parts like this in the future. Feel free to suggest some.

1: Doorway attack (Jally)
During lunch break, Jack was leaning in the doorway to the break room, talking to Henry, and Bendy who was clinging to the animator's leg. It was December, so there was decorations everywhere, including mistletoe put in nearly every doorway. Jack, being oblivious to this sort of thing, was unknowingly standing under some of the red berried plant.
Across the room, Allison was egging Lacie on to go up and just kiss him because of where he was standing, Susie was reluctantly trying to persuade her, but not nearly as much as the other girl was. Lacie was slowly gathering courage.
"Hey Jack, ya seen Wally today? I haven't seen him all day, and that's weird cuz he's usually right beside ya." Bendy said. Jack nodded.
"He's cleaning up some spilled ink in the toy department, and it's not my fault he follows me around everywhere." The lyricist huffed, crossing his arms.
"You follow him around sometimes too, it's so rare to see one of you guys without the other." Henry pointed out, him and the demon laughing. Jack just smiled and rolled his eyes. His smile faded when he saw a nervous Lacie walking up to him.
"Hey Jack." She greeted, smiling at him.
"Hi." He responded. He knew she liked him, he'd figured it out easily because of her friends loudly teasing her about it. He only ever liked her as a friend though.
"Umm...Y'know you're standing under-" Lacie was cut off as the door on the other end of the room loudly burst open and someone dashed through towards them.
"Excuezie, Lacie." Wally gently moved her aside before running full force into Jack, one arm locking around the lyricist's waist, his other hand cupping his face. He leaned Jack down in a dip and kissed him. There was a few moments of silence as every employee in the break room had turned to stare.
Wally then stood back up again, letting go of Jack. "Mistletoe." He said, pointing to the top of the doorway, then dashed right back out of the room again. Jack stood stock still, eyes wide and face burning red.
"Jack? Are you okay-" Henry began to ask.
"HE PUT HIS TONGUE IN MY MOUTH!!!" Jack yelled, face so red it almost looked like he was steaming. Everyone in the room burst out laughing, except for Lacie who retreated back to her friends, Susie looking much happier.

2: ADD (Shant)
Sometimes people with ADD get strange impulses to do or say things that they can hardly control, and maybe they would get weird strong bursts of motivation. This was one of those times for Shawn Flynn, and his impulse would make fellow employees laugh, and another one flustered.
The toy maker made his way to the accountant's office, Grant Cohen. He opened the door and stood staring at Grant until the accountant became confused. "Shawn? Did you just die or something, why are you looking at me like that?" He asked cautiously, raising a suspicious eyebrow at the other. Shawn did not answer, only smiled and walked over.
Without the slightest bit of hesitation, Shawn sat down right in Grant's lap, the accountant's face instantly flaring up. "Whatcha doin'?" The toy maker asked, looking distastefully at all the math that had been scribbled down on papers lying over the face of the desk. Grant's brain stopped responding for a moment, so he didn't answer immediately.
"Working." He said simply. "Why are you sitting on my lap?" He added, face burning. Shawn giggled at the flustered man.
"I dunno, my brain tells me to do something so I do it because it sounds like a good idea." Shawn replied, smirking and leaning into the taller man. To his surprise, Grant wrapped his arms loosely around him and rested his chin on his fluffy hair.
"If your brain told you to jump off a bridge, would you?" Grant asked.
"Depends, but with certain things I'll do it without question, like this-" and Shawn proceeded to lean back and kiss Grant. The accountant remained frozen for a few seconds before kissing back.
"Okay I have to go back to work now." Shawn stood and made his way to the door.
"What?! Why?" Grant stared after him.
"It's Friday, Joey should be round to checkin' all our departments pretty soon." Shawn said.
"So... you decided to come here to do that and then leave immediately after because Joey...lemme guess, your brain decided this was a good idea too?" Grant said sarcastically.
"Yeah." Shawn grinned. "I'll come back and annoy the hell out of you later though." He winked at Grant before leaving. Grant sighed and smiled.
"Idiot." He muttered. "Adorable idiot."

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