Amphibia Oneshots!

DRABBLE #7 (Sashannarcy x Reader)

(Didn't know what art to put for this)

Hey ppl! 

Who's ready for smth random? This weirdly popped into my head while I was doing nothing. 🤨 

Little warning- this is abt people getting a bit drunk so if you don't want to read that, just lettin' ya know!

Obviously this is a "ten years later" thing. Minors should not be drinking!

This is titled, "Never Let Them Go Alone"

ENJOY!

"Y'know, I'm a little concerned they haven't come home yet."

"I'm sure Sash and N/n will be home soon." Anne turned to Marcy, looking up from her whisking. 

They were making fried chicken for dinner, and Anne insisted on hand making the breading. Well, THEY weren't making it, ANNE was making it since Marcy wasn't really allowed to cook in the kitchen.

"But they've been gone for hours!" Marcy worried.

"It's okay, it IS gonna take them a bit longer to get home. They drove all the way to that mechanic shop on the other side of town for that special car part." Anne reminded her.

Sasha and Y/n had gone on a small road trip that day. They needed to get to the mechanic shop that carried a specific part for Sasha's car, and sadly their local place didn't have it. So the pair were there all day, and decided to go out that night since they wouldn't be home in time for dinner anyways.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

Anne nodded with a smile, returning to her whisking.

"I bet they're just having fun at the bar."

Anne dropped the whisk, instantly by Marcy and grasping herby the shoulders. "Bar?! What do you mean, BAR?!"

"Don't you remember? On call they said they were trying out this new bar called 'Risorant' Named after the family, I think." Marcy raised a brow, placing her hands on Anne's shoulders to calm her down.

It didn't work.

"I thought they said RESTAURANT! They're at a BAR?! THIS CAN'T BE GOOD!"

"What, you'd think they'd cheat? They would never." Marcy crossed her arms.

"That's not it! Think about it- Sasha and Y/n, two of the most reckless people we know, together, at a bar with a credit card, for hours, WITHOUT US."

Marcy opened her mouth to object, but only two words came out. "...Oh no."

So the two raced to the other car they had, input the directions, and sped off to the bar. When they got inside, they immediately started searching for their partners.

They found them fast, together at the bar on the stools.

 With multiple empty glasses around them.

"Shit." Anne facepalmed.

"Language." Marcy reprimanded.

"We're in a bar, Marbles. It doesn't matter."

"Ohh, HEY gIrlss!" Sasha waved when she spotted them, nudging Y/n. "LOOK, N/N iiitsss AnnaBANananana and MarMarrrrr."

"HiiiIIIIii." Y/n waved, giggling.

Both were clearly drunk.

"You guys! You gotta be more responsible!" Marcy frowned with distress.

"NooOOOooo, YOHOU gotsta be morrrre ressponsIABLE!" Y/n stood up, stumbling over and pointing at her, then booping her nose with another giggle.

"That doesn't even make sense." She replied confusedly.

"Okay- just- how many shots did you have? Or drinks?" Anne sighed, hoping it wasn't as bad as she feared.

"WeeeEEElll... weeee had... ummm?" Sasha glanced over at Y/n.

"COMBINEDED weee had deeouble DIgitasss." They slurred, grinning, then they were slumped against Marcy.

"Whoa!" She exclaimed, quickly grabbing a hold of them before they fell. "Oh no, you GUYS! You should've been more careful!"

"Nooo, YOHOU!" Y/n booped her nose again, still needing her for support.

"Yaaaah, yoooOOOu can't twell uss whaaiiat to do!" Sasha stumbled over to Anne, her face an inch away from the brunette's.

"Yeah, we're going now." Anne  grabbed Sasha's hand and started dragging her towards the exit.

"NOOOOWOOOO!" The blonde whined.

Marcy nodded, turning to Y/n. "Yep, we're leaving." She was practically carrying them at this point while following Anne.

"NUUUUU I DWOON'T WANNAAAA!" Y/n cried out.

"I promise we're married, folks. Nothing to see here." Anne said to anyone who looked at them suspiciously.

"Yeah, it's all good. They just had a little too much to drink." Marcy added on.

So the sober girls eventually managed to get their wives out of the bar, loading them into the car in the back seats. Marcy didn't sit up front, wanting to sit between Sasha and Y/n to make sure she was there if there was a problem.

"We'll come back for Sasha's car later, I guess." Anne sighed, starting up the engine.

"Yeah."

On the way home, Sasha and Y/n both fell asleep on Marcy, who held them contently. When they had to unload the car, Marcy managed to carry Y/n for a couple minutes and Anne carried Sasha to get them inside.

They forgot about dinner and just went to their bedroom, letting their drunk wives sleep off the drinks and eventually curling up with them.

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So random! Hope y'all enjoyed!

Nothing much else to say.

BYEEEEEEEE!

-Jinx