~ Jalbert One Shots ~

~ Grandmother ~

I'd like one...

One samuel.

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Albert's POV:

"Jake do we HAVE to do this??" I ask nervously as Jake brings in the bag of makeup. "You're the one who suggested this" he smirked, taking out the foundation. I bit my lip nervously as I started recording.

"Uh, Hey Guys. Like I said before, we decided to do a truth or dare. I picked dare and Jake looked through the comments to find a good Dare. Being the smartass he is, he picked me dressing up for a grandma the whole day" I pouted, crossing my arms and giving Jake the death stare. He chuckled lightly as he sat down next to me, putting some foundation on his hand.

"Alright, c'mere" Jake says, leaning in and rubbing that cold disgusting makeup all over my face. "Ugh!! How do you girls put up with this shit!!" I groan, feeling uncomfortable. "It's like wearing some extra grease on your face!"

Jake laughs quietly as he takes out some mascara. He looks into his phone and I hover over him, realizing he's watching Lana's makeup tutorials. "BAAHAHAH! SERIOUSLY?!" I howl, holding my stomach in laughter.

"You're seriously watching that??" I say, wiping away my tears of mirth.

"Hey, don't judge!" He says, pretending to be hurt. "She's not that bad of a makeup artist" he says, applying some mascara on my beautiful face.

"Ooh ooh how do I look?" I said as I snatched the small mirror from the table, looking at my face closely. "I look like my dead grandmother that died by tripping over a rock" I said in my grandmother voice. Jake chuckled and took out some bright red lipstick. My eyes widen as he brings it closer to my face.

"I accept defeat" I say as he smears that shit all over my mouth.

"You're already looking old and wrinkly" Jake smiled, showing me the mirror. I grab the grey old wig and shove it onto my head. "How do I look??" I said with my smexy grandma voice, flipping my hair.

"Stop, your making yourself weirdly attracting" He cringed, putting the mirror down. "At least you look old"

"Alright, that's step one. Now, we must find the old granny clothes" I say, digging through my messy closet. "I already prepared for that" he smirked, "I bought some old granny clothes that'll fit you quite nicely." He dug through his little backpack he brought and took out a medium plain dress with some purple and yellow squares on it.

"MMMM YAS LEMME PUT THAT SHIT ON" I teased, grabbing the old dress. "Oh, I also got you some extra large bras and some panties" He added.

"... Jake, sometimes I really question what goes through mind"

"Hehe"

I snatch the stuff from him and trot into the bathroom, leaving a small crack open to see if Jake would notice.

I carefully take off my sweatshirt, not ruining any of my makeup, and put on the bra. "Err, Jake can you help me with this.." I ask, gesturing my back to him so he'd clip the piece of undergarment. He blushed madly as he carefully clips it, immediately shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Awe, Thanks Jakey-o" I teased, blowing a mock kiss to him. He blushed even more and gave me..

The look.

I giggle childishly and run back into the bathroom. "These panties are small, damn." I whisper, putting them on.

"Ugh my di-"

"ALBERT YOU KNOW I CAN HEAR YOU!!"

I laugh loudly and shove the dress on me, looking in the mirror.

"I'd like one... one Samuel." I say while bursting dramatically out the door. Jake still had a smooth and silky pink blush spread across his face. "Like what ya see?~" I tease while swaying my hips.

"A-Albert I swear I'm going to kill y-you" he stuttered, looking away. "Wow Jake, I never knew you were attracted to grandmothers who are secretly men" I laugh while slapping my knee in mirth.

"LETS JUST GET ON WITH THIS" he stated, taking my hand and dragging me into the car.

~ A motherly Time Skip ~

"Alright guys we're at a cafe now and we're gonna troll like we did Frappe... but in real life!" I chirp at the camera. I look at Jake who had a sticky note on his head which said "I'm SAMUEL."

We get out of the car and nervously walk into the cafe, looking around. "Alright we got this" I say courageously, hopefully reassuring Jake everything will be okay.

I stealthily place the camera somewhere hidden, but that'll also capture me and Jake. "aaaaannd, ACTION!" I whispered loudly. Jake started walking around the cafe, pretending to be lost. I clear my throat and walk over to the worker.

"Hello ma'am and welcome to Frappe! How may I serve you on this fine day?" The worker said.

"Ah, yes. I'd like one.... one Samuel" I said in my grandmother voice. "Um, I'm sorry ma'am, but we don't sell any... Samuels."

"Please help me. I lost my son Samuel here. Please help me find Samuel"

"Um ma'am... he's right there" he said, pointing to Jake. One of the customers approached him and said something to him which made him run away. I walk slowly over to him and yell, "YOU BETTA KEEP YA HANDS OF MY SON SAMUEL!"

"I-I'm sorry ma'am, I was just trying to help y-you" the man said. "Wait Wait... are you Albert??" The man questioned, tilting his head at me.

"SHIT JAKE RUN" I screamed, grabbing the camera and running out of the cafe.

~ Fin ~

Lmao hope y'all have a gOOOOd yEAAAR